Pokemon: I Transmigrated Twice

"She is Dr. Stephen's woman!"

Already masked, Sird stood at the edge of the ruins' battlefield and reminded, "Do you know what the consequences will be if you kill her, Boss Cyrus? Do you think our Team Galactic can bear it?"

Upon hearing this, Cyrus raised his hand the next moment to stop Gyarados from delivering the final blow.

As for why Cynthia left Sinnoh to join Alola, Akagi didn't know the specifics.

But having a troublesome figure leave Sinnoh was beneficial for Team Galactic.

So back then, even as chairman of the Sinnoh League, despite his subordinates' strong objections, he signed Cynthia's transfer application without hesitation.

Thinking back now... Hmph, no wonder she wanted to go to Alola at that time. Turns out, the two of them were already together back then.

Cynthia, slightly hunched and gasping, instinctively wanted to refute, but wisely kept her mouth shut.

If she dared to say more now, her life would end right here.

"Forget it. We've already obtained the intel we wanted. All that's left is to take action."

Cyrus withdrew Gyarados and strode away.

Sird said nothing further and followed closely behind, leaving Cynthia with only their backs.

On the other side, Joker looked at the collapsed Kyurem and muttered, "So, will this make that grumpy old dragon submit..."

However, the unconscious Kyurem obviously couldn't answer him.

Joker waved his hand, signaling Hoopa to send Kyurem back to Unova, and then returned to the ruins.

"You lost?"

Seeing Cynthia, dirty all over and covered with wounds but nothing fatal, Stephen (now in casual clothes) blinked and asked.

Cynthia glanced at him and then slumped against the ruins' wall, muttering, "So embarrassing..."

She survived because of the reason: she is Stephen's woman.

Seeing how dejected she looked, Stephen grabbed her hand and carried her in a princess hold.

"What are you doing?"

Cynthia was startled, her earlobes instantly turning red.

"Let's go home and discuss things slowly."

Stephen smiled and carried her through the teleportation gate.

Hearing the commotion, Sinnoh's paparazzi came running.

And they just happened to witness this scene.

...

The next day, because there was a need to discuss Team Galactic, Cynthia rarely came to Aether Paradise to have breakfast with Stephen, Karen, and Will.

"Is Team Galactic... strong?" Karen took a sip of coffee and asked.

Like Team Flare in Kalos, which had Lysandre as cover, Team Galactic had always been well hidden thanks to its leader.

It was only discovered by the League yesterday.

Of course, it hadn't made the news yet.

After all, the League still needed to save face.

They couldn't afford another criminal leader scandal after Giovanni's identity was exposed.

"In terms of overall strength, they're a notch above Team Flare. But now that Sird has defected, the only one to watch out for is Cyrus, who's high-level champion class."

Stephen compared the two organizations in his head.

Both Team Galactic and Team Flare have two champion-level members.

Galactic: Cyrus and Sird.

Flare: Lysandre and Malva.

But Lysandre is just barely champion-level, while the other three are high-level champions.

That's a significant gap.

But with Sird's defection, the situation is completely different.

"So aren't they all just trash?"

With his mouth full of jam, Will said disdainfully, "Giovanni's men alone should be enough to deal with them, right?"

"...I'll handle him."

Finally finding a chance to chime in, Cynthia said.

Sinnoh's problems should be solved by Sinnoh people—she wanted to judge the traitor herself.

Yesterday's defeat only strengthened Cynthia's resolve.

Seeing Cynthia's determined expression, Stephen thought for a moment and said, "Then let Aster go with you. She needs some training for her recovery, and Team Galactic is a good fit."

Is Team Galactic just a pushover?

Cynthia didn't know what to say.

But considering Stephen's lineup, it wasn't surprising for him to say that.

"By the way, who is this lady?"

Cynthia noticed the girl sitting diagonally across from her, wearing a cloak that covered everything below her neck, looking socially anxious and having not spoken a word since breakfast—Aster.

"A new member of Team Rocket. Shirona, you'll need to start training again, so practice with her."

...

After breakfast, everyone headed to the Aether Paradise artificial island plaza.

"Soar through the sky! Garchomp!"

Cynthia immediately called out her ace Pokémon.

She didn't know Aster's origins, but in her experience, only Will and Karen were qualified to dine with Su Sheng—so this person must be on their level.

She'd have to go all out from the start.

As Cynthia wondered what kind of Pokémon Aster would send out, Aster instead stepped onto the battlefield herself.

"Huh?"

