Dr. Mack Foxx
Veteran Trainer/Mad Scientist
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This is a continuation of my trilogy: The Village Guardian, Project Omega and The Final Strike. If you have not read these stories, I suggest you do before reading this or much may not make sense.
This chapter is 117 pages long of 12-point type and will be posted one part at a time.
Ages 13+ Suggested for Romance
>Story Navigation<
Section #01- The Frozen Wonder
Section #02- Dark Dealings
Section #03- Stalking Prey
Section #04- Earl and Wayne Versus the Guardians
Section #05- Patience and Rewards
Section #06- Awakening
Section #07- A New Life
Section #08- High Expectations
Section #09- A Great Future
Written by Dr. Mack Foxx and Aaraboga Jones
Original Story, Characters and all other Original Content are Copyright 1987-2007 Philip "Dr. Mack Foxx" Byard and Aaron "Aaraboga Jones" Byard
Poke'mon and all related content and characters are Copyright 1995-2007 to Nintendo and The Poke'mon Company
With all that said and done, Aaraboga and I hope you will enjoy the latest edition to our series.
[The Village Gaurdians]
[Chapter #01- Glaciers Glory]
-1-
Mack was reclining in the large, metal chair in front of Central's main control console. This time, however, he was not alone, for he was sharing his comfortable chair with Aura, his young mate. Aura was leaning against Mack's left shoulder with her right arm wrapped around him.
"I love you," whispered Aura to her loving mate.
"I love you, too, my princess," said Mack tenderly. Aura smiled and wrapped her right wing around Mack. Even after several months had passed, Mack still had not gotten over all that had transpired. The discovery of a hidden city, populated with Gardevoirs, Kirlia, Ralts and some Gallades and the utter defeat of Cipher were still fresh on Mack's mind. He sighed with delight at the feeling of Aura's soft feathers on his face and neck as he turned his attention to the beautiful sapphire and gold pendant around his neck. He was now a Guardian, one of a long lineage of Gardevoirs who were charged with the protection of a small village, called Gardev. Some Gardevoirs had even given their very lives to protect the townspeople from the natural disasters that seemed to plague the valley the town was nestled in. Despite Mack's transformation from his natural human/fox hybrid form, he had become accustomed to his Gardevoir body and powers. Most importantly, Mack considered himself to be on the greatest adventure of his life: his marriage to the young Gardevoir, Aura. When he took her hand in marriage almost 4 months ago, he took on the duty of protecting the small town with Aura. He glanced at his lovely mate as light shimmered off her ruby and gold pendant. Then, he gazed at his and her wedding bands: Mack smiled. He relished getting to spend every day and every night with her. He also knew that one day, there would be a cure that would turn him back into a fox and even turn Aura into a vixen. Mack would then be able to return to his home world without drawing too much attention from his friends and family. Central was working on this problem around the clock, but it would be almost a century until a cure was found that had no chance of side-effects. Mack then remembered the wonder he had unearthed less than three months ago. While searching the previous site of his secret laboratory, he had unearthed a Gardevoir, sealed in a prison of supernatural nevermeltice. Glacian had been notified of this finding and said he would come as soon as he could, but that was nearly three months ago. Mack, still patiently waiting for Glacian, thought back to his duties: not only did Aura and Mack protect Gardev from the occasional disaster, but they also helped out the townspeople whenever needed. Mack laughed to himself, remembering the hair-raising moments as he and Aura had telekinetically lifted a full size grand piano into the second floor of one resident's home through the balcony doors. That…adventure was over and, for now, the lovers were reclining and resting from the day's work, using Central's large view screen as an oversized television. They were watching the local news and finally, the long commercials came to an end as the newscast resumed.
"Welcome back to the Alakaz Local News. I'm Bert," said Bert as he read off the news, "And now we return to one of our main stories. It has been almost three months now since an incredible display wowed and shocked residents in Alakaz." Mack and Aura quickly turned their attention to the screen. They watched, surprised and nervously as a video started playing.
"Uh, oh…" said Mack as he held Aura close.
"Scientists and other leading Pokémon researchers are still not sure what to make of this incredible aerial display that occurred," reported Bert as a pair of Gardevoirs with majestic white wings, dressed in wedding dresses soared over the skies of Alakaz. Mack and Aura knew these Gardevoirs all too well.
"Looks like we really made a spectacle of ourselves didn't we?" asked Aura with a smile. Mack nodded his head in agreement.
"As you can see, this amateur video shows some previously unidentified Pokémon: a pair of winged Gardevoirs," said Bert as the Gardevoirs on screen wrapped their arms and wings around each other in a passionate embrace and then plummeted towards the ground, kissing until they broke their embrace just seconds from impact. The Gardevoirs in question then soared back into the sky, eventually disappearing over the horizon.
"We look gorgeous, don't we?" asked Aura.
"Indeed," said Mack blissfully, remembering that day.
"Some researchers have even gone so far as to call these creatures the Angelic Pokémon, as evident by their majestic, white wings and glamorous attire," continued Bert, "What scientists do confirm is that this was a display of love and great affection and that these magnificent Pokémon, most likely, reside somewhere in the Gardev region." Aura glanced at Mack.
"If only they knew…" giggled Aura as she leaned against and wrapped one of her soft wings around Mack, "Central, are you recording this?"
"But of course, Aura," replied Central, "After all, part of my mission is to acquire and store information about our exploits."
"Speaking of which," said Mack as he pressed a few buttons on the main control panel, shutting off the view screen, "What could be keeping Glacian from coming here and checking out that frozen Gardevoir? It's been several months now and he still hasn't shown up." Aura just smiled as she faced Mack.
"You'd be surprised just how demanding it is to be the head elder of the Gardevoir city," said Aura gently.
"Okay," said Mack as he shrugged, "I still have a lot to learn about the traditions and history of the Guardians: please tell me about the head elder." Aura and Mack held each other close.
"Well, you know how Gardevoirs tend to get married during the summer and Ralts are usually born in spring?" asked Aura.
"Yes, I do," replied Mack with a nod.
"Anyway, the head elder has many responsibilities," explained Aura, "The elders of the Gardevoir city are there to solve any problems or quarrels amongst the residents of the city. The first responsibility of the head elder is to solve any problems the other elders cannot. Glacian also rules over the city, almost like a king with the other elders as his advisors."
"That's definitely no small task," said Mack with understanding.
"It's even harder for him since he no longer has his wife, Gloria, at his side," said Aura with some sadness in her voice, "Gloria would have been like a queen, supporting her husband and helping him rule the city."
"He told me what happened to Gloria," said Mack as he lay back on the chair, "I'm just glad that she's in a better place now." Aura nodded her head in agreement.
