Ash Ketchum, pt four

Samuel looked at me confused but looked at the box to figure out how to exactly open it. As it looks like a completely sealed box with no cracks, it'll challenge him to open it. Which he already hates the box as it quite literally is taunting him with remarks and questions. Ah good old "Quiz Insulting Box" made by my weirdos in R&D, it's honestly a great idea for pranks or security. While he was insulted by a box, the kids looked at me strangely as my body started to emit black steam.

"What never saw a man vent his own dead cells as steam? It's quite relaxing after reviving as all those cells that were remade instantaneously die rather quickly. So questions or do I get to relax?"

"Uh, who are the Guard Reapers?"

FUCKIN DAMN IT MARCUS! Grunting at someone actually asking shit I rub my eyes as black gunk is bled from them.

"The Guard Reapers are a part of Silence but at the same time not. They're souls who can very much grab one of my siblings and beat them down, alone. As zero commanders aren't normal, they're monsters amongst mortals. The Guard Reapers are such souls who I've offered the chance to stick around as Stalkers. That Blaziken you saw? That was the second Zero Commander of the Salamander Division, they like burning things."

My answer sparked some interest from them as Danielle asked something next. Jewel wiping the black gunk from my face for me as I look at the kids.

"What exactly do you mean by that? How can they be that way when they don't look different?"

"From your question I see you know about Darkrai's, for those of you that don't know, Darkrai is a legend made from criminal souls. I have one as my assistant. His name is Shell but recently another one has joined us. Stalker's though are not punished souls but those I've extended an invitation to, it can be counted as a curse. They don't outwardly change but their soul can not reincarnate, they die, they're gone forever.

They gain a varying degree of strength in Death typing depending on their soul's limit. Gina, the black and gray looking Blaziken, her fire is strong enough to burn Moltres so her Death type can cripple Moltres. Then there is the eighth Zero of Phantom Division, a Ditto called Dunce, an all rounder with a meh level in Death typing."

As I mentioned, Shell and the other Darkrai, they appeared suddenly with two gift wrapped boxes. Looking at them weirdly they handed me the boxes before looking at the children. Shell did a courteous bow as he greeted them but our new friend, Wolf Von Lord looked at them blankly. Wolf died after genociding eighty percent of a region nineteen years ago, he met a skyscraper thrown by a Metagross from Silence. He looked like some heavily armored death knight with his white tuft adorning a knight helmet, which is his head and face.

The red collar like thing, which signifies they're eternally punished souls, made up a symbol of a sword on his chest armor. He came under my charge due to well no one wanting a genocide knight working with them. He's fit right in though as the Zero commander for Blackhole Division though, those lot are always ready for genocide.

"Cool three legends!"

"How can you be happy to see three killers?"

Ash is dumb, sick him Gary use Rude Remarks! It's mildly effective as Ash is stunned before a fight breaks out! A wild Marcus appears! Marcus used Break Bone! Ash and Gary are unable to continue the battle! At my mental battle commentary I hear Lockheart giggle at how childish it probably sounded in my head.

"So… what's with the boxes?"

Hearing Sarah I looked at the boxes one was wrapped with claw marks clumsily, likely from my family very much so. The other is so beautifully wrapped I knew who had done it, zero commander Saint Nicole of the Holiday Division, a rather fun but dangerous division to give kids some holiday fun while protecting them secretly. They've given every kid with no parents or anyone to help them gifts of what they need most.

Opening the mostly torn one first I see a box with a glass lid, inside the box is a bow, shield, and sword? They look oddly familiar though… hm? There's a note between the box and sword. Reading the note through the glass in all its partly girly handwriting, probably Lillian's as her brother and mother don't like writing.

"Happy birthday dad, mom and Furgus went to ask Uncles Zamazenta, and Yumi along with aunty Zacian for favor. Which they all gladly accepted as they'll be passing soon and wanted to give you one last gift. The shield is from uncle Zenta's own life energy, he says it'll make your defense never falter. Uncle Yami's bow is much the same but he didn't include the arrows, saying your guns are too loud so be silent like a ghost with a good arrow between the eyes.

Aunty Zacian, although she nearly killed herself to create the sword. She knows you have your knives but a trustworthy sword means a lot and that she loves you dearly dad, you always were like her pup to her."

Inhaling deeply I touch the bow first and it reacts, swirling into a dark green and gold energy wolf. Its fangs sink into my hand drawing blood before I feel it seep into my bloodstream. The bow is now gone with a green tribal tattoo appearing on the right of my neck. Touching the shield another energy wolf appears but it's red, gold, and white this time. It lungs for my heart and sinks its fangs through my armor into my flesh, entering my blood stream.

