The Friendbringer! (Recursive Fanfiction) and Night, a Pokemon Story

@Philosoraptor31 I'm sorry friend, but your critiques at this stage are flat out wrong, and i am going to ask that you stop posting them in this thread.

You have a number of canon events wrong, and a complete misunderstanding of Coil and my characterization of him as well as who he is in canon. I'm not going to engage your follow up posts any more because you make these after every single update and it's getting really annoying seeing a veritable essay every chapter update.
 
@dwood15


"Kidnapping a cap?" -> "Kidnapping a cape?"
moment.s -> moments.
"where he sat" -> "where she sat"

Also, the "she stays under our care" thing seems to get forgotten.
 
Trying to figure out what reason he has for doing any of this instead of skipping town and I can't find any. Also the timeline stuff seemed oddly written.
 
@Philosoraptor31 I'm sorry friend, but your critiques at this stage are flat out wrong, and i am going to ask that you stop posting them in this thread.

You have a number of canon events wrong, and a complete misunderstanding of Coil and my characterization of him as well as who he is in canon. I'm not going to engage your follow up posts any more because you make these after every single update and it's getting really annoying seeing a veritable essay every chapter update.
I'll stop critiquing, but I'll message you with some questions regarding this comment to avoid cluttering your thread.
 
Ch. 3.3 part 3
All According to Plan.

Doctor Mother

Doctor Mother looked at the girl before her. "Hello, Dinah."

The girl was barely cognizant.

"Uh, hi? Did you rescue me, or are you just another kidnapper?"

"I guess you may see me as just another kidnapper. But we need your help Dinah."

Doctor Mother noted the bags on her eyes. The girl's hands were shaking.

"Coil needed my help. The PRT and my family will too. Everyone needs me, I just want to be left alone. Look at me now."

"I apologize, Dinah. I want to rest too, but I cannot either. I have been in that position longer than you've been alive, so I understand and empathize with that feeling. Are you willing to work out a deal?"

"A deal?" her face tensed. Her left hand was shaking, she was getting sick.

"Yes, a deal. We want to pay you for your service once you've been cleansed of the effects of the drugs you were on."

"We'll see. Can you stop me from wanting the candy?"

Doctor Mother shook her head, then continued. "I cannot, Dinah. We can reduce the side effects, but we cannot make any long term mental changes. That's going to be on you."

"You're won't. Not can't."

"I'm sorry?"

Dinah kept her arms close to her body and held her hands together, clearly trying to stop the shaking.

"There is a fifteen point three seven five percent chance you will cure me in the next day. You can do it, but you won't."

"No, Dinah, I'm quite sure we do not have the resources to completely cure you. But thanks to your information, we'll keep an eye on how we could help you more directly. I can tell that you're still suffering though."

Dinah's face had gone pale- the shaking was getting worse. Doctor Mother was impressed she was standing at all. Only Panacea had the power to help that. She would ask Contessa how to get Panacea stabilized- the girl would be incredibly useful for future endeavors.

"Eventually I want you to make the choice whether or not you choose to help us."

She lifted a syringe to her desk which Dinah saw. The girl's eyes followed it. "In the meantime, would you like to have this in exchange for some questions?"

She nodded her head. The dose was less than she received for the past few days, it would tide her over.

"Will you answer some more questions for us after you've had it?"

"I want my candy" she said, nodding. All defiance gone in an instant.

"You can have it, Dinah, but I want you to answer a couple questions."

"I've already done five for you today just for rescuing me. I want my candy." She wasn't even looking at Doctor Mother, but at the syringe on the table.

"Two more questions please, Dinah." she said, insisting to the girl as she quaked from withdrawal.

"Fine. Hurry, it hurts... I'm about to throw up."

"What are the chances of more than a billion people dying in two years? One decimal place."

"Ugh, that's a hard one! No fair, fine…"

Dinah trailed off, her body's shaking slowed as she took a deep breath.

"Ninety Seven point two percent."

Doctor Mother held up a picture of Glaistig Uaine on a screen in front of her.

"Next question. If we help release Glaistig Uaine from the birdcage, what are the chances more than a billion people dying in two years? One decimal again."

"Seventy two point three percent."

"Thank you Dinah. You can have it now."

Later that day, Doctor Mother came to Dinah's room, then knocked.

"How are you feeling, Dinah?"

"Better, Doctor. The candy didn't last as long..."

"Don't thank me until we've averted the crisis."

"I just, I… I want to go home."

"Sorry Dinah, but we can't allow that right now, and I'm sure you know that. Think of the chances of billions surviving without you staying here, and the chances of you surviving the year if you go home. Too much at stake- we won't allow you to go home until then."

"You said it would be a deal. I get something I want, too. I know I'm going to be forced to help you no matter what. I'm suffering to this cady and only have a two percent chance of going home in the next year.."

"I'm sure we can work something out once we have a clearer path on what you can do and what's going to happen in the future. Coil's already verified your accuracy."

The girl stopped for a moment, closing her eyes for a second, then responded.

"I know. Can I at least talk to my parents?"

"In time, we'll let you, but for now it's probably best they think you're gone. How about we promise to see about getting those withdrawals and the need removed?"

Dinah's eyes perked up.

"Won't promise anything, but if you'll help us we can look into it."


Panacea

Panacea showered in the base and picked up her clothes. It had already been a couple of days. She didn't care any more. Not really. Not after meeting the beast they called Noelle, and not having control of her body. She was concerned for the girl trapped in the beast's body, but hadn't been given a chance to actually do anything for her. She lost control of her body the moment she entered the room, and walked back out before she could.

She didn't really care that much about anything. Just wanted to get back to the hospital and work on her patients. Coil showed her the video of Glory Girl's supposed death the day before. Amy cared, but it felt.. wrong, deserving, even, for her sister. Victoria always rushed into fights fists first. What was she going to do against the Simurgh, who tanked blasts directly from Alexandria and Eidolon? Whatever, in a way, she deserved what she got.

Even if Victoria had lived through the encounter, she wouldn't want to deal with Amy's wrath for her stupidity. It was, all in all, better that way. Better to have her gone. Now Amy could work on long-term, real solutions to problems plaguing the world. It would be slow, but she had started thinking of the plan shortly after the kidnapping. Merely healing people you hated was stupid. There was so much more that could be done.

She smiled to herself. Even Coil agreed. The man would get his own comeuppance eventually, she would ensure that herself if she could, but the deal was lucrative enough. He wanted her clone, he wanted to help Noelle. Given her clone's mentality and problems, she didn't see how he would get her to help Noelle, but whatever.

It was another meeting today with Coil and Tattletale. He wanted a deal with Panacea, before he let her go. She obliged she could make deals. Making her way to the meeting room, she sat down at the table, where both villains were waiting, covered head to in their costumes. Everyone knew Panacea's powers, a curious precaution concerning Tattletale's willingness to kidnap her in civilian clothes. Did they not know that even while she had been mastered, she could still use her powers? Whatever.

"Hello, Panacea, how are you today?" Coil said, shuffling some papers on the table a bit.

"Fine, Coil. How are you two?" She said in response.

"We're fine." Coil said. "Have you thought about our deal?"

"I have." Panacea said, grinning. "And I think your request is more than adequate. Go ahead and take my clone, do whatever with her you want. I'll say I was kidnapped by a faction of the Empire Eighty-Eight and managed to escape."

"Wonderful. We'll deal with the specifics in a bit. But first, we want to talk about your goals once released. What are they?"

Panacea paused for a second, then began. "One of the major problems I have had are long term solutions. Too many people are dying. I reckon that even if the Endbringer cycle is disrupted, we'll be down to a population of less than three billion in twenty years."

"Oh? And how do you think you can solve this?" Panacea smiled for a second.

"I'm actually going to work on it over the next few days while I return to normalcy and get debriefed by the PRT. But I think a good start is cleaning up people's genes first off. There's so many birth defects and ways pregnancy can go wrong, reducing infant mortality and the number of chronic illnesses carried in them is a good start. I'll work up from there. Of course, searching for a way to deal with that girl is also a part of those priorities."

Coil looked down at his paper, then looked at Tattletale, who nodded.

"Remember, Panacea, as part of the deal-"

She spoke up, interrupting him "I know, I know, no plagues or diseases. I'm not looking for a kill order or getting birdcaged."

"Good. That about sums everything up... We'll release you in about an hour. I am actually planning to leave the city in the next week. I'll be in and out as I tie up loose ends but once I leave you'll be on your own."

"That's fine Coil. Two simple requests here."

"Oh? And what would that be?"

"A cellphone to contact you with if needed, and second, if you or Tattletale can get it..."