"Anyway, the head elder and the other elders are also responsible for conducting weddings," said Aura with a smile, "You can probably imagine just how many couples request that Glacian marry them. In fact, Glacian often gets so many requests to conduct weddings that he often has to pass them on to the other elders. That's the way it is for almost the entire summer. Glacian often marries two or more couples every day. It was a big sacrifice for Glacian to marry us, Mack, but I know he wouldn't have had it any other way."
"I see," said Mack as he held Aura close.
"Then, during the spring, the elders are often asked by expecting couples to be present when their Ralts are born," explained Aura with a smile, "Of course, Glacian is always asked first. So, as you can see, the head elder of the Gardevoir city is very, very busy during all of the spring and the summer."
"That explains everything then," said Mack with understanding.
"Glacian will even be there when our first Ralts is born…" Aura trailed off blissfully as she held Mack tightly.
"I'm looking forward to that day…" said Mack tenderly as he kissed Aura. Just then, K-1 walked into the room.
"Good evening, Mack," said K-1 cheerfully as he then faced Aura, "And good evening to you, Mistress."
"Ah! K-1!" said Mack with enthusiasm, "How are things going?"
"Well," started K-1, "I'm still in the midst of making repairs to the S-1. The internal systems suffered more damaged than expected when the cooling units failed. Everything is functional, but only at 37% efficiency at this time."
"So far, so good," said Mack as he and Aura stood up, "Aura and I should be able to help you with the repairs tomorrow."
"That's not all!" said K-1 with glee, "Glacian has finally arrived! Warren is leading him down here and it appears that Glacian has some company with him." At that moment, the main entryway to the control room opened. The door slid open with a soft hiss, revealing Warren, Glacian as well as a familiar Gallade and Gardevoir. Mack and Aura quickly recognized the young couple.
"Nice to see you again, Glacian, I was starting to wonder if you would ever show up," said Mack jokingly. Glacian just chuckled.
"Has Aura been teaching you about the traditions and history of the Guardians of Gardev and the Gardevoir city?" asked Glacian.
"Yes," answered Mack with confidence.
"Good," said Glacian as he faced Aura and smiled, "You're doing very well Aura, teaching Mack about our ways. Well done!" The moment Glacian had finished his sentence; Warren started to leave the room.
"Mack, Aura: I'll see you two later," said Warren as he left the room with the door closing right behind him. Mack and Aura soon turned their attention to the Gallade and Gardevoir.
"Welcome to my home, Arthur and Jasmine," said Mack in a friendly tone of voice, "It's very nice to see you two again." Arthur just smiled as he held Jasmine close.
"I've been wanting to pay you a visit ever since you and Aura helped rescue Jasmine and the others from Cipher. Besides, we have some good news for you," said Arthur with pride. Jasmine smiled blissfully as she wrapped an arm around Arthur and then placed a hand on her belly.
"I'm going to have a Ralts!" said Jasmine with great joy.
"Wow! Congratulations!" said Aura with happiness.
"Indeed!" said Mack as he glanced at Jasmine's belly with curiosity, "So, when will you be expecting an egg?" Mack quickly realized that he had just made a considerable mistake when the room became silent. Mack took a few steps back as he got surprised and bewildered stares from Arthur, Jasmine and Aura. Glacian chuckled warmly, trying his best not to laugh out loud.
"I see you still have much to learn, Mack," said Glacian, trying to stifle his laughter, "I really should have given you a crash course about our ways and traditions before you married Aura."
"Did I say something wrong?" asked Mack nervously. Arthur and Jasmine just smiled at Mack while Aura wrapped her right arm around her mate.
"I guess you should know something about the Gardevoirs from this region," said Glacian, "As you know, some Poke'mon typically lay eggs; however, that is not usually the case, especially in the wild. You see, the elders and myself agree that many species of Poke'mon started laying eggs ages ago due to cross-breeding with other species of Poke'mon. Therefore, pure Poke'mon, such as those that live in the wild and us Gardevoirs, give birth to live young."
"You see, Mack?" said Aura gently.
"Okay," said Mack with a shrug, "I get it now."
"I must mention one more thing, though," said Glacian sternly, "I make it a strong point that egg-laying Gardevoirs are just as much our people as any other." Mack nodded his head, in full agreement of Glacian's statement.
"I'll be giving birth to my Ralts in the spring," giggled Jasmine, "So, naturally, Arthur and I invited Glacian to be there on the day our child is born."
"I hope you and Aura will be there too, Mack," said Arthur.
"We accept your invitation," replied Mack happily. Glacian faced Arthur and Jasmine.
"You two should settle down here in Warren's house for the night. It has been a long trip," said Glacian, "Besides; I have business with Mack and Aura."
"Will do, sir," said Arthur tenderly as he walked alongside Jasmine and took her up in his arms.
"Goodnight, Mack and Aura!" said a delighted Jasmine as her mate carried her out of the room. Again, the large door opened and closed with a hiss as the young couple left the room. Glacian then faced Mack and Aura as the electronic beeps and clicks from Central seemed to fill the room.
"Now then, I believe you had something you needed to show me?" asked Glacian. Mack nodded his head.
"Just follow me," said Mack as he started for the door with Aura at his side, "It's in the medical room." With that, Glacian followed Mack and Aura through the door and down one of the large corridors on the lab. Glacian marveled at the metallic floor, walls, ceiling and at all the strange machinery he passed by as he followed the Guardians through the lab.
"Why, one could literally work miracles with these machines," said Glacian in awe.
"In some ways, I think I have," said Mack, "Speaking of miracles, just wait and see what's in the medical room." Before long they arrived at their destination. Mack stepped forward and entered a secret code on a panel near the door. Seconds later, the door opened with a soft hiss. Glacian followed Mack and Aura in the medical room, stopping in his tracks when he noticed a large chunk of ice in the middle of the room. Small clouds of fog drifted off the frozen wonder and pooled onto the floor. Glacian quickly recognized the frigid, blue object as supernatural nevermeltice.
"Incredible!" marveled Glacian, "In all my years, I've never seen a piece of nevermeltice so large." Mack walked over to a nearby table and picked up a blowtorch.
"There's more to this than you know," said Mack as he turned on the torch, setting it for full blast.
"Of course," said Glacian, "You did mention there was a female Gardevoir trapped in this thing. I'll see if I can identify her." Mack walked up to the miniature glacier and started melting off real ice that had condensed onto the nevermeltice, obscuring the view of the imprisoned Gardevoir. Soon, Mack had revealed the Gardevoir's face. Glacian gasped and dropped to his knees in shock.
"It can't be!" shouted Glacian with disbelief and shock, "It's just not impossible!"
"Do you know her?" asked Aura gently as she knelt down next to Glacian, putting an arm around her great-great grandfather.
"I think I do know her," said Glacian, still in shock, "Mack, please remove more of the real ice. I need to get a better look at her."