A red and gold cracked shield tattoo appeared over my heart under my gear. Looking at the sword… I gently caress its blade as it becomes a white, blue, snd gold energy wolf. The energy nuzzles my cheek lovingly before seeping into my skin and a bloody sword tattoo appears on my back with a bright glow through my equipment. Opening a dark rift I store the box case into it, seconds later summoning the bow into my hands. The tattoo on my neck bursting into energy and forming a rather demonic black green composite longbow hybrid in my hands. It was a metallic wood with engravings of a skeletal wolf along the main body.

『The Crowned Bow's Parting gift - Deaths Bow』

Willing the bow away it fades back into my hands as the tattoo reappears. Summoning the shield and sword next, what emerges are two rather unique looking weapons. The sword is a longsword with two small scythe-like blades in the middle, the sword blade is block and golden with the sword guard being a wolf's head, the hilt white cedar wood with blue leather wrappings. The pommel was a skull…

『The Crowned Sword's loving parting gift - Death Crown』

The shield was a black gold metallic blast protective riot shield with the engraving of a wolf's skull in the center. The skull was filled in with crimson red blood like liquid ruby.

『The Crowned Shield's parting momento - Damned Shield』

Releasing the two weapons back to their tattooed forms, I stare up at the sky. The words of the gifts on my AR glasses still in my view as I process what it means. During this I didn't need to think too much as a motherly voice whispered into my ears in a tired sleepy tone.

"Your siblings asked me for permission to do something unheard of for you. Three legends have used their little time left to grant their sibling, who walks in solitude, gifts to help you remember them and to protect the next generation better. Cherish them and don't let their love be forgotten."

"Yeah…. Thanks Arceus…."

Mumbling those words softly I open the other gift under curious gazes. What was within this gift was a special sword sheath belt attachment with a note.

"Your daughter's boyfriend told us what your family was doing for you chief. Although I don't know what form your sister's sword will take, all of the Zero Commanders, and a few legends made this. It's a special one of a kind shape forming sword sheath made from some rather SPECIAL materials. As we know what Lady Zacian sees you as we all agreed that her soul when she passes will want to watch you. So seeing as how that sword is her gift to you please always wear it.

~ Zero Commanders and the Children of Balance"

"Fuckers what have you've heard? We're siblings but she's always been motherly to young things, so what do you think you get? Maybe I need to beat them all down…."

Standing up regardless of complaints I clip the sheath to my belt rigging and summon the sword once more. Sheathing the sword between two of my knives I watch the sheath ripple as if alive, it's form shaping itself to the sword's unique shape. With the sword at my waist now I sigh as I touch the pommel with my right hand. Fucking hell I didn't expect this, I thought I was the one going to do something historical! But I was hoodwinked in a loving way! Mission splendidly altered!

Ash couldn't help but break my own little world. He basically screeched in excitement with sparkling eyes. The other kids were also quite curious and surprised at what had happened but my team gave me too much of a warm look. Stop with the looks its fuckin weird!

"WHAT WAS THAT?! WHAT WERE THOSE?! HOW'D THEY DO THAT?! WHAT'S WITH THE WEIRD BUT COOL LOOKS OF THEM?!"

"SHUT UP! fuckin shit your screaming is annoying Ash Ketchum. As for what the first gift was, it was something I did not expect to be ever done. Those weapons were the manifesto of a legends life force as gifted weapons. It was the first, and possibly only time, and my family asked three of my Galarian siblings to give me something unique…

Besides my legend weapons, I have been gifted three by soon to pass siblings… The second gift was something from Silence and a few siblings solely for this gifted sword. Their appearances are based on my style and soul I guess as they're now linked to me."

While I spoke it seems Samuel finally got the box open since a mechanical lock disengaging was heard. From the box four marble sized stones slid out in a cushioned holder, cold steam leaking from the box. The stones didn't even wait to be picked up, they seemingly hovered on their own before striking my team's hearts. The stones dissolved through their flesh into their hearts causing a change.

Lockheart changed first as their massive body changed to a more semi-humanoid form. Their black body became darker as they looked more like a mannequin. Their face however gained a mask like appearance as it had their various eyes stacked together, with a giant sideways center one. From their back were numerous protruding tubes that linked into their neck and head. Lockheart looked rather perplexed before striking a cheesy hero pose.

Ruin became quite LARGE as she now stood about nine fucking feet tall! She gained a furred silk strand collar that connected to tuft running down her back. Her poisonous spike points doubled lining her bone on both sides. Her tail now had a single curving hooked poisonous barb blade. Her antena were longer at least by a foot, her yellow eyes became a dark shade. Poisonous fog wisped from her feet at times.