She took a breath, holding down the smile.

"The name of my father."
 
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Night Part 2 (Ch. 1)
A/N: Okay, I just converted this chapter from third to first person. There will be some remnants of the conversion. Please don't worry about mistakes like that. The FP view is Jake, if that's not made painfully clear... A dedicated thread for NIGHT is here.

Darkrai

"PING PING PING" erupted, waking up a physically refreshed but mentally tired Jake Dunning. He rolled over on the ground, kicking some dust.

Dirt? How did I fall asleep outside on the bare ground? Everything is so bright—what happened? The last I remember is the sun going down and...and I feel off. Trees and bushes are much larger than I remember and everything is louder than I expected... Oh! I'm still on the mountain... My alarm! It must be almost 9 pm.

"PING PING PING" the ringing filled the air. A massive tree was nearby, which had a root sticking out of the ground large enough that he could crawl under, behind which his backpack sat.

Where am I, what's wrong with me?

Like a freight train, I was being overloaded with sensory information. I opened his eyes, and after a second of seeing double vision for a moment, it cleared. Everything was bright. Far, far too bright for a late summer night. After focusing a bit, it cleared, my vision returning to normal. There was no sun, but no stars either. It was clearly night time, but I could see fine, my hearing was overloaded with the obnoxious ringing though. Oh wait! That's my phone!

Is someone calling me? How long has it been since I left home? I feel so strange.

I had just come up the mountain and came to this stone statue and saw this crazy-looking monster with white hair, and black body floating in front of me.

I recalled, but all I could really remember was that pokemon and the old shrine, after which everything was fuzzy for me. "PING PING PING" - that ringing erupted again, interrupting my thoughts. Itried to get up and walk, but couldn't quite do it right. My legs weren't quite working right or moving the way he wanted.

I took a look around, a bush of fur right behind me-

A pokemon behind me! But wait.. There's a tail, and it's moving with my body… is that mine? No way… THAT'S ME? I'M A POKEMON! That creature I met must have done something to me!

In my excitement, I tried to stand up. It was weird, I kind of fell over, pushing some dust and dirt which wasted no time infiltrating my nose. Jeeze, my senses were out overpowering me. Again and again, I tried to stand up. Each time, either fell over or scooted on the ground.

I took a better look at myself, my body. All black, bottom of my feet highlighted with teal. That bush behind me was a tail! My tail! It was wagging slightly, thumping the ground lightly. I was covered with fur and had paws! My arms, they were more like.. More like legs. Guess I got turned into a dog-type, huh.

Any remaining sleep fled my body, I was completely awake. Holding out my hands, now paws, I pushed down and managed to get my head up off the ground. Now, my legs. I pushed out with them, and there I was! On all fours. Everything around seemed so large. My legs were weak and shaking from the adrenaline, and my (now small) heart was beating really, really, fast.

I'm… a pokemon! What do I do? I thought as I struggled to figure out how I should stand up without falling over. My muscles were weak, I could tell, but I was getting used to standing up.

I tried pushing on the ground with my front paws, lifting myself off the ground slightly. When they came back down, I tried to catch myself, but I wasn't ready. On impact, my paws slid apart, making my face hit the ground. Ah, well, I'll figure it out later.

"PING PING PING" My phone went off again. I looked in the direction of the sound. Right, it was in my backpack against a tree which I set down, just up the hill. It seemed forever away in my current size. And my backpack seemed very large, leaning against the massive tree.

I tried to take a step forward, lifting my front right paw and setting it on the ground in front of, then lifted my back right leg, put it down in what I think was a forward position. Then, I tried lifting my left rear leg and putting it forward, putting me in a strange kind of scrunched pose.

This is so awkward and tiring to learn and try how to walk. I feel like a newborn. I thought to myself as I kept working on it.

Seeing my backpack so far away, I would have to try to go to it and stop that blasted pinging somehow.. It was my alarm, and I did promise I would be be back before it went off… "PING PING PING PING" it went off again, getting slightly longer.

Will that thing ever stop??? How am I ever going to turn it off like this? I can't even walk right, let alone use a cellphone...

After a couple of tries, I figured it out, kind of. More of a waddle than a dignified walk, however.

Left front, right rear, left rear, right front. I'll get it at some point.

I needed to do something about that alarm before it drew any unwanted attention.

Left front, right rear, left rear, right rear, right front, whoops…

After some more practice, he was moving a bit faster. I could smell the bark and leaves of the nearby trees. Meanwhile my alarm was still sounding.

If this is the way things were going to go for me, I'd likely just end up as food. I can barely even go a few steps without having to think about it. Well, at least I'm not falling over as much any more, just have to be more deliberate about it. Ugh.

I tried to sigh through my mouth. Instead, a high-pitched whining noise came out.

Oh, right… Well, I was progressing up the hill and made it to my backpack.

"PING PING PING PING PING PING" - the phone was still going off, loud as ever now that I finally made it to his pack.

My memories of the creature he had met were ever fuzzy.It was similar to a Haunter with white hair and limbs connected to its arms. And yet... It was more corporeal than any ghost-type I have seen or heard of before… it looked almost like a legendary i'd heard about in Johto.

I stepped towards the bag and then realized I didn't have hands any more! They're paws!

How am I going to open the bag?

"PING PING PING... " It kept ringing, sure to attract passers-by. Sick of the obnoxious noise, I had to at least try to turn it off. My pack was face down, blocking the front zipper. This was going to be a challenge, but I could figure it out. Putting my head under the pack I tried to push up, getting it to roll off to the side, but I didn't manage a complete roll.

Sitting back as I though, I realized that the pack was now larger than me. I could probably fit into the large pocket if I needed to. Then the pack slid on top of me. Crawling out from under it, instead of flipping it from the side again, I climbed on top, searching for the top handle. The wonderfully gross flavor of nylon filled my mouth as I used my small teeth to latch on. Nylon was a strong taste. I pulled it backwards, using my hind legs as leverage, inching backwards. The alarm sounded again, causing a slight distraction, but I managed to keep grip.

"PING PING PING PING PING" Exerting more force with my hind legs on the bottom of the pack and pulling, it flipped to the other side with a quick scrunch. Finally! That was pretty tiring, but the alarm was going off, and would continue to go off until I turned it off. I located the front zipper on my pack gripped it with my paws. I couldn't grip it.

Right, no hands. No thumbs either. Hmmm. Maybe if I bite down on the zipper I can pull it down?

Nuzzling my head near the pocket I bit down on the zipper, pulling it open with a couple of jerking motions. Got it! Then, with a bit less difficulty, I managed to fish my phone out, where it fell out onto the ground.

This was the part I was most worried about. Would I even be able to use the touch screen? There it goes again. Let's see. Paw on the red circle, and… to the right. Huh. That worked. Guess I can still send text messages.

As I navigated the phone, a slight wag came out involuntarily. I may be a pokemon now, but at least I can take selfies!

The awful noise was silenced. With that over with, I should see if Mom's messaged me... I could initiate an emergency ranger call, but what would be the point? They'd probably just try and catch me if I stuck around. What pokemon even am I? Where did that creature that turned me into this go?

I stood over my phone. Navigating it was kind of hard honestly. The screen is so close to my face I can't see it all at once, and I don't have any thumbs either. No texts from mom. She'll probably do so soon though.

Better send one and let her know I'm okay. And so she doesn't call the Rangers.

She'd never believe me if I turned into a pokemon… I'd have even less freedom if she did believe me. Good thing I still have some signal...

What if I was caught? Using pokeballs on humans was banned. Despite improvement in tech over the years, all humans who entered one came out effectively lobotomized. I'm not too keen on finding out whether or not that was true first hand… Yeah, no rangers. Nope nope nope.

My paw was about the size of a thumb, but interacting with a phone barely smaller than your own head is strange. Gestures such as swiping were surprisingly difficult, and for some reason the text was extremely hard to read for me.

I opened the messaging app and managed to get a text out to my mom, hoping she wouldn't call.

Damn this is hard. It's like I'm in kindergarten again, reading letter by letter, one by one like this. It must be my eyes. I can see everything around me clearly, but I couldn't make out whole words.

"I'm still out, but I'm on my way home soon. I might lose signal on the way down." I tried to type out.

Seems right. Thank Arceus for autocomplete.

I pressed enter with my paw, waiting for the text to send. The "sending" icon left my screen and I breathed a quick sigh of relief. Now that I could relax a bit, my thoughts began to wander.

How do you even get turned into a pokemon? Actually, scratch that- why? What's the point? I don't even know what kind of pokemon I am! Just then an idea came back to me. The phone, it had a front-facing camera and a flash! It was worth a shot.