"You got it," said Mack as he pointed the intense flames of the torch at the supernatural ice. Glacian watched in awe as Mack revealed the Gardevoir's head and her shoulders.
"Oh, my…" said Glacian as he shed tears of joy, "It's her! After all these years, I'm finally reunited with my loving mate, Gloria! It may be just her body, but at least now I can finally give her a proper funeral." Glacian closed his eyes, trying to regain his composure.
"She's not dead," said Mack bluntly. Glacian immediately faced Mack with a look of shock on his face.
"How can you be sure?" asked Glacian weakly.
"The day I moved this Gardevoir to my lab, I had K-1 and Central run scans on her," explained Mack, "It was then we discovered that she was actually in hibernation. The nevermeltice has actually kept her alive, but for some reason, she has still continued to age."
"Where did you find her again?" asked Glacian with curiosity.
"Mack found her at the previous site of his lab," replied Aura. Glacian smiled as he stood back up.
"Then there is no doubt about it," said Glacian with joy, "Considering the unnatural ice and where you found her, this Gardevoir is indeed my long lost mate, Gloria. Mack, could you please reveal more of her?" Mack seemed hesitant.
"I don't know…" said Mack with embarrassment, "It appears that she is…well…naked…"
"Oh, relax, Mack. She's probably still in her wedding underwear," said Glacian senselessly. Mack and Aura stared at Glacian, shocked: the old Gardevoir quickly realized his error.
"You've got a good point, Mack," said Glacian as he blushed deeply, "I understand. Still, do you have a plan to get her out of her frozen prison?" Mack turned off and put the blowtorch back on a nearby table.
"Nevermeltice, of course, cannot be melted by any means," said Mack, "But, this substance will evaporate if exposed to intense temperatures around 90,000 degrees. K-1 suggests that we use powerful cutting lasers to carefully remove the ice from Gloria. Central will be more than able to make the high precision cuts, especially to keep Gloria free from injury."
"Whatever you think will work, by all means, do it," said Glacian, "You have my permission and I know you won't let me down, Mack."
"Very well," said Mack as he paced back and forth, "I wanted to make sure it was okay with you. Now, the only problem is that I don't have the required parts and machinery for this. The only cutting tools I readily have available are plasma cutters and plasma torches: the unfocused and very intense heat from those would be too dangerous for Gloria."
"I see," said Glacian, "I imagine that industrial cutting lasers are available in this world."
"Why don't we talk to Mr. Allens?" suggested Aura, "Being the mayor of a large city like Alakaz, he should be able to get us whatever parts and other materials we need."
"That's a splendid idea, Aura," said Mack, smiling blissfully at his mate, "Did I marry the perfect princess or what?" Aura smiled, blushing deeply at her mate as Glacian chuckled warmly.
"Well, why don't you two be on your way, then?" suggested Glacian, "You should be able to get to Alakaz in an hour or less if you fly there."
"I like the sound of that," said Aura, remembering how much fun she always had when she and Mack were up in the sky together.
"Okay, let's get to the launch bay, Aura," said Mack as he held Aura's right hand.
"If you don't mind, may I please stay here with Gloria, Mack?" asked Glacian.
"Go ahead," answered Mack with a smile, "If you need anything, just ask K-1 or Central."
"But, Glacian, don't you have duties and responsibilities back at the city?" asked Aura with concern.
"It's okay," replied Glacian, "The elders already know that I may be gone for a few weeks or so. Besides, wedding season is finally over and the elders should be able to handle the city while I'm gone."
"Then let's be off!" said Mack as he and Aura started running towards the door, "See you later, Glacian!"
"Farewell and good luck to you and Aura," said Glacian as the door closed behind Mack and Aura. Glacian gazed at his wife's face as more tears streamed down his face.
"After all these years…" said Glacian as he smiled at his sleeping mate, "We'll be together again at last, Gloria." Mack was running towards the launch bay with Aura. Aura was looking forward to flying, but Mack was somewhat worried. Over the last few days, his wings had felt rather strange. Dismissing the sensations in his wings as nothing, he and Aura continued their jog into the launch bay and were soon standing in the middle of the large room.
"Central," said Mack, his voice echoing in the gigantic room, "Please open the main doors."
"Compliance," said Central cheerfully as the massive doors above slowly opened, "Have a great flight, you two." The two lovers stared up into the evening sky. The sky was ablaze with fiery colors as the sun started to set.
"Here we go!" shouted Mack as he and Aura unfolded their majestic wings and started to flap them vigorously. After a few minutes, something seemed amiss. Mack stood still, dumbfounded as to why he and Aura were not lifting off. Aura stopped flapping her wings, as did her mate.
"What's wrong, Mack?" asked Aura, "Why aren't we flying?" Mack glanced at the metallic floor and groaned with despair: several dozen white feathers had come loose from his and Aura's wings.
"I was afraid of this…" grumbled Mack, "My wings have felt strange for days now and I know why: We aren't able to fly because we're molting."
"Molting?" said Aura with a shrug, "Well, we do have feathers. I figured we would molt sooner or later, but I didn't know when."
"Well, so much for flying there on our own," said Mack as he folded his wings behind his back, "At least we should be done molting in a few weeks at the most. I'll bet this will only happen once a year, too. Most birds only molt once a year." Aura giggled as she walked behind her mate and took a closer look at his wings. She tenderly moved the older feathers aside, getting a good look at the brighter, new feathers coming in under the old. She smiled as she ran her fingers against the soft, shimmering and growing white feathers.
"Is something wrong, sir?" asked Central, wondering why Mack and Aura had not yet departed.
"Please close the bay doors, Central," said Mack as Aura continued to play with his wings, "Aura and I will not be flying to Alakaz after all since we're molting."
"As you wish," said Central as the gigantic doors overhead started to close, "I'm afraid there are no other alternative modes of transportation available at this time. The S-1 needs repairs and the Firefox and the S-5 require maintenance."
"The hovercycle won't be able to carry us and any supplies we pick up," said Mack as he faced Aura and laughed warmly, "Are you finished yet, my princess?" Aura smiled at Mack, running her fingers through his soft wings one more time.
"I've had enough, for now," said Aura with a grin as she embraced Mack, "At least until we get to our room." Mack wrapped his arms around Aura, holding her tightly. Meanwhile, Xavier, Mack's Lugia, was sitting in the far left corner of the room, overhearing the conversation.
"Hey, lovebirds!" shouted Xavier from the other side of the room. Aura and Mack quickly faced Xavier as he stood up and walked towards them.
"Ah, what's up, Xavier?" asked Mack as Aura continued to hold onto him.
"I was going to say," said Xavier as he stretched out his massive wings, "I could carry you and Aura to Alakaz without any trouble. Carrying a bunch of supplies shouldn't be a problem for me, either."
"Thank you, Xavier," said Mack, "That would be perfect."
