"I did it! I really did it!" Eevy threw herself onto her bed, "I actually beat the Elite 4!"

"Yes, we know," Luri snorted, "Could you stop saying that? You’re giving me a headache."

"Can’t you be any nicer to me? I am your boss now, ya’ know."

Luri just gave a quick smile and leaned back in the chair, "Do you like your new room?"

"Like it? I love it! This place is great! No more sharing rooms, no more camping out, and no more traveling! Except on certainly rare occasions."

"You know, life here isn’t all fun and games," now that Luri seemed to have Eevy’s undivided attention, she continued, "The Gym Leaders rant and rave about everything. One mess up and they’re on your back for the rest of your natural life. I’m not totally sure they’ll be too thrilled with us having a new Champion, let alone a first year trainer like you."

"So, basically you’re telling me to watch my back."

"And every other direction," Will pushed in from the doorway, "Especially around the ones with the bigger egos. Like Whitney, Pryce, Konohana, Surge and especially Claire."

Eevy made a face of deep thought, "OK," she shrugged, "Will do. Now be gone so I can change for the party!"

"I don’t think it’ll be as much of a party as she hopes," Will muttered.

"Uh huh," Luri nodded.

*^~^**^~^*

Sooney was overly bubbly now, as she was just awaiting her dream to finally come true. Morty was walking around directly behind Eevy; ready to slug any of his Gym Leader peers that may be tempted to pester his sister. She just kept shaking her head at the way he was hanging over her shoulder. Lance was too busy fluttering around to have noticed the fact Peter was lounging around the premises of the Meeting Hall. Eevy noticed him following and shoed her brother off for the moment.

"Why are you following me?" her eyes narrowed slowly.

"Uh…For fun?" he answered in a question, then turning and cracking himself in the forehead.

She snickered at his idiocy, "Why are you always beating on yourself like that?"

"I don’t really know," he shrugged then noticing something was missing, "Where’s your cloak?"

"I wasn’t aware I should have one," she drooped as she noticed just about everyone else in the house was wearing one; even Morty.

"They’re right in your closet," he snatched her wrist, "Come on!"

Not that he really had to direct her around the house, but it certainly was helpful at some points, "So? Now what?"

"That closet has your capes and cloaks in it," he pointed across the room, "I took the liberty of picking the color," he smiled wide, "Hope it suits you."

She narrowed one eye at him, "We’ll see," she slowly creaked the door open, "Yes!" she jumped, "It’s perfect! This purple is just what I wanted!"

Lance laughed to himself, "No duh!" he thought, "I already knew that."

"It’s just perfect! This is exactly the color I wanted!" she threw it over her shoulders and took a quick spin, slamming into him, "Sorry."

"Don’t be," he watched her turn bright red, "There you go again. Turning red whenever I talk to you."

She snickered nervously, "I’m not quite in Champion mode yet, you know? I’m not used to being able to boss the Elite 4 and Gym Leaders around."

"It takes time," the clock chimed 6:30, "I guess we’d better go if we’re to get there on time."

"Yeah!" she turned and zipped away with Lance practically wilting behind her.

*^~^**^~^*

Yuu-Yuu was sitting on the balcony, laughing wildly with Medira and Sooney. Eusine was too busy with Mizu to be paying them any attention. Beth was bolting around the room, getting picture after picture of Gym Leaders and ignoring everyone else. Morty was desperately trying to get rid of Whitney due to the evil looks he was getting from Lisle, and Eevy, Kratos and the Elite sat on the slightly risen stage, talking and laughing.

"Look at her," Claire snorted to Rei, "Giggling and twittering with him," her eyes went frantically between Lance and Eevy, "Like some kind of hyena."

"You’re just jealous," Rei laughed, then turned dead serious, "But it is starting to get on my nerves too. Laughing and chattering like they’ve known each other forever."

"I always thought Lance would wind up with me."

"Yeah right! He’s interested in me, not you, Claire."

"Dream on!"

"Doesn’t matter. There’s nothing we can do now. Those two are stuck together like glue whether anybody believes it or not."

"Don’t be so sure," Claire gave a wicked grin, "What he really wants is power…And I know just how to deliver it to him."

Rei looked at her with a questioning expression, "What are you up to?"

"Hey, Rei!" Shurdi shoved up between them, "What’s up?"