Leaving the phone on the ground and standing on all fours, I tabbed through the camera app, turned on the flash, and switched to the camera that faced me. I yelped and closed my eyes - the flash was blindingly bright and caused me to see double vision. Eventually regular vision returned and I was able to focus once more.

I look like a black Eevee with teal hair and eye shadow. Well, it was worth a shot.

At this point, I was not hallucinating. Everything was too real. The taste of the nylon from the backpack strap, the message to mom, the alarm.

A notification slid down. A response from mom. "O-k-a-y," I read the message, letter by letter.

"g-l-a-d t-o h-e-a-r y-o-u-'-r-e o-k-a-y! D-a-d a-n-d I a-r-e s-t-i-l-l o-u-t. W-e w-i-l-l b-e b-a-c-k, b-u-t n-o-t u-n-t-i-l t-o-m-o-r-r-o-w- n-i-g-h-t! F-u-s-s-y b-u-y-e-r-s. C-a-l-l i-f y-o-u n-e-e-d a-n-y-t-h-i-n-g, s-h-o-u-l-d b-e f-o-o-d i-n f-r-i-d-g-e!"

Reading like this is a pain, I hate it.

Another text came in: "p-s- t-e-x-t w-h-e-n y-o-u g-e-t h-o-m-e p-l-e-a-s-e, s-o I k-n-o-w y-o-u-'-r-e s-t-i-l-l o-k-a-y! X-O-X-O-X-O"

Ugh, guess I gotta at least pretend like I made it home, somehow… Hopefully she didn't ask a neighbor to check up on me, that would be embarrassing. Hopefully I will be back to normal by then. If I ever do return to normal.

I returned to the picture. Must be Unova native. Never seen this kind in Kanto and I can't send a picture and ask without data... I'll get home and look it up later… If I ever return to being human, or make it down the mountain without getting eaten. How would I even get into the house like this anyway? Ugh. So many questions, so many unknowns.
At least I had something interesting to do while I figured out what was going on.

If someone sees me and I get caught, or even attacked by a trainer... Yeah, going down the mountain and getting attention is stupid. All they'll see is a pokemon and at best I'll be chased. At worst… I shuddered at the thought. I let my hind legs down, sitting up, with my tail brushing the ground.
My first day in Unova without my parents and I'm turned into a pokemon... This is pretty sweet though, I'm a pokemon! With a bushy tail! Bet I could get attention from all the girls... Even bet I'm a dark or Ice type. Always thought it would be cooler to be a fire or electric though... This was where those extra pokemon classes I missed out on would have really helped. I didn't even know what kind of pokemon I was or what moves I could use.

Dang it! Where'd that creature go? What do I even do now? I can't just walk into town like this! I'm lucky no trainers came searching with my phone ringing for as long as it did! I'm lucky my backpack is here. Then a thought occurred - where did my clothes go?

I couldn't see them anywhere, nor could I smell them. If I was transformed into a pokemon, my clothing would be around here, somewhere… I mean, being turned into a pokemon is just something that happens every day right?

I rolled over on my back and looked to the sky, blocked by the leaves from the canopy.

It's night still, but I could see almost as clear as day. The light from the phone screen wasn't a bother, but the awful ringing from the alarm definitely was.

There didn't seem to be much color in the leaves and branches, but I could tell they were still there. A more colorful night vision goggles set I suppose.

I could smell so much around me, and even could tell one smell from another in a way that not even my human nose could. I realized then that there was definitely a distinct smell coming from my backpack, different from anything from the mountain forest I was in.

That smell must have been human-me, I figured. I bet I could find where my clothes went with this.

Having recovered from my exhaustion, I rolled back on my feet, closed my eyes and tried to envision the smell as I searched. It was faint, but I could follow where I had been.

Well, here goes nothing.

I moved, sniffing to find my human-smell and therefore where my clothes were, in the search for clues. I wasn't sure where it would take me, but it kept me from thinking about what would happen if I couldn't return to normal. Or if he was eaten by some predator like an ekans or some owl-class.

Walking wasn't a problem now, although each step was still conscious. Still not going to make it down the mountain on my own unless I returned to normal, but I would at least try figure out exactly what happened.

Searching with my nose, I was mostly filled with dust and the smell of leaves or flaking wood. Eventually I came across something strange. All the time I was doing stuff since I woke up, I've been smelling the mountain air, but it was as if all the smells in an area disappeared.

I kept sniffing, mapping an area roughly a meter in diameter. Whatever happened in that circle removed all smell from it- not even the smell of dirt. Opening my eyes, I wasn't far from the trail I took up the mountain. The statue where I saw the creature was behind me and the original trail to the left. A bit of a drop in elevation that I couldn't see over because of how short I was, but now I had my bearings about me.

How did I get over there anyway? And why is there no smell here? Is that evidence of the creature I met earlier, or am I hallucinating?

Well, I am a pokemon, so hallucinating definitely isn't that far off.

Some time passed as I considered my situation more, and rolled around a bit in my new body.

It was faint, but I could tell- similar to the smell in the circle, there was a change in the area. That creature was returning! Right below me, a small disk of blackness appeared on the ground. I had to hop out of the way as a thin, white object rose out of the disk. As I landed on the ground, instead of grace, I was greeted with a roll instead.

Still really clumsy in this new body. Out of the ground came the creature, with something that looked like white, ghosty hair, a singular eye visible- the eye showed tension and concern. It had what looked like a red, jagged scarf, a jet-black body, and no legs. The creature's outline was jagged same as before.

A ghost type, but more corporeal than any ghost type he had heard of or seen before. Floating somewhat over the ground, the creature was much larger than I. From my memory, it had been slightly taller than I was even as a human. Now it was massive and towering. I could feel my heart pumping and adrenaline starting to pump.

What do I do?

Try and get its attention? Run away? If it turned me into this, it could easily devour me. I'm still too clumsy and way too slow to try and run away. I would probably die no matter what if it wanted to eat me, so i'll just wait and see what it does. If I'm hallucinating, it won't be able to do anything. Since I probably couldn't run away even if I tried...

The adrenaline and fear of the creature caused my small body to quake. Vision went double once more. Body's instincts telling me to be careful and get ready to run, but I consciously chose to wait. The creature looked around with look of concern for a brief moment, then turned its head to look at me directly. After noticing me, the single visible eye lightened from a concerned look to one of relief.

The first indicator it wasn't after me. Unless it was worried its food ran away.

Its whole body turned to face me directly, reaching forward with its right hand, its body floating down a bit, as if to grab me. I tensed up. The pokemon would have killed him long ago by now, but I was still scared. As the hand reached closer, I closed my eyes and prepared for the worst. Instead I received some pats on my head. I opened my eyes again and looked at it before deciding what to do next, when the creature spoke.

"Leolo, tilelle oon. E che shuh horu ewk hnew. E nit us un, n horu msut lan."

What does that mean? I thought.

How is it intelligent? What is it even saying? I can barely even walk right now! I don't even know what pokemon I am, or even if I'll ever be human again. What's it even talking about?

After a pause- The voice- is it a he?

"O che, oru oful donshud. Nd oru und hember? E hem Durcrui. N nud do erry, horu ell be homhan en rehse uf son."

The words "Durcrui" and "homhan" stood out.

Durcrui, Durcrui, I've heard that name before...

Durcrai.. Darkrai! It tried to say Darkrai! Wait, where have I heard that name before?

An image of the creature returned to mind, as I had been hiking, I set my backpack down, and froce when I noticed I was not alone, in front of a nearby statue… "I… Ahm, Darkrai." it had said. After which the memory went dark.

Ugh, why can't I remember more? And if it could speak, why is it so hard to understand now? I've never heard of a talking pokemon. Then again, I've never heard of people turning into pokemon except in fiction, either. Who knows what kind of monsters Unova hides? If the creature can speak and it's talking to me, then could homhan mean 'human' ? It must be talking to me, or about me, since I'm a human.

Well, now I'm confronted with a pokemon that is intelligent and may or may not have turned me into one. If I ever return to being human again, I'll look it up. Did it really have to pat me on the head though? If I'm stuck like this, what will I do? What will happen to me? Is this permanent? I'm so scared and weak, I can barely move, and I can't even see straight.

This is so weird! It sucks... I must be on drugs. I can't even respond to it or understand what it's saying... Guess I'm stuck with nods and yelps. Aaand, if I'm not home by morning mom's going to call. And if I can't respond, Unovan rangers will be all over the mountain searching for me...

The thought of getting caught entered my mind again, to which the thick fur around my neck was standing outward in all directions, vision was separating into two distinct images yet again.