"You'll just have to wait until morning," yawned Xavier, "I really need to get some rest."
"That will be fine," said Mack, "Rest well, my friend."
"You too, Mack," said Xavier as he yawned again and walked back to his corner of the launch bay. Just then, Aura had an idea.
"Mack, why don't we just have Warren call Mr. Allens and send him a list of the supplies we need?" suggested Aura. Mack stared into Aura's eyes.
"That's a great idea, my love," said Mack as he moved to kiss his wife. Just then, Central's voice echoed in the large room.
"Mack, Aura: I have received word that Warren would like to have a word with you two," said Central.
"Okay, thank you," said Mack as he continued to gaze at Aura, "We'd better go, my love. We don't want to keep Warren waiting." Aura nodded her head in agreement as she released Mack from her embrace. The two Gardevoirs then proceeded out of the launch bay, hand in hand. Mack glanced at Aura as a stray feather drifted off her wings and onto the silvery floor. Neither Mack nor Aura had noticed what was happening and Mack suspected that he and his mate had been molting for days now. He was hoping his and Aura's loose feathers had not caused anyone any trouble.
-2-
Warren was sitting in his office at his desk, dealing with a mountain of paperwork. He had been reading and signing papers for hours now. Still, he enjoyed getting to serve and protect his small town. Nevertheless, he was getting tired and hungry. Warren had decided to make himself a simple, hasty dinner: a tuna sandwich with dill pickles and a glass of milk. Able to ignore his hunger no longer, Warren put down his black fountain pen and picked up his sandwich.
"I really should have eaten dinner sooner," thought Warren as he glanced at a nearby clock: the time was now 8:12 in the evening. Warren glanced at his simple meal and proceeded to take a large bite out of his sandwich. The flavor was good, but when he bit through the sandwich, he heard a strange crunch and immediately felt an unwelcome, fuzzy sensation in his mouth. He doubled over in his chair and spat the offending food out into a nearby garbage can. Warren then, opened his sandwich, wondering what on earth had happened. He soon got his answer: right in the middle of his sandwich now sat half a soft, white feather. He removed the feather and stared at it.
"How the devil did that get in there?" thought a bewildered Warren as Mack and Aura entered the room.
"Good evening, Warren," said Aura cheerfully.
"Did you need to speak with us?" asked Mack. Glacian ignored the Guardians' greetings and fixed his gaze on their majestic wings. Minutes ticked by one after another.
"Are you okay?" asked Aura with concern. Warren continued to stare at Mack and Aura's wings, waiting. More time passed as Mack and Aura stood patiently in the middle of Warren's office. Just then, Warren saw a single feather come loose from Aura's wings. He watched as the white feather drifted ever so tenderly onto the floor.
"Eureka!" shouted Warren with triumph. Mack and Aura glanced at each other, confused at Warren's unusual behavior.
"Warren, did you actually have something to say to us, or did you just want to watch Aura and I molt?" asked Mack impatiently. Warren coughed and straightened his tie.
"Sorry, I was just trying to find out where these irritating feathers were coming from," said Warren laughing a bit as he held out the half-eaten feather, "I just found one in my sandwich. They certainly don't go well with tuna." Mack glanced at Aura with a worried look on his face.
"I suppose not," said Mack sheepishly while Aura blushed from embarrassment and giggled nervously, "I thought you were going senile for a moment."
"Certainly not!" laughed Warren as he glanced about his desk, looking for something, "The members of my family have always been blessed with great minds. Now, where did the rest of my sandwich get to?"
"It's in the top left drawer of you desk," said Aura.
"Poppycock!" said Warren with disbelief, "Why on earth would I put a sandwich in there?" Warren opened the drawer and, much to his shock, found the remnants of his tuna sandwich.
"Why did put it in there?" asked Warren, "Maybe I am losing it." Mack heard Aura giggle mischievously and glanced at his mate with a raised eyebrow.
"Sorry!" said Aura nervously, "I just couldn't resist, so I teleported your sandwich into your desk drawer when you weren't paying attention." Warren laughed.
"Good, so I'm not losing my touch," said Warren, "That reminds me, back to the business of your feathers."
"Yeah, sorry about that," said Mack nervously.
"You don't have to be afraid," said Warren calmly, "I know you meant no harm. Anyway, why don't you and Aura help each other out by attending to each other's wings? You are married, so there's nothing wrong with doing something so intimate." Aura smiled with delight: she liked the idea of getting to tenderly preen Mack's wings, running her fingers through them, pulling out loose feathers and then having her loving mate do the same for her. Aura blushed as she faced Mack.
"I think we should do as he says," said Aura with excitement, "I think we'll have a wonderful time, just you and me."
"Business before pleasure, my princess," said Mack tenderly as he held Aura close and passed off a piece of paper to Warren, "I need you to please call Mr. Allens and see if he can get these supplies for me." Warren glanced at the list.
"Looks like you're either planning a small war or a science project with this," said Warren jokingly as he read through the list, "I'll give him a call as soon as possible."
"Thank you very much," said Mack as he started to leave the room with Aura at his side.
"Hold on, please," said Warren as he held out the list, "What, may I ask, do you need these things for and what did Glacian make of that frozen Gardevoir?"
"I'll just be blunt, it's getting late," said Mack as he held Aura tightly, "Glacian found out that the frozen Gardevoir is actually his mate, Gloria. She's trapped, alive and well, in a large block of nevermeltice. To get her out safely, I'll need the parts and supplies on the list to make some high-precision cutting lasers that Central will guide in order to free Gloria."
"You found Glacian's mate AND she's alive?!" shouted Warren with surprise, "That's wonderful! I'll make that call right away! I'll let you know what's up in the morning over breakfast."
"Thank you," said Mack as he returned his attention to Aura.
"Let's go, honey," said Aura blissfully as she and Mack left the room holding hands. Warren smiled as the lovers left the office and started to their room. In the hallway, Arthur and Jasmine watched as Mack and Aura stepped into their room and shut the door tight.
"It's so nice to see the Guardians so deep in love," giggled Jasmine as Arthur carried her into their own room for the night.
"One thing's for sure," said Arthur with a smile as he gently set Jasmine on her feet and wrapped his arms around her, "We'll have to be there when their first Ralts is born." Jasmine smiled at her loving mate.
"What do you want to bet it will be a girl?" asked Jasmine with a bright smile as she placed a hand on her belly.
"Does it really matter?" asked Arthur tenderly, "We're going to have a child and that is joy enough for me, whether we have a son or a daughter."
"Still, I wonder what it will be," said Jasmine blissfully.
"We'll know in the spring," said Arthur softly as he continued to embrace his wife, "We'll know in the spring, my love." The sun was now setting behind the Gardev mountains as twilight descended upon the small town. Glacian, still in the medical room of Mack's lab, gazed at Gloria with delight. He was going to enjoy telling everyone how his long lost mate had been found, but he was also nervous, knowing that he would have to break a promise he made to his family just months ago.