"Your pain meter if you don’t back off!" Claire smacked him in the face, "We’ve got bigger Qwilfish to fry. Come on, Rei."

"They’re planning something," Iskur whispered, "Maybe we’d better tell Eevy."

Shurdi nodded and grabbed his brother’s arm, running across the room, "If Claire’s going to do what I think she is, Eevy’s gotta be prepared."

"Hold it there, boys!" Morty jumped in front of them, "What’s the rush?"

"Get out of the way! It’s really important!" Iskur shouted, trying to get past.

"Don’t think so!" Morty shoved them away, kicking and screaming, as he totally missed the real threat walking right up to Eevy.

"Hey, Mistress!" Claire waved from the floor, "How’s it going?"

Lance scowled down at her, "What’d you want, Claire?"

Claire gave him a flirty smile, causing him to gag, "Mistress. How does it feel to be so high in command?"

"Don’t answer her," Will whispered to Eevy, "She’s playing games. Ignore her."

"It’s not worth the hassle," Luri added, "Just forget she’s there."

Jason was ignoring them and staring up at the second story, "Come on," he slightly snorted at himself, "Come down here!"

"Ignore her, Eevy," Lance cautioned.

"It’s going fine, Claire. I’m quite happy with my position," Eevy answered Claire, causing the Elite to crack themselves in the foreheads, "Why?"

"Well, if you’re confident enough," Claire’s grin grew filled with evil, "let’s have a match. A quick one on one wouldn’t hurt either of us."

"Don’t do it," Will warned her, "I’m telling you she’s playing games."

"I don’t think so, Claire," Eevy shook her head, "Go have your fun with someone else."

"If you’d rather not, I do suppose it’s not surprising. I mean, Champions lose their nerve after getting as far as you. It’s understandable."

"Let it fly," Luri tried to calm Eevy as she saw her turning red, "Let her jabber all she wants."

"Claire," Eevy stood up, noticing all eyes focusing in on her, "You’ve got yourself a challenge."

"No!" Lance shook his head wildly, "It’s not worth it."

"Defending honor is part of my job," Eevy winked, "I’ll beat her."

"Don’t get over confident!" Claire jumped back, "Let’s go!" she headed for the door.

"Hold it!" Eevy stopped her, "We will battle here, now. A true Mistress can adjust to any situation."

Claire growled nastily, "Fine," she shoed everyone out of the way, "One on one, as I said?"

"Fine with me," Eevy descended the steps to the side of the stage, her long light purple cloak billowing around her for real this time, "Let’s do it!"

"I’ll choose first! I choose you! Dragonair!" Claire released her Poke’Ball out into the center of the separated crowd.

The Gym Leaders noticed a smirk cross their Champion’s lips, "Alright then," she removed a Poke’Ball from her belt under her cloak, "I choose, Jolt Ball!"

"A Jolteon?" Claire laughed, "You honestly expect to beat me with a Jolteon?"

"You have no idea," Eevy watched Lovo scuff the floor with his front right paw, "I’ll allow you to go first. You’ll need the advantage."

"That’s what you think. Go, Dragonair! Use Wrap attack!" Claire was getting haughty.

"Lovo, Agility now," Eevy hardly shouted.

The Jolteon zipped to the side as the Dragonair slammed to the ground where he had been. Lovo zipped past other Gym Leaders, sending them back a step. Dragonair tried again, missing again. Lovo continued his Agility, roaring faster and faster every second.

"Damn. That’s fast," Claire muttered as she watched it continue its full blown sprint, "Dragonair! Use your tail to stop him!"

"Lovo, try to avoid!"

Lovo was going too fast to avoid tripping over Dragonair’s extended tail. He caught his front legs on it and flipped away, sliding away on his chin and chest. His back end flopped down with Dragonair rushing over and Slamming him in the back.

"Great job, Dragonair! We’re gonna win this! Use Wrap attack to finish it off!"

Eevy started laughing wildly as Dragonair twirled around Lovo, "You’re even more of an idiot than I thought!" she snickered.

"What’s so funny?" Claire questioned carefully.

"That was the dumbest move anyone I’ve faced has ever made!" Eevy shook her head, "Now, Lovo! It’s time to end this! Thunder attack, now!"