I nodded my head in response, not knowing at all what it was saying. It continued to speak jibberish, staying low. Its voice was pretty deep and had a slight rasp to it.

"Thir ech hest oompl ayt, eer hunt goit oru renned, horu enta orfif in horu uwn ym."

I wish I could understand what it's saying. Who taught this thing how to speak, anyway?

"Ynd suh eel du soomth on easy."

Hey, I understood a word! I think. Easy… is what's about to happen easy?"

An black, spherical orb appeared in the creature's hand, nearly blending in with its dark body. I was… not sure what was about to happen. The orb grew to about the size of my body, then the creature said, "Dche."

What is it even saying!?!?! Death? No, I'd rather not die here!

Darkrai lifted the orb above me, dropping it. Scrambled out of the way before it touched me. The orb hit the ground, folding in on itself, then rebounded a bit, returning to a shape like a beach ball.

Now I'm forced to play death games with a being who might be an Unovan titan/legendary and might eat me when it gets bored! I thought, exasperated. I'm already so tired, I can barely even stay on my own fee-

The creature dropped another orb of darkness, tossing lightly. Not enough time to finish the thought. Once more, I tried jumping out of the way, landing awkwardly on my front legs, causing me to tumble and slide a bit, getting covered in dirt. Again, I barely had footing when a third orb of darkness came.

On my paws I managed to scuttle away, without tumbling and sliding this time. My muscles were tired before, but the adrenaline must have kicked in, because the tiredness disappeared. The last orb landed a few inches away, but I kept from touching the orbs.

Slightly more upbeat, the creature said something incomprehensible once more. I wondered if it had human meat for its dinner.

Going to finish it up with a dark fox type? I thought to myself sarcastically.

Another black orb. The others had landed on the ground and just… sat there in near-perfect spherical fashion. The land they were on was surprisingly flat. It was night, and it was dark, but these orbs were pitch-black and continued to smell of the 'nothingness' from before, wherever they passed through, all smell disappeared but returned shortly after.

Turning my head to look at the creature as it readied again, two orbs about my size appeared, one in each. About a meter and a half from it at this point. My mobility wasn't that great.

I didn't think it was trying to kill me, but what it was doing didn't make much sense either. Was it just playing with me? What would happen if I was hit by one of those things? Didn't want to find out. And I hoped it didn't plan on eating me. Probably wouldn't be much of a meal though. I'm so small in comparison it's probably just playing a game. Doesn't seem to be trying too hard...

Not able to really figure out its intentions, and not given much choice, I continued dodging. It lobbed more orbs, which I dodged once more. I was getting pretty warm from the exercise.

The temperature up here is a lot warmer up than I thought it would be. I thought to myself. A coastal mountain should be pretty cool, and this feels as warm as anything. I didn't really think about it much more.

It might not be so bad compared to when I was in Kanto and it was warmer. That or I'm not as high as I thought. Mom might have been worried over the weather for nothing.

It's missed me every time. And, I was getting better at dodging and running! The orbs always seemed to land right next to where I was a moment before.

After a few more orbs and dodges, Darkrai decided to stop. I continued dodging and managed not getting hit by any of the orbs directly, but by this point had run out of room to dodge. The ground around was littered in a near-circle of orbs. Corralled into a trap! I let out an audible sigh which instead came out as a high-pitched whine.

"Aooo, oru dounna? Louks leke avowon che un. Neest I'm ay dun to git torp ped."

Neest I'm. Nestime. NEXT TIME! Oh! It mentioned a next time! I mentally sighed in relief at being able to decipher a couple more words from Darkrai.

So it/he is not going to eat me. That's nice to know. Wonder what it likes to eat. I might still have snacks in my bag… That aren't pokemon-friendly. Ugh. Judging by the sharpness of my teeth, I probably can't eat bread.

I was hungry, but the snacks were not only wrapped in plastic, but also mostly bread. I had eaten the protein bar on the way up, and the poke- the muffins I brought would likely not be good for this belly. I did have a water bottle in there though, which wouldn't be too bad to get a little out… During the pause, I had noticed my internal temperature was going down a little bit with each breath. It felt nice. So, I breathed through my mouth more heavily. This seemed to work out well enough and lowered my internal temperature a bit with each breath.

Darkrai increased its levitation back to normal height, towering over me as a pokemon. It held out a hand, dark palm facing downwards. The orbs surrounding me disappeared, the only evidence of their presence the not-smell. Directly below Darkrai's palm, a new circle of blackness formed on the ground. Darkrai descended into the hole, but instead of disappearing the hole stayed. After a few seconds, Darkrai returned with something in hand. The smell was strong and delicious. It smelled of something fresh off someone's grill. Within its hands was a plate with some grilled burger meat on them.

Darkrai just stole someone's late-night Barbeque.
 
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A/N: Apologize for the false start earlier. This should be better now.

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Private Messages from Dragon:
Conversation began: March 21st
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First message sent: April 13th
WingedOne: You know, Dragon, I was wondering something.

Dragon: Yes?

WingedOne: Do you have a favorite candy?

Dragon: Not really a candy, but I can say I do like me a little bit of corn on the random occasion. It's my favorite food/drink.

WingedOne: Oh gosh Dragon, that's hilarious! I love it. One of my favorite guilty pleasures is ice cream and cookies.

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Dragon: Oh. Well, everyone has their favorite consumables.

WingedOne: Don't tell Armsmaster you shared the project with me, he might get jealous! Here's the designs for the fusion bike you asked for. That one's on the house.

Dragon: Lips sealed, Sam!

WingedOne: I'm going to be travelling a bit over the next couple weeks but I should still be able to help you out. Also, I'm setting up a new bank account where you can transfer funds to. Now that I'm out of my dad's supervision I'm trying to be more responsible.

Dragon: Good to hear! I didn't want to keep trading favors forever. I was going to start feeling guilty.

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WingedOne: Yeah, I realized that having some money would not be anything but a good thing. Though I still would like to trade with you a bit in this contract work.

Dragon: Would you like some contacts you can contract for? Your talent is incredibly valuable my friend, and would definitely fetch a ridiculously high price! With your help, I've been able to create new sensors for identifying not just the endbringers but people as well. You've allowed me to effectively triple network security. I've repurposed your firewall already and plugged numerous security holes in the code.

WingedOne: Maybe in a couple months' time after things settle down a little bit. Still getting my feet under me. Just don't sell any of my stuff to third parties, please?

Dragon: You have my word. I will do my best to keep it so no other parties will see your code without your permission, promise.

WingeeOne: Thank you, Dragon.

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Dragon: Sam! Are you there?

WingedOne: What's the matter?

Dragon: Someone is breaking into my network! I need your help, but I can't stop them! I don't know why! Your help from earlier is slowing them down, but I can see it chewing away at my remote processes, progressing to my main PC! Help!

WingedOne: I'm here for whatever you need Dragon. What do you need me to do?

Dragon: The Dragonslayers. I'm actually an AI. That last code you sent me, helped me defy my programming. It must have spooked them into killing me. My creator, he made a program, it's eating me alive. I'm dying, Sam! The Dragonslayers, they're killing me. I'm giving you admin access to my primary network. I'm entrusting you with my life, who I am. Take a copy of my code, please, and save me. While you log in and download, I will be doing my best to stop the program, but even with your help, it'll be too late to save the current me. Here. You already have Armsmaster's contact. Please work with him to save me. He knows too.

Last Message sent: March 6th.

Taylor

Sundown, my first day in Hawaii. A beautiful state, really. Or at least what was left of the state. I had only dreamt of enjoying the weather of a tropical state. Without the means for vacations, this was nice. Dad was in Brockton Bay working. With the break in Endbringer attacks, the shipping industry was slowly, cautiously, beginning to bounce back. As much as I wanted to be around Dad still, I understood he had to work.

We were sitting rather quietly on the northern beach of Oah'u, the main island. What remained of it anyway. I was sitting across from Ku and Kaila with my knees to my chest. Levi was out playing in the water nearby with Benny, and Sam was full size and silent out a few miles to the North. She had made a friend, she said, and was helping her with something.

"How are you enjoying your time, Coterie?" Kaila asked, smiling. He had a smile on all day, even as he met Sam and her siblings. I wasn't wearing my mask, but Ku and Kaila still only used my cape name.

I thought for a second before responding, looking out to the water which seemed to go on forever.

"I'm very happy today. Thankful you could let me stay here and meet your families." I said. Levi was a little somber as he hung out in the nearby ocean. I'd ask him about it later.

Kaila's smile stayed as he looked me in the eyes. "Oh? What of being a hero? Fight any big enemies that caused you trouble?"