This chapter is 117 pages long of 12-point type and will be posted one part at a time.
Ages 13+ Suggested for Romance
>Story Navigation<
Section #01- The Frozen Wonder
Section #02- Dark Dealings
Section #03- Stalking Prey
Section #04- Earl and Wayne Versus the Guardians
Section #05- Patience and Rewards
Section #06- Awakening
Section #07- A New Life
Section #08- High Expectations
Section #09- A Great Future
Written by Dr. Mack Foxx and Aaraboga Jones
Original Story, Characters and all other Original Content are Copyright 1987-2007 Philip "Dr. Mack Foxx" Byard and Aaron "Aaraboga Jones" Byard
Poke'mon and all related content and characters are Copyright 1995-2007 to Nintendo and The Poke'mon Company
With all that said and done, Aaraboga and I hope you will enjoy the latest edition to our series.
[The Village Gaurdians]
[Chapter #01- Glaciers Glory]
-1-
Mack was reclining in the large, metal chair in front of Central's main control console. This time, however, he was not alone, for he was sharing his comfortable chair with Aura, his young mate. Aura was leaning against Mack's left shoulder with her right arm wrapped around him.
"I love you," whispered Aura to her loving mate.
"I love you, too, my princess," said Mack tenderly. Aura smiled and wrapped her right wing around Mack. Even after several months had passed, Mack still had not gotten over all that had transpired. The discovery of a hidden city, populated with Gardevoirs, Kirlia, Ralts and some Gallades and the utter defeat of Cipher were still fresh on Mack's mind. He sighed with delight at the feeling of Aura's soft feathers on his face and neck as he turned his attention to the beautiful sapphire and gold pendant around his neck. He was now a Guardian, one of a long lineage of Gardevoirs who were charged with the protection of a small village, called Gardev. Some Gardevoirs had even given their very lives to protect the townspeople from the natural disasters that seemed to plague the valley the town was nestled in. Despite Mack's transformation from his natural human/fox hybrid form, he had become accustomed to his Gardevoir body and powers. Most importantly, Mack considered himself to be on the greatest adventure of his life: his marriage to the young Gardevoir, Aura. When he took her hand in marriage almost 4 months ago, he took on the duty of protecting the small town with Aura. He glanced at his lovely mate as light shimmered off her ruby and gold pendant. Then, he gazed at his and her wedding bands: Mack smiled. He relished getting to spend every day and every night with her. He also knew that one day, there would be a cure that would turn him back into a fox and even turn Aura into a vixen. Mack would then be able to return to his home world without drawing too much attention from his friends and family. Central was working on this problem around the clock, but it would be almost a century until a cure was found that had no chance of side-effects. Mack then remembered the wonder he had unearthed less than three months ago. While searching the previous site of his secret laboratory, he had unearthed a Gardevoir, sealed in a prison of supernatural nevermeltice. Glacian had been notified of this finding and said he would come as soon as he could, but that was nearly three months ago. Mack, still patiently waiting for Glacian, thought back to his duties: not only did Aura and Mack protect Gardev from the occasional disaster, but they also helped out the townspeople whenever needed. Mack laughed to himself, remembering the hair-raising moments as he and Aura had telekinetically lifted a full size grand piano into the second floor of one resident's home through the balcony doors. That…adventure was over and, for now, the lovers were reclining and resting from the day's work, using Central's large view screen as an oversized television. They were watching the local news and finally, the long commercials came to an end as the newscast resumed.
"Welcome back to the Alakaz Local News. I'm Bert," said Bert as he read off the news, "And now we return to one of our main stories. It has been almost three months now since an incredible display wowed and shocked residents in Alakaz." Mack and Aura quickly turned their attention to the screen. They watched, surprised and nervously as a video started playing.
"Uh, oh…" said Mack as he held Aura close.
"Scientists and other leading Pokémon researchers are still not sure what to make of this incredible aerial display that occurred," reported Bert as a pair of Gardevoirs with majestic white wings, dressed in wedding dresses soared over the skies of Alakaz. Mack and Aura knew these Gardevoirs all too well.
"Looks like we really made a spectacle of ourselves didn't we?" asked Aura with a smile. Mack nodded his head in agreement.
"As you can see, this amateur video shows some previously unidentified Pokémon: a pair of winged Gardevoirs," said Bert as the Gardevoirs on screen wrapped their arms and wings around each other in a passionate embrace and then plummeted towards the ground, kissing until they broke their embrace just seconds from impact. The Gardevoirs in question then soared back into the sky, eventually disappearing over the horizon.
"We look gorgeous, don't we?" asked Aura.
"Indeed," said Mack blissfully, remembering that day.
"Some researchers have even gone so far as to call these creatures the Angelic Pokémon, as evident by their majestic, white wings and glamorous attire," continued Bert, "What scientists do confirm is that this was a display of love and great affection and that these magnificent Pokémon, most likely, reside somewhere in the Gardev region." Aura glanced at Mack.
"If only they knew…" giggled Aura as she leaned against and wrapped one of her soft wings around Mack, "Central, are you recording this?"
"But of course, Aura," replied Central, "After all, part of my mission is to acquire and store information about our exploits."
"Speaking of which," said Mack as he pressed a few buttons on the main control panel, shutting off the view screen, "What could be keeping Glacian from coming here and checking out that frozen Gardevoir? It's been several months now and he still hasn't shown up." Aura just smiled as she faced Mack.
"You'd be surprised just how demanding it is to be the head elder of the Gardevoir city," said Aura gently.
"Okay," said Mack as he shrugged, "I still have a lot to learn about the traditions and history of the Guardians: please tell me about the head elder." Aura and Mack held each other close.
"Well, you know how Gardevoirs tend to get married during the summer and Ralts are usually born in spring?" asked Aura.
"Yes, I do," replied Mack with a nod.
"Anyway, the head elder has many responsibilities," explained Aura, "The elders of the Gardevoir city are there to solve any problems or quarrels amongst the residents of the city. The first responsibility of the head elder is to solve any problems the other elders cannot. Glacian also rules over the city, almost like a king with the other elders as his advisors."
"That's definitely no small task," said Mack with understanding.
"It's even harder for him since he no longer has his wife, Gloria, at his side," said Aura with some sadness in her voice, "Gloria would have been like a queen, supporting her husband and helping him rule the city."
"He told me what happened to Gloria," said Mack as he lay back on the chair, "I'm just glad that she's in a better place now." Aura nodded her head in agreement.
"Anyway, the head elder and the other elders are also responsible for conducting weddings," said Aura with a smile, "You can probably imagine just how many couples request that Glacian marry them. In fact, Glacian often gets so many requests to conduct weddings that he often has to pass them on to the other elders. That's the way it is for almost the entire summer. Glacian often marries two or more couples every day. It was a big sacrifice for Glacian to marry us, Mack, but I know he wouldn't have had it any other way."
