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Charleon had underestimated the changes in his own body. With shocking realization, he found a single claw of his arm, now dug inside Austin's chest, all the way through his jacket and shirt, causing bright-red blood to ooze out of the clothing. His eyes widened with shock, he slowly pulled the claw out, seeing a miniature part of it now colored with a sticky, bright-red liquid.

His trainer's blood.

"Charman- Charleon," Austin called out softly, his voice filled with hesitation, paying no heed to the tiny amount of blood oozing through his chest. Charleon was present, of a much higher priority than a little blood loss. A part of his mind was beginning to feel the effects of blood loss though, as well as the effect of the dragon rush that had slamd into him with Charleon's attack.

But Charleon was past hearing it. He had given in to his rage, evolved into a monstrosity, one whose powers he couldn't fully comprehend, and had now hurt his trainer. The sa trainer who had suffered pain to save him.

That was… sacrilege.

The creature slowly took hesitant steps backward, before letting out another ear-splitting roar, and with a last look of hatred towards the blonde-haired girl, suddenly moved in, snatched Austin from her person, before leaping off the ground, before arriving on the top of a tiny hillock, before leaping off again, until the two had vanished sowhere deep inside the forests close to the volcano.

"…. Shit," Cynthia muttered. She had not seen that coming.

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Austin found himself standing in a beautiful adow covered by a thick mist.

( ~ Swish ~ )

The sound of sothing moving through the adows alerted him as he noticed his Raticate .... No, his Raticate running towards an unknown location.

Austin narrows his eyes as he looked at where Raticate is running when he found himself gazing upon a ship ..... the SS Anne ship floating above a sea of blood.

Austin scread out pleading for Raticate to stop but she didn't respond to his words or anything around her.

Austin tried to run towards her but despite moving forward, the distance between him and Raticate grew ever more distant.

" STOP! Raticate! Stop! co back !"

Austin begged her to stop as his vision faded to black.

Suddenly Austin awoke from his nightmare, finding himself upon a rocky floor inside what seed to be a rocky cavern. From the inside, it looked like he was inside one of the caverns on the exterior of the volcano, surrounded by forests on all sides. That reminded him…

"Charleon?" He squeaked, finding it a little hurting to try getting up. He looked at his chest, finding several leaves and squashed berries on his exposed chest, the front of his jacket and shirt tore rather haphazardly using claws. By the looks of it, the blood loss had stopped, though the effects of the Dragon rush had left him slightly shaken.

He thought he heard sothing shift in the shadows.

"Charleon?" He called out, hesitation, and (as much as he wanted to deny it) fear creeping into his voice. There was no saying how Charleon's ntality was after the evolution, especially because of his mutating genetics. Plus, Charleon wasn't exactly the most cooperative type and was quick and subtle to anger. In that aspect, they were very much like Charleon.

Then again, he isn't a normal Charleon, is he? He couldn't help but think.

There was a sound of splintering wood, as soone stepped into the cavern. Even from the distance, Austin could see the shadows falling into the cavern, as the dark outline of Charleon ca into view, his claws shining brightly like hot silver. His eyes, dark and yet burning with an indescribable emotion, and his tail fla, the icy blue one, flickering brightly.

For that mont, Austin knew fear.

"Charleon?" He called out, fear distinct in his voice.

Charleon made an indistinct noise, before he slashed his claws on the solid rock, causing sparkles of fla to be born, which fell onto the wood and shrubbery that Charleon had unceremoniously dropped on the floor, causing a tiny bonfire to start burning on top of the pile.

Charleon grunted towards Austin as if to inquire about his health.

Feeling a little more courage seeping into his veins, (after all, Charleon must have been the one to treat him with the berries and the leaves), he allowed his face to shift into a small grin. "I'm good. It hurts a little but I'm good enough." He paused, frowning, "why did you bring

here?"

Charleon looked at him, his expression conflicted, before becoming indecisive and slashing his powerful claws against the walls of the cavern, causing furrows to appear on the surface with every single strike.

"Those are so powerful claws you know," Ash comnted. "One strike from that and not even Clefairy would be left unhard."

Charleon grunted at the ntion of his teammates, before slowly stepping back, sitting on his back on the rocky floor, his bluish tail fla emanating a soft glow in the darkness of the cavern.

"Are you angry at what happened?"

After what seed to be several seconds, Charleon nodded his head, slowly.