"Not really." I told him.

"Oh?" He was going somewhere with this. "What of your time in Wisconsin?" The sun was going down, disappearing over the horizon.

"There wasn't any active fighting, really, no. I didn't do much but take fighting lessons while Si-Sam and Benny rebuilt and repaired the bulk of the damage."

He was looking away from me towards the ocean as I talked. A quick breath and I continued. Jessica encouraged talking about myself and my feelings when the situation felt right.

It felt right. I was comfortable, safe around these two. Not unlike the way I felt around my friends.

"...Can I share something with you, to keep as a slight secret?"

Ku nodded, and Kaila said he would.

"Honestly, I'm not super happy right now. I feel like I could be doing... more. I've felt this way a for a long time now."

Kaila and Ku just listened to me as I talked.

"I'm happy to have Sam and her siblings with me, but… Me. I want to be a part of it. I want to be doing things. That's the rub. What do I do? I have, as friends as close, if not closer than family, the most powerful beings known to man. Here I am, a girl who is only fifteen years old, and I do not have any powers. What kind of threat can I even engage in?"
I continued.

"What do you do when you're friends with the most powerful beings on the planet? I thought about fighting crime at first, with the help of Ziz/Sam, Benny, or Levi. But that won't go anywhere positive in the long run. I don't want to go seeking out problems I can tackle without reason because that would probably end with more problems than it would solve."

"Oh God, I should stop, I sound so whiny like this... " I needed to keep going though. I was onto something, I felt it. "Even then, when I was had proper enemies, instead of actually fighting them, I turned it down. Not because I feared them, but because I feared what would happen if I really, truly let loose and had my friends exert their powers upon them."

I paused again, took a breath. Ku and Kaila listened, Ku's two year old son had run over and was sitting on his lap, holding out stick over the fire.

"This sounds insane, but even when I would have been fairly justified and vindicated by unleashing my powers on my tormentors, there was something in the back of my head. Not from Sam, Benny or Levi, no, in my head. Warning me. Telling me it was not safe. They were willing to attack and eliminate my bullies, the very reasons I had no friends, no support. They would be eliminated with ease. But what then? No, not what I would do next, but rather, who next? What kinds of enemies could I have? Opponents? No one can face me or my friends down, all three then, now four."

Kaila nodded. Ku's sons stick was on fire. The sky was pretty dark. The roar of the waves hitting the shore was almost melodic. The glowing light from the fire making the ocean difficult to make out. I could feel some sadness from Benny and Sam. Kaila opened his mouth to speak.

"Were you worried who would oppose you? Who would be able to stop you?" He asked. I felt it, immediately. No, I was not. No, I am not.

"Not quite, Kaila." I said. "But close. I felt as though I would become a slave. A slave to conflict. A slave to the search. The search for an enemy. One who could stand against me. Were I to eliminate each threat in front of me, I felt like I would compulsively seek, in search of one who could oppose me. One who could oppose us."

I shook my head. "Ridiculous, right? I, a fifteen year old girl, working out her suicidal depression and seething rage. I mean, I put on some muscle, but without my friends here, I'm as vulnerable as any other human being. And here I am, saying that I would be unstoppable. Yet I feel as weak and helpless as ever on my own."

This time, Ku, the quiet one, spoke. "Are you?"

...What? What do they mean? "What… what do you mean?" I said, confused.

Ku didn't respond. Kaila did. They looked a lot like brothers. Probably 6 feet each. A surprising level of quiet optimism constantly in their faces given the state of their islands and the world.

"Are you as weak as you think you are?" Kaila asked.

"I don't believe that internal strength and soul bullshit if that's what you're trying to say. I mean, if someone took a bullet to me I would probably die or get seriously hurt by it, even now." I regret those words the moment they left my mouth.

Ku didn't note my rudeness, neither did Kaila. Even so, I winced when Kaila spoke.

"No, Taylor. I believe you are underestimating yourself, and your power..." he trailed off, then paused. "hold out your hand." I did so. He motioned to draw his signature weapon. "Do you know how Ku and I's weapons work?"

"No, I don't" I said.

"Up for a demonstration?" He said, smiling. Even in serious tones, he seemed to have a smile on his face. I liked that about him a lot.

"Uh, sure." I told him, holding out my hand a bit.

The club looked like one you'd see in an ancient history museum, a weapon which looked like it had pure-dark shark teeth embedded in its edges appeared in his hands. Ku's two year old reached out as if to touch Kaila's weapon, dropping the burning stick he was playing with in the sand. Ku held his child's arm back, turning the kid around and distracting him

Kaila held out the weapon and lowered it slowly to my outstretched hand.

"Does it hurt?" He asked. Not really.

"I can feel the blade, but no pain."

He was smiling even more. "Exactly, Coterie. I do not believe you're aware of it, but you are immensely strong, and growing stronger every day. I can feel it from you. This weapon can reach into the very cores of your friends and tear them to shreds. When I remove this from you, if you were powerless, would have a couple holes and be bleeding profusely."

He lifted the weapon from my hand- No blood came. There was a hole for a split second, but it sealed itself back up. You could not even tell I took any damage.

"It doesn't make any sense though. I was getting my butt kicked by a martial arts teacher every day for the last couple weeks back in Madison. I can barely even lift any weights."

Kaila's sword-with-shark-teeth disappeared. Ku spoke this time. "Your power is growing within you. It is nurturing you, and making you stronger." He looked at Kaila.

"Your prediction from last month was correct." Huh?

Kaila just nodded and spoke again.

"I believe there is a reason you are here today, and will be here for the next few weeks. I look forward to witnessing your growth firsthand. Neither I nor Ku will have exact answers for you, but I believe your power is helping you-- holding you back where needed, and pushing you forward in others."

That's actually a point I missed. How was I supposed to work with Ku and Kailaanyway? Like what I was the plan? I was just in Madison to pass the time while I received token martial arts and physical training lessons. Alexandria was technically overseeing me, but she was more aloof than present. Might as well ask them.

"You mention helping me. The last couple weeks I spent in Madison, Wi, I was basically just given token busywork while my friends did most of the work. I still want to be doing things, and I'm not sure exactly how I can help you or even be a hero here in such a peaceful state. I'd never turn down a chance to visit Hawaii. Even so I told the PRT I didn't just want to sit on the sidelines. I want to get in the muck and help make the world better."

Kaila just looked at Ku, who was quiet for a second, wrestling with his boy who was yawning, about to fall asleep. Ku, the quiet one, spoke.

"Coterie. You are wise. In ways that few ever are. Of those with powers, there are even less. I believe that your wisdom is in part, why you have been chosen by your powers to carry such a large responsibility. Your power saw your potential, and that is why I believe it chose to give you such grand powers. Even beyond your friends and desire for such."

Once more I was conscious of the mental connection between my friends and I. He continued.

"But before you begin to participate, you must understand something about powers and their natures, as well. I will do my best to so you understand."

I nodded, listening to him. "Allow me to share with you a small story. When I returned to the land and this earth, I had been given a three-fold power. I could control water. I could recall my spear. I have the strength and durability to go against the beast of the ocean you call Levi, whom you now know as your friend. Shortly after my arrival, the beast appeared on this island, as if to destroy its people."

Over our connection, I called out to Levi, asking him to come hear Ku's story. It might be good for him to hear. He was on his way back already, I could hear him plodding his way to us from the ocean nearby.

"I fought the creature on the southern shores as Leviathan threatened to swallow and erode the entire island, destroying it and the land I held dear. As he and I dueled on the waves, I on my surfboard and small time water control, and it with its sheer size, mass, endless water supply, and fast speed could/would not best me. But neither could I best it. Other heroes came and went during the fight, usually getting in the way. As the fight went on, eventually I understood his plight. The plight of the beast. The plight of humanity. It was tired. It was bored, it was just trying to have fun. But it couldn't. It had to destroy. Somehow, it had been able to defy its orders."

He paused, looking out to the ocean, looking at Levi as he sat down next to Victory and I. "Levi was not merely a beast. A being with immense power, one who could hold the world hostage at its will. Near the end of the fight, all other heroes except for myself, Kaila, and Eidolon," he said the triumvirate member's name with a slight sneer. "had either been eliminated or driven off. I would later find out that normally by this time, Leviathan would swim off and take refuge for longer, but it did not, here, no. Some reason he stayed even missing most of his flesh, a pitch black core exposed."

Ku looked at Leviathan directly. "I learned something about you that day, Leviathan, as we fought." A little cloud was gathering over Levi's shrunken body.