"I see," said Mack as he held Aura close.
"Then, during the spring, the elders are often asked by expecting couples to be present when their Ralts are born," explained Aura with a smile, "Of course, Glacian is always asked first. So, as you can see, the head elder of the Gardevoir city is very, very busy during all of the spring and the summer."
"That explains everything then," said Mack with understanding.
"Glacian will even be there when our first Ralts is born…" Aura trailed off blissfully as she held Mack tightly.
"I'm looking forward to that day…" said Mack tenderly as he kissed Aura. Just then, K-1 walked into the room.
"Good evening, Mack," said K-1 cheerfully as he then faced Aura, "And good evening to you, Mistress."
"Ah! K-1!" said Mack with enthusiasm, "How are things going?"
"Well," started K-1, "I'm still in the midst of making repairs to the S-1. The internal systems suffered more damaged than expected when the cooling units failed. Everything is functional, but only at 37% efficiency at this time."
"So far, so good," said Mack as he and Aura stood up, "Aura and I should be able to help you with the repairs tomorrow."
"That's not all!" said K-1 with glee, "Glacian has finally arrived! Warren is leading him down here and it appears that Glacian has some company with him." At that moment, the main entryway to the control room opened. The door slid open with a soft hiss, revealing Warren, Glacian as well as a familiar Gallade and Gardevoir. Mack and Aura quickly recognized the young couple.
"Nice to see you again, Glacian, I was starting to wonder if you would ever show up," said Mack jokingly. Glacian just chuckled.
"Has Aura been teaching you about the traditions and history of the Guardians of Gardev and the Gardevoir city?" asked Glacian.
"Yes," answered Mack with confidence.
"Good," said Glacian as he faced Aura and smiled, "You're doing very well Aura, teaching Mack about our ways. Well done!" The moment Glacian had finished his sentence; Warren started to leave the room.
"Mack, Aura: I'll see you two later," said Warren as he left the room with the door closing right behind him. Mack and Aura soon turned their attention to the Gallade and Gardevoir.
"Welcome to my home, Arthur and Jasmine," said Mack in a friendly tone of voice, "It's very nice to see you two again." Arthur just smiled as he held Jasmine close.
"I've been wanting to pay you a visit ever since you and Aura helped rescue Jasmine and the others from Cipher. Besides, we have some good news for you," said Arthur with pride. Jasmine smiled blissfully as she wrapped an arm around Arthur and then placed a hand on her belly.
"I'm going to have a Ralts!" said Jasmine with great joy.
"Wow! Congratulations!" said Aura with happiness.
"Indeed!" said Mack as he glanced at Jasmine's belly with curiosity, "So, when will you be expecting an egg?" Mack quickly realized that he had just made a considerable mistake when the room became silent. Mack took a few steps back as he got surprised and bewildered stares from Arthur, Jasmine and Aura. Glacian chuckled warmly, trying his best not to laugh out loud.
"I see you still have much to learn, Mack," said Glacian, trying to stifle his laughter, "I really should have given you a crash course about our ways and traditions before you married Aura."
"Did I say something wrong?" asked Mack nervously. Arthur and Jasmine just smiled at Mack while Aura wrapped her right arm around her mate.
"I guess you should know something about the Gardevoirs from this region," said Glacian, "As you know, some Poke'mon typically lay eggs; however, that is not usually the case, especially in the wild. You see, the elders and myself agree that many species of Poke'mon started laying eggs ages ago due to cross-breeding with other species of Poke'mon. Therefore, pure Poke'mon, such as those that live in the wild and us Gardevoirs, give birth to live young."
"You see, Mack?" said Aura gently.
"Okay," said Mack with a shrug, "I get it now."
"I must mention one more thing, though," said Glacian sternly, "I make it a strong point that egg-laying Gardevoirs are just as much our people as any other." Mack nodded his head, in full agreement of Glacian's statement.
"I'll be giving birth to my Ralts in the spring," giggled Jasmine, "So, naturally, Arthur and I invited Glacian to be there on the day our child is born."
"I hope you and Aura will be there too, Mack," said Arthur.
"We accept your invitation," replied Mack happily. Glacian faced Arthur and Jasmine.
"You two should settle down here in Warren's house for the night. It has been a long trip," said Glacian, "Besides; I have business with Mack and Aura."
"Will do, sir," said Arthur tenderly as he walked alongside Jasmine and took her up in his arms.
"Goodnight, Mack and Aura!" said a delighted Jasmine as her mate carried her out of the room. Again, the large door opened and closed with a hiss as the young couple left the room. Glacian then faced Mack and Aura as the electronic beeps and clicks from Central seemed to fill the room.
"Now then, I believe you had something you needed to show me?" asked Glacian. Mack nodded his head.
"Just follow me," said Mack as he started for the door with Aura at his side, "It's in the medical room." With that, Glacian followed Mack and Aura through the door and down one of the large corridors on the lab. Glacian marveled at the metallic floor, walls, ceiling and at all the strange machinery he passed by as he followed the Guardians through the lab.
"Why, one could literally work miracles with these machines," said Glacian in awe.
"In some ways, I think I have," said Mack, "Speaking of miracles, just wait and see what's in the medical room." Before long they arrived at their destination. Mack stepped forward and entered a secret code on a panel near the door. Seconds later, the door opened with a soft hiss. Glacian followed Mack and Aura in the medical room, stopping in his tracks when he noticed a large chunk of ice in the middle of the room. Small clouds of fog drifted off the frozen wonder and pooled onto the floor. Glacian quickly recognized the frigid, blue object as supernatural nevermeltice.
"Incredible!" marveled Glacian, "In all my years, I've never seen a piece of nevermeltice so large." Mack walked over to a nearby table and picked up a blowtorch.
"There's more to this than you know," said Mack as he turned on the torch, setting it for full blast.
"Of course," said Glacian, "You did mention there was a female Gardevoir trapped in this thing. I'll see if I can identify her." Mack walked up to the miniature glacier and started melting off real ice that had condensed onto the nevermeltice, obscuring the view of the imprisoned Gardevoir. Soon, Mack had revealed the Gardevoir's face. Glacian gasped and dropped to his knees in shock.
"It can't be!" shouted Glacian with disbelief and shock, "It's just not impossible!"
"Do you know her?" asked Aura gently as she knelt down next to Glacian, putting an arm around her great-great grandfather.
"I think I do know her," said Glacian, still in shock, "Mack, please remove more of the real ice. I need to get a better look at her."
"You got it," said Mack as he pointed the intense flames of the torch at the supernatural ice. Glacian watched in awe as Mack revealed the Gardevoir's head and her shoulders.