Claire let out a high-pitched shriek as Lovo lit into her Dragonair with all his might. Dragonair flailed and wailed wildly, roaring and crying out with as much pain as could be imagined. The coiled Dragon- type’s body went limp and Lovo jumped away, coming to a stop beside Eevy. Claire nearly fell over, seeing her strongest Dragonair defeated by a Jolteon.

"Dragonair! No way!" she bugged, "Impossible!"

"You were very good, Lovo," Eevy knelt down and patted her Pokemon’s head, "Keep battling like that and you’ll be even stronger before you know it."

"Jolt!" Lovo rubbed against her, "Jolt jolteon!"

"She beat me," Claire whimpered, "Dragonair, return!"

"If you keep battling like that, Claire, I may have to replace you," Eevy practically grabbed Claire by the collar and slapped her silly, "You were great, Lovo. Return!"

"Great job, Eevy!" Ash called from the balcony, "You rule!"

"Thanks, Ash!" Eevy noticed the Gym Leaders kind of cringe at that name, "Now," she brushed her cape straight, "Anyone else care for a challenge?"

"Nah, eh heh," the group answered and turned away.

"I didn’t think so," Eevy smacked her mouth tiredly and walked up the steps again.

"That was a good one," Will nodded as she sat back down.

"You toasted her," Luri snickered, "She deserved it."

"Uh, news flash," Jason was actually speaking, "I don’t think she’s listening."

Actually, he was right. Eevy was totally ignoring them to talk to Lance. Claire and Rei just stood in the corner, huffing incoherent things to each other. Cain Tatosi pushed into the conversation from the floor in front of the stage. Lance muttered nasty comments about nosey Gym Leaders under his breath, causing Eevy to laugh lightly.

"Long time no see, Eevy," Cain smiled wide.

"True," Eevy nodded, causing Lance to growl.

"Care to dance?" that question sent Lance into a burning fury.

"Sure," Lance felt his jaw smack the floor when Eevy stood up.

"Hold on there," Lance whined, catching her wrist.

Eevy noticed his serious face and gave him a huge smile, "You know what, Cain," Eevy shrugged, "Maybe later."

Cain slouched and turned around, leaving Lance blank faced, "What happened?"

Luri cracked him in the back of the head, "You’re a dork."

Lance noticed he didn’t have her wrist anymore, "Uh, what are you doing?" he looked between his wrist and her face as he realized that she now had him.

"Come on!" she dragged him down the steps, "Let’s dance!"

Jason panted up the stairs, "We…need…an elevator," he gagged.

He spotted Medira laughing with the other girls. He cracked his knuckles and started over but Whitney, Jenna and Sissy jumped in his way. He sighed and slouched as each one started her own cute laughter, trying to sucker him into dancing. He noticed Medira glance at him, frown, and return to her conversation. He shook his head and shoved the three girls from his way. They all whined and started wailing as Jason walked away.

"Hello, Medira," were the only two words out of his mouth.

Everyone but Medira turned away to laugh, "Yes?" she squeaked.

"How about a dance? Please?" he was close to begging.

She almost said no, but something triggered, "Sure," to come out instead.

He sprang into the air, "Great! Come on!" he dragged her down the stairs.

"Still hasn’t taken one sip of her drink," Peter huffed, "How dull. Come on! Take a drink!"

*^~^**^~^*

"They’ve been dancing for hours," Luri yawned wide, "Aren’t they going to take a break?"

"I guess not," Will moaned and slouched to put his chin on the table, "But I’m getting sick of sitting."

"You know," Eevy murmured as she continued dancing, "I do miss Dragon, but I think I should move on."

Lance wasn’t quite sure how to respond to that, "Really?" was all he said.

She nodded with her head on his shoulder, "Yeah. What do you think?" she stood straight.

"I miss JP a lot," Medira sighed while looking to her side, "But I think it’s best if I try to get on with things."

"Maybe," Jason was too busy daydreaming to really offer a reply.

"I’m almost certain," she squeezed his waist, "You’re not so bad."

He twittered for a moment, "Uh, thanks," he didn’t dare let her know he was too busy fluttering to have actually heard anything other than that last remark.

"What do I think?" Lance asked blankly, "Well, uh…I…hmm…um…"

"Forget I asked," she smiled wide, smiling and meeting his eyes, then seeming to stiffen.

"Something wrong?" he looked overly concerned.