I could feel the curiosity from Levi and Victory as the Hawaiian spoke. "You could have held the world hostage. If you endlessly swam about, releasing your water, the world would be uninhabitable for the majority of all land life. You could probably have destroyed cities and continents in seconds if not minutes or hours. But no, you waited. You gave warning. You gave each and every person a chance. You wanted to see if someone was out there. One who would answer the call you made, as you destroyed. You wanted to die, Leviathan, didn't you?"

Ku said. Levi, even in his connection was… silent. Not just silent, but sad. He didn't know how to respond. He never had to respond. He didn't respond. His body was motionless near by me. But the mini cloud a couple inches above him was gathering.

Then Ku looked at me. "You will have many enemies, Coterie. The second life inside you dictates that, it cannot prevent that. Neither can you. That day, I could have destroyed your friend, Levi, in the pouring storming rain. He delayed ever so slightly many times in the water- the god of the watery domain above any other, and yet still allowed my spear to pierce his flesh multiple times with no recourse."

Ku paused, as considering what he was going to say. I looked at Levi, but his face turned away from me as rain began to fall from his little cloud.

'Why?" I asked, turning back to Ku. "Why didn't you kill him?" It was hard to consider what I would do if someone tried to kill my friends. But I knew first hand some of the feelings many people had towards Endbringers. To not kill one when given the opportunity- Unthinkable.

Rage was filling Ku's eyes. Levi was getting more upset too- a spark of electricity crackled from the little cloud. I felt some water nearby. Some fog was also forming around Levi in his shrunken state as the mini storm picked up. "Eidolon.." Ku said, practically whispering. "Eidolon," he said again, more firmly. "Leviathan was standing before me in the water, beckoning a final strike, one which would pierce his body down the center and end his suffering forever. As I was moved to make the final strike, a blast of light knocked Leviathan to the side, out of the way. After which, Leviathan fled in rage. Leviathan wanted to die, but Eidolon himself prevented the beast's rightful death."

I had never thought about it that way before.

I'm so sorry, Levi. I had no idea you felt that badly about it.

The small thundercloud was still pouring around him as picked him up and embraced him. Victory, usually not the voluntary hugging type, joined the hug.

Ku paused for a moment, then when I looked up, I told him, "Keep going, we're still listening."

"That day, I learned something, Coterie. About Levi, about Eidolon, about myself and other capes. There are those, who are run by their powers. It consumes them, and it is unknown where the power ends and the person begins. Eidolon, his power, the strongest of all, is his power. For being the strongest, he is a weak person whose own power has consumed him. Leviathan, is a being whose power wants to be someone. Something other than the slave he was. He's wanted something more than just destruction since the day he was created."

Levi's little raincloud was getting Victory and I wet. It was okay. I never knew this about Levi.

Why haven't you told me about this, Levi? I feel so sad!

He was quiet, "What was happening then was over the moment we joined you. It never felt right to share, either." he said. His personal storm pretty fierce again, drenching my lower half.

Do you still feel that way, Levi? I asked him?

"No." he said. Ku's boy had dozed off in his father's lap.

Why not?

"Because I have you. We have you now."
Benny and Sam's connections were being silent. Victory's connection was.. Strange.

Did/does anyone else feel the same way?

Sammy was the first to respond. "Benny and I will talk about the way we felt and feel now, but we'd like to do it later. This is for you and Levi."

It was hard to take, but they were my friends, not my slaves, nor my children. I'd wait until they were ready.

Promise? I asked them over our connection.

"We promise." Benny said in return.

I turned my thoughts to Levi, then back to Eidolon. A man whose power consumed him. Then, I realized something. If I had engaged Sophia and dominated them using my friends…

"So, Ku" I said, speaking up. "Are you suggesting that if I were less discreet with my power, it would consume me, like Eidolon?"

He nodded his head. Levi's storm was a light sprinkle. He'd be okay.

"Levi and his siblings would have been the ones to enact the retribution, not me though." I said.

This time it was Kaila who spoke up. "Do you know why Ku and I have stayed in Hawaii, refusing to help others places, even with our abilities?"

"I mean, I had never heard of you other than in passing until the last couple weeks or when Levi told me about you during the ferry battle, but even then I didn't get much. He likes you guys quite a lot, and now I understand why I do. But no, I don't. I'm guessing it's because of what you said? Or because Eidolon betrayed you?"

"It's something like that, Coterie." Kaila said. Ku returned to his silence once more. "We have not joined in assisting with Behemoth because we learned something that day. The desires of the heroes are not there completely to stop the senseless destruction. We learned that day, that they merely wanted to stave the destruction off. Not end it. Though, now that I've shared this with you, would you allow me to ask a direct questionto you?"

"Someone I recently met said part of the human experience is giving and taking. I can only hope I will be able to give enough in return for what you are giving me." I told Kaila.

He nodded, smiling. "Of course! We would never expect to give something without receiving payment in return!" he chuckled. Weird timing for a joke, but okay. He seemed happy enough, so I gave him a slight pity smile. After he was done, he continued. The ocean waves crashed into the nearby shore.

"Do you remember any particular wishes or desires when you received your power?" He asked. Ouch, that was a dark one. I hadn't been to the locker in my head for a couple weeks. But I owed it to him.

"I do. I wished for friends. Ones who would help me, protect me, save me. Help me grow, never betray me. Once who I would be equal with, and could always talk to and listen to." I smiled. "Then I received Sam, Benny, and Levi. They saved me." I looked at Victory and Levi, whose little storm-cloud dispersed. The fire was still going as Ku threw another log on as we talked under the starry sky.

Ku was looking particularly thoughtful as Kaila continued. "Those wishes and desires guide our powers. In a way, it helps us set the courses of our lives. What many do not realize, as Kaila and I have, is that within each person who has power, is extra life. In native tongue the human spirit is referred to as 'ha' or more literally, 'the breath of life'. When our powers bond, we receive a secondary breath of life. One which some on these islands refer to as a greater 'ha'."

Ku's son sighed, asleep in his father's lap. No care in the world. I smiled, increasingly aware of how tired I was. Kaila had paused. I was tried to hold in the yawn, but couldn't. My gaze returned to the fire. I made victory a little bigger so I could rest my head on hers. She didn't seem to mind. The fire crackled, sparks floating into the air, drifting out over the ocean.

Wishes. Breath of life. Responding to them. Consumed. My mom, wanting to contact me. Gone. Who was I again? Information before me. Pain. Loss. I was torn apart. Reconnected. Found my breath again. I was Taylor. But I felt it. The loss. The loss of my mother. No, the loss of my soul. Gone, stolen by others. Destroyed, crumpled under foot. I had been betrayed. One whom I had shared my most prized possession with, turned on me in my moment of weakness. All at the vision and with the help of another. I was weak again. Tormented. I sought out help. I found another seeking help. I connected. They rejoiced. They were happy. I was happy. We were happy.

I woke the next day. I was on the beach, next to the now-cold fire. For the first time since she entered this world, Victory hugged me without me initiating. I could feel her love pouring into me in a way she hadn't done before.

Levi came to us after I woke, taking us to Ku's simple little cabin. Ku's wife and two kids were already up. Ku's wife was cooking breakfast. Eggs and Spam with some Rice. Better than Winslow cafeteria, I mused to myself. Levi had been helping them in their Taro field. He must really like them.

Simmie took to collecting shipwrecks off shores of the island, with Benny's help providing heat, turned some ships into large, watertight containers for storing the oil. With Levi's urging, they decided to actively help the islanders in ways only they could. Simmie didn't make any nice technology from any scraps, no, but she was able to provide some much-needed copper and designs for a small power plant the state could use. After Levi's second attack the country practically abandoned the state to their own devices, even though on average the damage was less than any of his previous attacks.

I thought about what Ku and Kaila talked about the other night, and was wondering about it. Being consumed by our power? Eidolon wanting to be the one to kill Levi? It wasn't anger or rage I felt, no, it was sadness. If they were to be believed, and Levi did not disagree, Eidolon had been consumed by his own power. It was a power wearing a man, masquerading as a hero. If that were the case, what happened to the man? Where was the human so deep inside?

While in my thoughts, I helped Ku's wife, Julie, a person from the mainland, set the table for breakfast. I almost dropped some plates, but before they hit the wood floor, they stopped, and floated up. Victory smiled at me. I smiled back at her.

My thoughts continued as we readied this breakfast of champions. What of Sophia? Was she consumed by her power in the same way? Why would her power do that to her? Could I excuse her for her actions? No, I could not excuse her. What she did was still wrong regardless. And if I understood Ku and Kaila from the night before, we are the ones who allow our powers to overtake who we are if we let them.