"Oh, my…" said Glacian as he shed tears of joy, "It's her! After all these years, I'm finally reunited with my loving mate, Gloria! It may be just her body, but at least now I can finally give her a proper funeral." Glacian closed his eyes, trying to regain his composure.
"She's not dead," said Mack bluntly. Glacian immediately faced Mack with a look of shock on his face.
"How can you be sure?" asked Glacian weakly.
"The day I moved this Gardevoir to my lab, I had K-1 and Central run scans on her," explained Mack, "It was then we discovered that she was actually in hibernation. The nevermeltice has actually kept her alive, but for some reason, she has still continued to age."
"Where did you find her again?" asked Glacian with curiosity.
"Mack found her at the previous site of his lab," replied Aura. Glacian smiled as he stood back up.
"Then there is no doubt about it," said Glacian with joy, "Considering the unnatural ice and where you found her, this Gardevoir is indeed my long lost mate, Gloria. Mack, could you please reveal more of her?" Mack seemed hesitant.
"I don't know…" said Mack with embarrassment, "It appears that she is…well…naked…"
"Oh, relax, Mack. She's probably still in her wedding underwear," said Glacian senselessly. Mack and Aura stared at Glacian, shocked: the old Gardevoir quickly realized his error.
"You've got a good point, Mack," said Glacian as he blushed deeply, "I understand. Still, do you have a plan to get her out of her frozen prison?" Mack turned off and put the blowtorch back on a nearby table.
"Nevermeltice, of course, cannot be melted by any means," said Mack, "But, this substance will evaporate if exposed to intense temperatures around 90,000 degrees. K-1 suggests that we use powerful cutting lasers to carefully remove the ice from Gloria. Central will be more than able to make the high precision cuts, especially to keep Gloria free from injury."
"Whatever you think will work, by all means, do it," said Glacian, "You have my permission and I know you won't let me down, Mack."
"Very well," said Mack as he paced back and forth, "I wanted to make sure it was okay with you. Now, the only problem is that I don't have the required parts and machinery for this. The only cutting tools I readily have available are plasma cutters and plasma torches: the unfocused and very intense heat from those would be too dangerous for Gloria."
"I see," said Glacian, "I imagine that industrial cutting lasers are available in this world."
"Why don't we talk to Mr. Allens?" suggested Aura, "Being the mayor of a large city like Alakaz, he should be able to get us whatever parts and other materials we need."
"That's a splendid idea, Aura," said Mack, smiling blissfully at his mate, "Did I marry the perfect princess or what?" Aura smiled, blushing deeply at her mate as Glacian chuckled warmly.
"Well, why don't you two be on your way, then?" suggested Glacian, "You should be able to get to Alakaz in an hour or less if you fly there."
"I like the sound of that," said Aura, remembering how much fun she always had when she and Mack were up in the sky together.
"Okay, let's get to the launch bay, Aura," said Mack as he held Aura's right hand.
"If you don't mind, may I please stay here with Gloria, Mack?" asked Glacian.
"Go ahead," answered Mack with a smile, "If you need anything, just ask K-1 or Central."
"But, Glacian, don't you have duties and responsibilities back at the city?" asked Aura with concern.
"It's okay," replied Glacian, "The elders already know that I may be gone for a few weeks or so. Besides, wedding season is finally over and the elders should be able to handle the city while I'm gone."
"Then let's be off!" said Mack as he and Aura started running towards the door, "See you later, Glacian!"
"Farewell and good luck to you and Aura," said Glacian as the door closed behind Mack and Aura. Glacian gazed at his wife's face as more tears streamed down his face.
"After all these years…" said Glacian as he smiled at his sleeping mate, "We'll be together again at last, Gloria." Mack was running towards the launch bay with Aura. Aura was looking forward to flying, but Mack was somewhat worried. Over the last few days, his wings had felt rather strange. Dismissing the sensations in his wings as nothing, he and Aura continued their jog into the launch bay and were soon standing in the middle of the large room.
"Central," said Mack, his voice echoing in the gigantic room, "Please open the main doors."
"Compliance," said Central cheerfully as the massive doors above slowly opened, "Have a great flight, you two." The two lovers stared up into the evening sky. The sky was ablaze with fiery colors as the sun started to set.
"Here we go!" shouted Mack as he and Aura unfolded their majestic wings and started to flap them vigorously. After a few minutes, something seemed amiss. Mack stood still, dumbfounded as to why he and Aura were not lifting off. Aura stopped flapping her wings, as did her mate.
"What's wrong, Mack?" asked Aura, "Why aren't we flying?" Mack glanced at the metallic floor and groaned with despair: several dozen white feathers had come loose from his and Aura's wings.
"I was afraid of this…" grumbled Mack, "My wings have felt strange for days now and I know why: We aren't able to fly because we're molting."
"Molting?" said Aura with a shrug, "Well, we do have feathers. I figured we would molt sooner or later, but I didn't know when."
"Well, so much for flying there on our own," said Mack as he folded his wings behind his back, "At least we should be done molting in a few weeks at the most. I'll bet this will only happen once a year, too. Most birds only molt once a year." Aura giggled as she walked behind her mate and took a closer look at his wings. She tenderly moved the older feathers aside, getting a good look at the brighter, new feathers coming in under the old. She smiled as she ran her fingers against the soft, shimmering and growing white feathers.
"Is something wrong, sir?" asked Central, wondering why Mack and Aura had not yet departed.
"Please close the bay doors, Central," said Mack as Aura continued to play with his wings, "Aura and I will not be flying to Alakaz after all since we're molting."
"As you wish," said Central as the gigantic doors overhead started to close, "I'm afraid there are no other alternative modes of transportation available at this time. The S-1 needs repairs and the Firefox and the S-5 require maintenance."
"The hovercycle won't be able to carry us and any supplies we pick up," said Mack as he faced Aura and laughed warmly, "Are you finished yet, my princess?" Aura smiled at Mack, running her fingers through his soft wings one more time.
"I've had enough, for now," said Aura with a grin as she embraced Mack, "At least until we get to our room." Mack wrapped his arms around Aura, holding her tightly. Meanwhile, Xavier, Mack's Lugia, was sitting in the far left corner of the room, overhearing the conversation.
"Hey, lovebirds!" shouted Xavier from the other side of the room. Aura and Mack quickly faced Xavier as he stood up and walked towards them.
"Ah, what's up, Xavier?" asked Mack as Aura continued to hold onto him.
"I was going to say," said Xavier as he stretched out his massive wings, "I could carry you and Aura to Alakaz without any trouble. Carrying a bunch of supplies shouldn't be a problem for me, either."
"Thank you, Xavier," said Mack, "That would be perfect."
"You'll just have to wait until morning," yawned Xavier, "I really need to get some rest."
"That will be fine," said Mack, "Rest well, my friend."