Her eyes started slowly narrowing and the colors twisting together. Flashbacks started flowing and memories returning. Eyes of bliss turned to eyes of utter anger. Mussels tensed and teeth locked together. Back erect and shoulders stiff, she stepped away. Those eyes. Those perfectly sandy-brown eyes. Eyes of a familiar presence never to have been forgotten. A gaze filled with purity now wreaked of lies and tricks. The sound of the Champion Mistress’s backhand slapping across the worried face of her Elite Fourth halted every single movement in the room. It didn’t take long to pinpoint the couple, as everyone had backed away. Will and Luri jumped up, seeing their new Mistress and fellow Elite locked in the worst of all possible situations.

"You," Eevy swallowed as she shook her head slowly, "You. It was you all this time. I remember now. The party. The dance. The memory wipe. That lamer than lame excuse for why I was out like a light. The hidden identities and the lies. The shadowed faces and the cloaks and aliases. The torture you put me through here. The tricks to get close to me. Those eyes of perfect hue. Every little lie you told. I remember everything," her eyes went narrow again, "Dragon."

"What?" Lance stepped back and nearly suffocated, "How?"

"No way," Will’s eyes just about hit the floor, "I took her memories."

"How could she remember?" Luri whispered, "It’s impossible."

"You lied to me. Never telling me who you really were. Lying your way around like a spider with a web. Weaving and crafting to get exactly what you wanted and you thought you had it. Well, guess what. You don’t! And you two!" Eevy turned on Will and Luri, "Phantom and Starla! Drop the act! You!" she spun to face Jason, "JP! Lay off! It’s over! This game is played and none of you won!"

"JP?" Medira pulled him to her face, then seeing the brilliant emerald green she admired in JP’s eyes, "It is you! You! You lied to me!" she shoved him away, "How dare you!"

"I knew you’d be mad. Please don’t," Lance begged, "You know who I am so you must already know how much I love you. Please don’t do this."

"Lay off!" Eevy snapped, "No more games! No more secrets! No more lies! I know who you are now and I’m not even the least bit interested in you anymore!"

"It’s them," Sooney, Yuu-Yuu and Mizu moaned together, eyes and mouths gaping.

"Medira, don’t do this," Jason pleaded, "Please don’t be this angry with me! I love you, Medira! I really do! You can’t say you don’t feel the same way about me!"

"I can and I will," Medira turned around, "Lie after lie after lie. That’s all you can say, isn’t it? I don’t want any part of you or your web of trickery. Never, ever, again."

"Don’t say that," Lance choked, "Eevy. My love. Don’t do this."

"Forget it!" Eevy’s voice broke as she took off out of the room, Lance trailing behind.

"Medira, I’m so sorry," Jason swallowed, "I swear I am. No lies."

"Don’t even start!" Medira trembled as she bolted from the room with Jason tripping along behind.

"What was that all about?" Falkner asked as he looked between the door, the remaining Elite, and Eevy’s group upstairs.

"I have no clue," Rudy shook his head stiffly as the Elite and Eevy’s group took off out the door.

*^~^**^~^*

Eevy slammed past Will as he tried to stop her, "Get out of my way, Logos!" she barked and shoved him to the side, "Tell me there’s something to beat on around here."

"Uh, yeah. Downstairs in the basement gym," Will stepped back, "Why?"

"I’d rather hit something than someone."

"Oh."

Eevy stomped down the stairs and plowed her way to the punching back. She immediately started kicking and punching at it, swinging it side to side with each huge slam she put it through.

"Could you please calm down?" Lance begged, "You’re going to hurt someone. Probably me."

"Do you think I really care?"

"By that face you’re giving me, no."

"Then leave me the hell alone!" she kicked at him, sending him away a step.

"Would you please stop that?!" he barked, "I’m sorry I lied to you, but you’ve heard and seen how much I love you! Please don’t be so upset!"

"No, Lance," she refused flatly, "No. I’m done with your games and lies!"

"If that’s the way you feel, fine!" Lance turned and stomped away, holding back on falling to the floor and curling up to wail.

"Stupid jack-moron!" she slammed the punching bag harder than before, snapping one of the chains in two.

She toppled forward, latching both arms all the way around the punching back. She slipped down, falling to her knees, but refusing to let go. The tears flowed and her anger towered skyward, reaching its highest point. She growled while crying and snapped back, shoving the training gear forward with her right arm. As it swung back at her, she brought her left fist forward, rotating it as she struck. With one tremendous slam that echoed through all four floors of her new home, the remaining two chains suspending the punching back cracked and snapped apart. It fell to the floor in front of her with a heavy and hard thud as she dropped to her hands and knees and gripped the mat.