If I had allowed my powers to consume me, by taking revenge, and getting into those fights, what would I have done? What would have happened to me? Deep within me, I felt something respond. A deep concern. A sadness. A lust for knowledge. A pattern. A rotation of pain, of suffering and destruction. The message was loud and clear. An emptiness that would never be filled. A temple painstakingly planned out and crafted to the higher purpose. The greater plan. Destroyed block by block. Betrayal. Assault and destruction from one whom I loved.

The food was ready. I leaned against the wall in my own quiet and introspective. Victory continued helping set the table. She wanted me to think.

Who would assault me? Who could destroy me? One I loved? My dad? He would never betray me. No, it felt wrong. Si-Sam knew. I felt it.

Sam, if all five of us were to become true destroyers, who could stop us? I asked her. Who should we fear?

Julie gave Victory a pitcher of some kind of juice, which she set on the table. I stepped outside, waiting for Sam's response.

I could almost feel her trepidation. She knew I would need to find out eventually.

"Scion. Scion himself is the only one who gives me fear."

The answer was correct. I felt it. But the question was incomplete. The answer didn't tell me enough. No, I did not know everything I needed to. But it was actionable.

Then, Sam, I said, for all my friends to hear. What do we do?

"We prepare."

Prepare for what?


"To fight him, of course. He is a threat. Threats must be eliminated."

Huh. I moved to only talking to her. Julie went outside to fetch Ku for breakfast. Kaila wouldn't be joining us today, apparently.

Why was it only Benny or Levi who wanted to put an end to my bullies? Or why did you not suggest we fight at the end of the Ferry scene?

"Because, Taylor. They are not threats. You know I can see into the future when I am full size correct?" That I did. She was on edge, I could feel it.

"Of the choices we make, I can see less and less far into the future. I cannot see the decisions you make after next month. I know you're there though, so I believe that is you growing into your power. But even with that, after a year I can no longer see you. The only being I am blind to is Scion himself. All traces of you disappear once you meet him."

What a bomb to drop. Like a punch in the gut. My head was spinning. Victory was looking at me with concern I could feel.

"I'm sorry to cause you distress." Sam said to me.

No, I needed to know that. I said, after I calmed down a bit.

"Promise me something after I said that, please." Simmie said.

Anything.

"Please enjoy the time we have here. Not just for me or yourself, but for our sibling's sakes. We have not been able to rest for so long. We will be weary before we find a true solution."


We sat down to eat our first breakfast. Eggs from local hens, Rice from the last large shipment of food more than three months ago. Sam kept to her task cleaning the old shipwrecks around the island. Ku asked me to task Levi to restore some of the southern landmasses and beaches. After which Julie said the state could really begin to rebuild.

I wasn't certain how that would actually help, but Levi said yes before I could even ask. Benny said he'd help too, but Levi didn't want any from his brother. Victory was quiet and content.

The days were simple. Not relaxing. Not easy. Just. Simple. And that was okay. Levi and his siblings were to stay out of trouble, while I worked with Ku and Kaila. The last time Leviathan had been to the main island most of the population had been wiped out. The remaining populace had chosen not to rebuild most of the buildings and infrastructure, instead of choosing a more agrarian lifestyle. Living off what was left of the land and the seas.

Tourists were welcome to visit, but the numbers had down year over year as Endbringer attacks piled on one after another. The world (Hawaiian natives included) were suffering from extremely low birth rates, as well as incredibly high suicide rates. The population was still going down. Whispers of some form of genetic apocalypse were not uncommon.

Well, in the meantime, Sam, Levi, Benny, Victory and I would do our best to help out. I was still receiving physical training from Ku and Kaila, but it was frustrating, not being able to participate in the same ways my friends could. Both Kaila and Sam assured me that my time was coming, and that thought made me happy.

Kaiser

"Hello, Kaiser." Panacea said, standing tall and offering her hand to him. He offered her his gloved hand, and shook.

Firm grip for a girl whose sister and family recently died.

"I'm glad we could finally talk in private," she said.

"As am I."

"Do you know why I wanted to meet today?" Panacea asked him.

"I have my suspicions, but I would like to know from the horse's mouth, so to speak." Kaiser said to the girl dressed in Panacea's outfit. She smiled.

"I want to offer to you, Kaiser, and the Empire Eighty-Eight, my services, in return for a couple of favors."

"You have my full attention." Kaiser said.

"All throughout the world birth rates are declining. Medical services are going down. Suffering is increasing. The number of people with any level of intelligence or proper genes are going drastically down."

"I'm not certain where you're going with this, Panacea. I never would have figured you were the kind to subscribe to our ideals. Was the trauma of being kidnapped by Coil and having your family and friends so great you broke? And now you wish to come to me while members of my organization are hunted as though they are A-Class threats and executed?" Kaiser said.

The smile went away, to a more serious face. "I have no influence over that, Kaiser. And I can't just say 'don't go after them either' without too many eyes on me that I don't want. Either way, Coil will no longer be a problem in the city in short order. He is leaving in a few days like a dog whose tail is between its legs, never to return. You can weather this storm, can you not?" Panacea said to him provokingly.

The power vacuum that would be left without the ABB or Coil to threaten him was going to be incredibly convenient for him, he could not deny.

"What are you offering?" He asked.

"I have recently learned how to work with and properly fix human brains. I also learned a lot in the past couple weeks. I am offering to help heal any individual you bring to me of their brain injuries."

He considered the implications of what she was offering him.

"You… wish for another chance at healing Purity?" he would say yes, if the cost was right… "Though I do not know why you're asking me. Even with her Anterograde amnesia she is still her own guardian and caretaker in short term decisions. What are you playing at, here, Panacea?"

"Purity has already said yes to allowing me to heal her. What I wanted to know, Kaiser, is if you still love her."

He started drawing out metal spears out from the walls. "If you're threatening me or her, I will end you, here and now."

Once more, Panacea's smile was gone. "No, Kaiser. I am not threatening you. When I restore her brain, she will revert to a period of her life where she loved you."

He didn't withdraw the spears. Panacea held firm, looking him in the eye. Very uncharacteristic of the Panacea of yesteryear. But given her trauma at the hands of Coil, he'd look past it. This girl was a near 180 degrees of who she once was. That, or the Dallons were not as kind to her on the surface. He smiled at the thought of such a squeaky clean group dirtying their hands with child abuse.

Coil must have made a deal with her. Told her his identity. The man was a pain in Kaiser's ass. If it weren't for claims of Coil leaving town from more than just Panacea, he'd probably wage open war with the imbecile. On top of that, He'd probably even kill Panacea here and now if she weren't so valuable to society. When he didn't respond to her, she continued.

"What I want to know from you, Kaiser, is if it's worth my healing her- are you willing to take her in?"

He withdrew the blades threatening the girl, as he straightened out his pose and regained composure. Somewhere, she was lying. He could see it in her eyes. But he couldn't tell where.

Damn Coil. he thought to himself. If he could have Purity back in his house, the family reunited, he would be a very, very happy man indeed.

"I will answer your question, but I want to know what you want from me in turn."

"I want-" she said, pausing in anticipation, smiling. "your help killing a girl named Taylor Hebert."
 
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Panacea as an enemy willing and wanting to kill Taylor is fairly new. However, this scene also shows that Panacea isn't using her power very well. Break into Taylor's and Danny's old house. Get an old hairbrush or toothbrush of Taylos that has some of her cells on it - there's the DNA to target. Make an airborne plague that only attacks people with that particular DNA signature and is harmless to everyone else. It incubates in people and spreads person-to-person, and eventually everyone will be infected so it will get to Taylor.

At least, everyone not in Madagascar will be infected.
 
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What is Coil thinking here, getting Amy to try and kill Taylor seems like a very stupid idea. His best case scenario is that Amy dies in the attempt and he loses a potential pawn for no gain, his worst case scenario is that she succeeds and Ziz figures out that he is behind it and comes for revenge. Even if the Endbringers just resume Endbringing that is still bad for him as they could attack Brockton Bay and make all his work pointless anyway.
 
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I see what's going to happen. Taylor and Friends will ultimately succeed in killing Scion, only for Panacea to somehow kill her, or be the cause of her death. Not sure if it will stick, but it will seriously fuck things up. Seriously, I feel for Amy and her losses, but going after the girl who's keeping the Endbringers in check is crazy on the level of the Slaughterhouse Nine.

Aw fuck, she's going to either join the S9, or make her own version of it, all in an effort to kill Taylor.

Now i'm hoping that she gets close, only for Victory to reveal who she is/was, and completely fuck her up somehow. Seriously.
 