"You too, Mack," said Xavier as he yawned again and walked back to his corner of the launch bay. Just then, Aura had an idea.
"Mack, why don't we just have Warren call Mr. Allens and send him a list of the supplies we need?" suggested Aura. Mack stared into Aura's eyes.
"That's a great idea, my love," said Mack as he moved to kiss his wife. Just then, Central's voice echoed in the large room.
"Mack, Aura: I have received word that Warren would like to have a word with you two," said Central.
"Okay, thank you," said Mack as he continued to gaze at Aura, "We'd better go, my love. We don't want to keep Warren waiting." Aura nodded her head in agreement as she released Mack from her embrace. The two Gardevoirs then proceeded out of the launch bay, hand in hand. Mack glanced at Aura as a stray feather drifted off her wings and onto the silvery floor. Neither Mack nor Aura had noticed what was happening and Mack suspected that he and his mate had been molting for days now. He was hoping his and Aura's loose feathers had not caused anyone any trouble.
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Warren was sitting in his office at his desk, dealing with a mountain of paperwork. He had been reading and signing papers for hours now. Still, he enjoyed getting to serve and protect his small town. Nevertheless, he was getting tired and hungry. Warren had decided to make himself a simple, hasty dinner: a tuna sandwich with dill pickles and a glass of milk. Able to ignore his hunger no longer, Warren put down his black fountain pen and picked up his sandwich.
"I really should have eaten dinner sooner," thought Warren as he glanced at a nearby clock: the time was now 8:12 in the evening. Warren glanced at his simple meal and proceeded to take a large bite out of his sandwich. The flavor was good, but when he bit through the sandwich, he heard a strange crunch and immediately felt an unwelcome, fuzzy sensation in his mouth. He doubled over in his chair and spat the offending food out into a nearby garbage can. Warren then, opened his sandwich, wondering what on earth had happened. He soon got his answer: right in the middle of his sandwich now sat half a soft, white feather. He removed the feather and stared at it.
"How the devil did that get in there?" thought a bewildered Warren as Mack and Aura entered the room.
"Good evening, Warren," said Aura cheerfully.
"Did you need to speak with us?" asked Mack. Glacian ignored the Guardians' greetings and fixed his gaze on their majestic wings. Minutes ticked by one after another.
"Are you okay?" asked Aura with concern. Warren continued to stare at Mack and Aura's wings, waiting. More time passed as Mack and Aura stood patiently in the middle of Warren's office. Just then, Warren saw a single feather come loose from Aura's wings. He watched as the white feather drifted ever so tenderly onto the floor.
"Eureka!" shouted Warren with triumph. Mack and Aura glanced at each other, confused at Warren's unusual behavior.
"Warren, did you actually have something to say to us, or did you just want to watch Aura and I molt?" asked Mack impatiently. Warren coughed and straightened his tie.
"Sorry, I was just trying to find out where these irritating feathers were coming from," said Warren laughing a bit as he held out the half-eaten feather, "I just found one in my sandwich. They certainly don't go well with tuna." Mack glanced at Aura with a worried look on his face.
"I suppose not," said Mack sheepishly while Aura blushed from embarrassment and giggled nervously, "I thought you were going senile for a moment."
"Certainly not!" laughed Warren as he glanced about his desk, looking for something, "The members of my family have always been blessed with great minds. Now, where did the rest of my sandwich get to?"
"It's in the top left drawer of you desk," said Aura.
"Poppycock!" said Warren with disbelief, "Why on earth would I put a sandwich in there?" Warren opened the drawer and, much to his shock, found the remnants of his tuna sandwich.
"Why did put it in there?" asked Warren, "Maybe I am losing it." Mack heard Aura giggle mischievously and glanced at his mate with a raised eyebrow.
"Sorry!" said Aura nervously, "I just couldn't resist, so I teleported your sandwich into your desk drawer when you weren't paying attention." Warren laughed.
"Good, so I'm not losing my touch," said Warren, "That reminds me, back to the business of your feathers."
"Yeah, sorry about that," said Mack nervously.
"You don't have to be afraid," said Warren calmly, "I know you meant no harm. Anyway, why don't you and Aura help each other out by attending to each other's wings? You are married, so there's nothing wrong with doing something so intimate." Aura smiled with delight: she liked the idea of getting to tenderly preen Mack's wings, running her fingers through them, pulling out loose feathers and then having her loving mate do the same for her. Aura blushed as she faced Mack.
"I think we should do as he says," said Aura with excitement, "I think we'll have a wonderful time, just you and me."
"Business before pleasure, my princess," said Mack tenderly as he held Aura close and passed off a piece of paper to Warren, "I need you to please call Mr. Allens and see if he can get these supplies for me." Warren glanced at the list.
"Looks like you're either planning a small war or a science project with this," said Warren jokingly as he read through the list, "I'll give him a call as soon as possible."
"Thank you very much," said Mack as he started to leave the room with Aura at his side.
"Hold on, please," said Warren as he held out the list, "What, may I ask, do you need these things for and what did Glacian make of that frozen Gardevoir?"
"I'll just be blunt, it's getting late," said Mack as he held Aura tightly, "Glacian found out that the frozen Gardevoir is actually his mate, Gloria. She's trapped, alive and well, in a large block of nevermeltice. To get her out safely, I'll need the parts and supplies on the list to make some high-precision cutting lasers that Central will guide in order to free Gloria."
"You found Glacian's mate AND she's alive?!" shouted Warren with surprise, "That's wonderful! I'll make that call right away! I'll let you know what's up in the morning over breakfast."
"Thank you," said Mack as he returned his attention to Aura.
"Let's go, honey," said Aura blissfully as she and Mack left the room holding hands. Warren smiled as the lovers left the office and started to their room. In the hallway, Arthur and Jasmine watched as Mack and Aura stepped into their room and shut the door tight.
"It's so nice to see the Guardians so deep in love," giggled Jasmine as Arthur carried her into their own room for the night.
"One thing's for sure," said Arthur with a smile as he gently set Jasmine on her feet and wrapped his arms around her, "We'll have to be there when their first Ralts is born." Jasmine smiled at her loving mate.
"What do you want to bet it will be a girl?" asked Jasmine with a bright smile as she placed a hand on her belly.
"Does it really matter?" asked Arthur tenderly, "We're going to have a child and that is joy enough for me, whether we have a son or a daughter."
"Still, I wonder what it will be," said Jasmine blissfully.
"We'll know in the spring," said Arthur softly as he continued to embrace his wife, "We'll know in the spring, my love." The sun was now setting behind the Gardev mountains as twilight descended upon the small town. Glacian, still in the medical room of Mack's lab, gazed at Gloria with delight. He was going to enjoy telling everyone how his long lost mate had been found, but he was also nervous, knowing that he would have to break a promise he made to his family just months ago.
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