Rascal became the same as Zamazenta and gained a more royal thief look. His mask had become connected to a literal crown encrusted with Dark type gems. His neck fur had flushed out to form a cloak of sorts with a black, orange, and white pattern like thief cloak. His mustache had become a curly cartoon villain style, that I could picture him using them for dramatics. His bag tail is quite large now but there's a few additions, there's nine more tails. He honestly looked like some kingly thief with a hardon to steal with all those bag tails.

Vala, my grumpy avian knight had grown to a height to rival brother Ho-Oh. Her body had a lot more metallic armor covering her feathered body. Her armored face and beak now had a Spartan style to it with a bloody red plume attached to it. Her wingspan is possibly at twelve feet now, with the edges of her wings having a sharp bladed edge to them. Her feathers each have sharp pointed ends as if they're all miniature blades waiting to draw blood. What surprised me most though was the chest armor she now had. Vala's chest armor had an engraving of a skull filled in Death and Ghost typing!

Lastly there was Jewel… she had changed VERY much so from the stone's effects. Her head still had the sleak stealth fighter look but she now had a third eye that glowed a constant watery psychic pink color. Her body had become elongated like a Rayquaza's but with added parts. Lining her new elongated body were essentially rocket cluster hives, that could house at least six hundred and eighty more Dreepy. Her body color had stayed the same black and light blue, but the more ethereal part had become like ghostly water. Size wise? She is as big as sister Eternatus with how much she's changed!

『Mega-Corviknight: Ghost, Dark, Steel, Mega-Claydoll: Psychic, Ground, Fairy, Mega-Thievul: Dark, Normal, Ghost, Mega-Dragapult: Ghost, Dark, Water, Mega-Scolipede: Bug, Poison, Electric』

My AR glasses pick up their new typing energies rather quickly as I get a feel of their power. They had with certainty become legend tier now with how their bodies are radiating energy. Smiling widely I clap once getting their attention, their minds slowly tried to fill with arrogant voices. However, I wouldn't allow them to get power drunk, that's a death sentence.

"Haha! Look at you five! You all broke your species limit and actually permanently become legend class immortals like me! Good job and nice new looks, makes me wanna punch you."

They chuckled slowly at my last comment since it's a joke between us. The six humans had mentally shut down at the sight and pressure of my team's new forms. So I helped them reign it all in and let the squishy humans reboot otherwise they'd die. Samuel was the quickest to reboot mentally and he instantly took photos of the sight. Gary was next while Sunfisking around with his mouth at a complete loss.

Marcus was next and well he definitely needed new pants, socks, and shoes. Sarah looked about trying to debate escaping the now giant and medium sized monstrous pokemon. Wonder if she'll get a fear of legend now? Danielle is absolutely ecstatic about seeing something so unique before her eyes. Ash? He was rebooting and trying to awaken his aurora heritage. However, I just don't feel like he needs to have it right now so I'll reblock it till he's about to die. Let him experience death's scythe at his neck first ya know?

Waving a finger at Ash a spark of death energy impacts his heart inducing his aurora to sleep. With that done I decide it's basically time for us to leave until a pokedex rang. Samuel reached into his lab coat pocket pulling out a battered silver pokedex. Touching a few things he answers a call with a dead look. The voice to come over the speaker is the Leagues primary president, Goodshow.

"Dakota Cartson you will come to the League headquarters immediately! We must have you and your team become fully under League control now. With the big surge of energy our satellites just picked up you caused something horrendous! You mega-evolved your team without the League's strict approval and clearance or Licenses to do so! If they go on a rampage a few regions could be at stake! WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?!"

Letting the old soggy human male toot his own horn of self importance. I listened quietly and when he asked me if I had anything to say. I naturally did as I'm not his boss around, he's my bitch instead.

"Well yes I do, I'm not your bitch YOUR my bitch. Because I'm not human and don't follow human laws as those would limit me. Why should I care about your little hard on for control, so that when you get it you can have your 'feels wonderful' orgasm? Me and my team keep the world from dying, not you honestly. So why do I need to march down there to YOU?"

"BECAUSE I AM THE LEAGUE PRESIDENT AND CEO! YOU MAY BE A LEGEND BUT YOUR HUMAN SO YOU MUST FOLLOW MY RULES! YOU'RE NOT THAT IMPORTANT YOU INSUFFERABLE MAN!"

"Sorry but I refuse, I'm not your slut bending over and waiting for ya to fuck me. My job is honestly more important than some mortal wanting to feel important."

Before the old man on the other line could speak again Samuel hung up suddenly. Looking at us he shooed us off with a hand as he stored his pokedex. He's honestly very much disgruntled right now, the League had just called him to threaten a guardian to the world's balance. Sighing and recalling my team I look at Samuel.

"You know the League is good but the old sods up top are corrupt by now. So if you ever want to start your own smaller organization based on your school design. Silence and a few of us Legends would gladly help you, for a small price."

Saying my peace to my old friend I vanish in a torrent of deaths flames.