"He lied to me…I can’t believe he lied to me…" she choked out loud to herself, puddles of salty water accumulating in the dents her hands made in the mat, "After everything we went through…Everything we did and fought for…He lied to me…And kept so much from me…Who he supposedly loves more than anything in the world. I can’t…Believe he’d do this to me…" she shut her eyes tightly, "I loved him…I thought he was the one…But now this. Why would he do such a thing…? Why won’t you tell me, Raikou…? Help me understand…Please…" she rolled back, sitting down and pulling her knees up to her forehead, "Please, Raikou…Please…"

She started wailing in that non-Eevy way that could only signify immense pain and hurt. Not from bruises or cuts or gashes; but from anguish of the mind and heart. Raikou had chosen her because she was strong of all four important characteristics. The mind, the heart, the body, and the soul. It appeared to him now, just at this point, that perhaps her spirit was broken. She was curled up in a ball, withering in despair. And this was partially Raikou’s own fault. Yet he was unable to help her. All Legends were sworn not to intercede in a case such as this. When a situation such as this one amounted from anything concerning anyone they were at all in the aid of, they were forbidden to help correct it until all of the people involved began to see their wrong ways and work to rectify their mistakes. The problem here was that only Lance was seeing he had done wrongly. Eevy, on the other hand, did not. All she saw was the way the one person she had thought she loved most had betrayed her in such a way, that she wouldn’t even look his way. This was not a place for Beasts or Birds or Psychics or Guardians to step in; for the time being, this was their problem. And theirs alone.

Eevy hadn’t noticed it at the time, but the door hadn’t latched again…Until just then.

*^~^**^~^*

"Medira!" Jason kept running behind her as she slammed the door to her room in Rainbow Mansion open, "Medira, wait! Please wait!"

"No! Forget it!" she slammed the door in his face, "Just leave me alone!"

"I don’t want to!" he caught the door right before it slammed shut, "I really am sorry! Please don’t be this mad at me!"

"I can be as mad as I damn well please!" she suddenly slapped her hand over her own mouth, "Now you see what you made me do?! You made me swear! I’ve been holding back on that!"

"Hey! Calm down!" he jumped back as she swung an annoyed punch at him, "I honestly didn’t mean to hurt you, Medira. It was a total mistake. I would have told you, but I knew it couldn’t work."

"Besides my being super pissed at you, why won’t it work?"

"Because you’re not a member of the Elite. You can’t stay in the city, Medira. I’d lose you anyway."

The reality of what he had been saying finally actually sunk in all the way. She turned to him, scowling, then slouching. Her shoulders loosened and her eyes softened. An aching pain in her chest tore through her will to say no. All she could see now was JP; different in so many ways, but also identical. Then Entei spoke three words to her in her head: "You love him."

It felt to her like her heart shattered, "Jason!" she wailed and threw herself at him, "I’m so sorry! I do love you, I really do!"

"It feels great to hear my real name," he slightly snickered, then turned serious, "But it’s not you that should be sorry. It’s me. I lied, just like you said I did, and I still thought I’d get away with it somehow. I am so sorry," he wrapped his arms around her and noticed she was bawling, "I really am."

"I believe you," her voice broke, "But I’ll never be able to stay with you."

"There’s only one person I know who can fix that and I’m not sure she’ll want to do me any favors."

"At least I know who you are; or rather were," she finally stopped crying, "I love you, Jason."

It felt like the weight of the world had been lifted from his shoulders, "I love you so much," he backed her up and kissed her forehead, "I really do, Medira."

Notes
Ahh…Evilness is such a good thing, no? And so is depression. Such honest emotions. But, hey, if somebody did this to you, would you be thrilled? I wouldn’t, but that’s just me…Well, head on to the next sector (mentioned in the beginning notes) and I’ll see you there. Away!

Blue Venomoth (Alternate Color, Male)
Lvl-32, HP-93, Atk-59, Def-56, Sp.Atk-75, Sp.Def-66, Spd-76
Item-Burnt Berry, Exp-33476
Confusion, Thief, Toxic, Leech Life
From: Caught in Ilex Forest as Blue Venonat and Evolved in Crystal