"You are… angry at evolving?" Austin stressed, making sure not to sound accusing.

Charleon let out a grunt, holding out his hands, before letting out another roar.

"Whoa… peace." Austin cringed, his ears hurting at the reverberation caused by the sound. "You… you are angry because you look different, don't you?"

Another grunt, this ti of resignation.

"I think you look incredibly cool."

Charleon looked at him, wide-eyed, as if afraid his trainer had finally gone round the bend. With exaggerated facial and hand movents, he tried to convey the changes in him, the differences between what he should have beco and what he beca, pointing several tis at the wound as if his evolution was sohow to bla for that as well.

"You didn't know that I'd jump in front of Cynthia," Austin replied calmly.

The draconic creature let out a growl at the ntion of her na.

"She isn't bad, you know," Austin replied slowly, at the sa ti, pushing him up from the floor to reach towards the draconic creature near him. "She did that only to get you out of the shell you created around yourself."

Charleon grunted, as if in defiance.

"And even I am to bla for it."

The blackish dragon turned his snout towards Austin, his eyes filled with incomprehension.

"We both know that you might have looked like a Charmander, but because of the situations of your birth…" He touched Charleon's rough hide, only to find the creature suddenly shudder, though the heat emanating out of his skin was distinct yet not uncomfortable, like lukewarm water. "We both know that you were good with draconic attacks but you wanted to be a fire type, and yet…" Austin sighed. "Yet, a part of

never let go of the fact that you were more draconic than you were a fire-type. Funny, since I always loved the draconic aspects of Charizard more than their ability to breathe fire."

Charleon looked at him with surprise.

"Yeah, pretty stupid of , I know," Austin admitted, slowly caressing Charleon's rough hide. The pokémon let out a tiny warble at that, completely unlike the rowdy roar he had given out ever since his evolution. For a mont, it was almost like he was back to being a Charmander, and Austin was petting him. Almost unconsciously, he extended out his tongue to lick Austin's hand.

His trainer smiled. "See? Nothing's wrong with you. And besides, now that you accepted you are none less than a dragon, you have this an look. I an, the other Charleon will be nothing in front of you."

Charleon had to admit, that did stroke his draconic pride a little.

"Trust . What do you think the other Charleon would think, seeing you jump all that high in the air, like that? Besides, you do know that your move set is aweso, just like these claws of yours." He slowly extended another hand to touch the claws on the left hand.

Charleon flinched, rembering how the very sa claw had penetrated Austin's chest, and drawn blood.

"You are thinking about that attack, right?" Austin asked gently. "It's okay. You wouldn't have known that I'd have stepped into your path, but if I didn't… you'd have hurt Cynthia."

Charleon growled at the na again.

Austin chuckled. "She knew doing that to

would get you to throw away your stubbornness, Charleon. What you were, that was just a mask. Just a cocoon. This," he touched the steel-like claw. "This is your real self. My Charleon."

Charleon just grunted, speaking nothing.

"No one is now going to call you a baby, you know. Now you are powerful and can fight battles as one of my main battlers. You will battle for , wouldn't you?"

Charleon let out a growl indignantly as if Austin had just insulted him by even ntioning it. Of course, he would.

Austin grinned. "Then just you watch. The other trainers wouldn't even know what hit them, that is… if you start accepting who you are."

Charleon looked away.

"Charleon," Austin muttered, "you are now a pure dragon, and my mom always tells

to be the best I can be. I want you to be the best you can be. If you are a dragon, I need you to beco the best and most powerful dragon ever."

Charleon considered the thought.

"Think about it. There is no one like you. This ans, there will be no one as powerful as you. All you need to do is accept it, and start believing that if anyone can do it, then it is you."

The draconic Pokémon found him grunting in agreent.

"And that ans, you will not attack Cynthia anymore. She only wanted to help you, help us—get rid of our stubbornness."

Charleon snorted.

"I'm serious. Think about what you could learn from that powerful Garchomp."

Thinking about that monstrosity only made Charleon angrier.

"Don't be like that." Austin chided. "She's a Champion-level pokémon. If you don't learn from her now, how will you grow powerful? We will train alongside Cynthia's pokémon, and when it is ti, we will defeat them....."

Austin's voice broke as he muttered, "We will beco so strong that never will we lose one of our own."

That Charleon found himself agreeing with.

Austin grinned, before looking outside before a nasty thought ca to him. "Umm… Charleon? How are we going to return?"

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