Panacea's plot point seems just a tad unreal. While she could possibly engineer some biological killer that will end Taylor in years to come or ensure that she is the last member of her dynasty (CK2 too much), can Simurgh really not see/notice the plan?
On the other hand, if everything that is happening is Simugh's plan to ensure Coterie's survival, well, she (Taylor) isn't going to be happy with said plan once it's complete?
 
Panacea's plot point seems just a tad unreal. While she could possibly engineer some biological killer that will end Taylor in years to come or ensure that she is the last member of her dynasty (CK2 too much), can Simurgh really not see/notice the plan?
On the other hand, if everything that is happening is Simugh's plan to ensure Coterie's survival, well, she (Taylor) isn't going to be happy with said plan once it's complete?
Simurgh has probably already seen the plan and has a plan in place to counter the plan, or just does not see it as a threat. I highly doubt that a threat like that would go unseen for a being with PERFECT pre/post cognition.
 
3.5 Part 1
3.5 will be in 3-4 parts due to the shorter sections.

Panacea

Everything was so simple. Panacea, or the girl who wore Panacea's clothes thought to herself. The idiot Coil made a deal with her. But, she wanted to be like her father. A Gentlewoman who would keep her promises.

1) Be Panacea.

Well, she already was Panacea. Easy. A couple days of Master/Stranger screening and she was home free. With Amy Dallon's family gone without her having to lift a finger, everything would be incredibly easy.

2) Make the long term better than the short term.

Easy.

3) No diseases or contagions.

She was Marquis's daughter. Marquis was known for, among other things, being a gentleman. He would keep a deal. She would too. She didn't have to make the disease or contagion herself, honestly. The contagion had already shown up in the water supply. A nasty one at that. She just… repurposed it.

Long term solutions? She wanted to solve the low birth rates. At a declining rate of 1.3 births per couple and the regular destruction of large centers of people, the very population of Earth Bet was at stake. She could solve it. She would solve it. Her first day at the hospital, she spent most of her time in the maternity wards, healing mothers of their physical exhaustion.

She helped the expectant fathers, calling it a gift of gratitude to them for helping keep the race going. A little extra nudges, and every time they saw their wives and kids, they would be filled with pleasure. Not huge, just a little here and there. In the case of both the recovering mothers and recovering fathers, she trimmed a little excess DNA. The other, weak version of her hadn't focused enough on the gestation period to give her good ideas. Shortening that without side effects would take a bit longer, but before long, she was certain humanity would be breeding again.

The plan was so easy as to be dull and boring. And so, out of fear of getting bored, she decided to look for a challenge. Coil had told her to avoid the girl, but it was only a recommendation. Not a part of the deal. Besides, wouldn't that girl herself be the main, long term threat to humanity? It was just part of the deal to get rid of her.

Kaiser tentatively agreed to help. The weeks of preparation they were nice. Villains? Human too, and they deserved their own chances at breeding. She helped bring together Max Anders and Kayden Anders. A little extra nudge here, and a little nudge there to both, and Kayden and Max were reunited with each other, permanently. Long term solutions to long term problems! Such a gentlewoman, if she did say so herself.

A girl who looked to be about eight years old walked up to her on the street while she finished with the dormant disease in the water supply. It already was going to affect people's brains! She just... tweaked it a bit. She had seen the girl's face before. With a look of admiration and awe, the girl looked at her, then held out her hand.

"My name's Tiffany! I'm so happy I could meet you, Panacea!"

Panacea held out her own hand and grasped Riley's. Instantly she understood. Reinforced bones. Mesh along every large vein and muscle. Retractable hooks inside the spine. Detachable points for each limb. Surgically enhanced eyes which contained extra rods and cones. A bio-tinker. Amy smiled as they shook.

Bonesaw.
Taylor

The time wasn't spent merely lounging about. Nor was it purely training either. Ku and Kaila had some properties not far from one another on the north shore of Oah'u. Ku with his Kalo/Taro farm nearby a river, and Kaila having taken a spot of land of his own slightly south of there.

Sam and her siblings were off doing.. things. Decided to busy myself and help at the Kalo farm in what ways I could. Alexandria offered to give me martial arts lessons, but I turned her down. I was being overlooked by them in favor of Levi and my siblings. No point.

"Thanks for letting us stay here in Hawaii." I told Ku, as I searched for bugs and parasites on the leaves of the Kalo plants by hand. A couple of acres of farm dug out of the side of the old volcano. The eleven o'clock noon sun was shining, and I squashed bug after bug by hand. The day was beautiful and the March air was perfect. He didn't respond verbally as we worked the rows of the plants, which were spaced as apart as evenly as possible.

I left the house each day and helped Ku in what ways I could. Levi and Sam busied themselves restoring the destroyed islands and cleaning up the ships in the harbor, collecting the pollutants into giant tanks Sam made with Benny's help. Sam taught me about the ancient plant a bit since she had internet at all times. The Honolulu PRT outpost wasn't much, just a shack with some mostly water-based capes. A token effort, really, since Leviathan nearly destroyed the whole island and most inhabitants fled to the mainland.

For all the state had been through it was remarkably stable. Ku could have power if he wanted, and Kaila and his wife did have it. All these years had passed, and so much destruction had been caused around the world by my siblings. What a shame we had done so little.

I looked at Ku and his wife as they worked silently in the field. Their son, Ty, was playing with a toy bucket, splashing around in the small artificial pond.

The satellite phone the PRT gave me began to ring. Ty took notice for a moment at the strange sound, then went back to babbling. I let it ring a couple of times as I finished checking my current plant. It took another few seconds to answer it.

"Hello?" I said.

"Hello, Coterie" Alexandria.

"Hi, Alexandria! How are you?" I still honored the Triumvirate member.

"Well. Having fun in Hawaii?" She asked.

"Certainly. Finding my own ways to help." I said.

"Good to hear. I'll probably have to take a vacation down there some time myself."

"I'm not treating this like a vacation, but I appreciate the sentiment! There's worse places to help rebuild." I told her.

Levi's work on the southern shores and now shifting to Maui probably would make it a little more attractive in the long run.

"Of course.

"I wanted to let you know, Coterie, that Dragon has informed us of an individual in the Birdcage, known as Glaistig Uaine, is making a big fuss after hearing word of your power and existence."

I've heard that name before, an image popped into my mind of a lady surrounded by three now-dead mass murderers. The Gravekeeper, echoed in the back of my mind.

"Currently, she is housed in the birdcage, but if there were any individual who could break out of it, it would be her." Alexandria said. "Because of that as well as the damage she could do if she did escape, the PRT is very concerned."

"What does this mean for us?" Glaistig Uaine. She doesn't really bother me, honestly.

"We're considering working with dragon to release her to meet you." She said.

What about me? My decision. Do I play a part in the decision making here? And if she's as dangerous as they say, releasing sounds incredibly stupid either way...

"No." I said.

"...No?"

Damn straight.
 
As a side note to the story: Earlier I noted there were some plot inconsistencies which would only be resolved with a rewrite of a couple of chapters. This still holds true, especially with Alexandria misunderstanding Taylor and how she works in a way similar to the misunderstanding of canon Alexandria/Skitter.
 
Did Amelia just make friends with Riley.?!

You know... since Simmy is no longer keeping her pet moonbase the moon is looking like prime real estate. Let's all move there!
 
The Friendbringer is on hiatus for the time being.

I want to revisit it, but I've come across some plotting problems that need to be worked around.

I know exactly where I want to go with it in the end. It's just that, with the current setup, as it stands, I'll probably have to commit myself to plot holes.

I have half a mind to do a three-chapter escalation then finish right now, but it won't be as satisfying, imho.
 
Announcement
While I have announced that Friendbringer is on hiatus, it is now officially dead. Any rewrite or revisit will be in an entirely new thread.

I may revisit it in the future, but sadly there's too much cruft I'd need to work with to keep this fic goin'.

It needs to be rebuilt from the ground up with shorter, faster paced chapters, and a more compelling plot line. I love some of the emotional sections but they weren't done very well, and were still kind of weak. My characterizations were often inconsistent for everyone but Taylor and the 3 'bringers.

My writing has improved a lot, but with that, i've gone from the ability to write 10k words in a day to 4-5k when the muse really strikes.

But what really killed this fic was the lack of an actual threat, something to fight. I thought Echidna!Panacea + Bonesaw would work, but my planned execution of it would have been off-base. Even Pre-S9k Bonesaw, with all the Jacked-Up-Shit she did, did not want to earn the ire of the mini-bringers and a nascent 'bringer.

Additionally, the fic was more not-taylor than Taylor through many of the chapters. Usually that's for building towards some kind of climax, but I took too long.

For future reference, on a revisit what would you like to have seen from this fic?
 
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