Cynthia was stunned—this scene seemed familiar.

The next second, Aster suddenly whipped off her cloak, revealing her body.

When Cynthia saw the scales covering Aster's right side, the sharp claws, and dragon legs identical to a Pokémon, her eyes widened.

Even Garchomp was incredulous—what the heck is that!?

"Well then... please take care of me."

As Cynthia and her Pokémon stared in shock, Aster opened her mouth.

In an instant, she rushed in front of Garchomp, her right-arm dragon claw glowing a sharp green, forming a triple blade.

Dragon Claw!

Though shocked, Garchomp's champion-level battle instincts kicked in.

Without thinking, Garchomp's right claw blazed orange as it met the attack with Brick Break.

The two close-range moves clashed for less than two seconds before Garchomp overpowered Aster.

"As expected, when it comes to raw power, true Pokémon still have the upper hand."

Karen commented.

"Cynthia's Garchomp is champion-level, after all, and this is Aster's first battle... hmm?"

Before Stephen could finish, Aster twisted, maneuvered to Garchomp's side, grabbed its shoulder with her human-like left arm, and nimbly leaped onto its back.

"So agile!"

Will exclaimed.

But what happened next was even more shocking.

Aster, now riding Garchomp's shoulders, opened her small mouth and fired a blue-green laser wave, striking Garchomp on the back of the head.

Dragon Pulse!

"That girl... what exactly is she...?"

Cynthia was completely stunned.

"By the way, is this okay, Stephen?"

Karen suddenly remembered, "Team Galactic has already started moving, right? There shouldn't be much time left for these two to train."

After all, reality isn't a game. Even with prodigies like Red and Blue, a year of travel would only get them to the Elite Four level at best.

No way they could reach peak champion strength like in the games.

And now that Cyrus knows how to control Dialga and Palkia, there isn't much time left for Aster and Cynthia to train.

"Emmm... in that case..."

Stephen pondered.

...

...

While Stephen was busy, other factions weren't idle either.

Unova, Village of Dragons.

This place in Unova is like Dragon's Den in Johto—a sacred land for countless Dragon-type trainers, home to many Dragon-type Pokémon.

The current highest authority here is the Unova League's chairwoman, the Granny.

At this moment, the Granny was meeting with Indigo League Champion Lance.

Both the Unova Village of Dragons and Johto's Dragon's Den are home to many Dragon-types, so the two places naturally interact.

The current Opelucid Gym Leader, Iris, caught her Shiny Druddigon in the Village of Dragons.

"Want to become a true hero?"

Hearing Lance's purpose, the Granny frowned.

"Yes, Granny."

Lance held a deep respect for this elder, who was about the same age as Goodshow, but his eyes were filled with a hunger for power.

"I've heard—the dragon of ideals, Zekrom, has chosen the leader of the criminal Team Plasma as its hero."

Lance had barely finished when the girl next to the Elder, Iris, corrected him: "Not 'leader'—it's 'king'. The leader is Ghetsis, just like Giovanni and Joker in Team Rocket. Don't mix them up, Mr. Lance."

Originally, Team Plasma acted more covertly.

But after N obtained Zekrom, Ghetsis stopped pretending and began promoting his "free the Pokémon" ideology in Unova's big cities.

Local Gym Leaders tried to stop him.

But how could they match N, who had Zekrom?

Still, Ghetsis's high profile made it easier for the Unova League to gather intel.

Including info on King N, Leader Ghetsis, the Seven Sages, the Shadow Triad, etc...

Lance was a little annoyed, wanting to say, "Adults are talking, kids shouldn't interrupt."

But since he needed their help, he swallowed his irritation and said disdainfully, "They're just a knockoff Team Rocket."

That's right. In Lance's eyes—and most people's—Team Plasma is just a cheap imitation of Team Rocket.

They have a king too—aren't they afraid Team Rocket will sue them for copyright?

"Knockoff or not, the important thing is stopping Team Plasma."

The Elder cut them off.

As Team Plasma became more high-profile, the Unova League's investigation into its scale became clearer.

But the more they learned, the more alarmed the Elder and Alder became.

Because the organization's strength far exceeded their expectations.

Not only does N have Zekrom, but Ghetsis and the Seven Sages are all powerful. Ghetsis himself is said to be champion-level, and among the other six, one is Elite Four-level.

Ghetsis's henchmen, the Shadow Triad, when fighting together, can match champion-level power...

This lineup is already on par with a whole League's fighting force.

The Elder even worried if the Unova League could defeat Team Plasma in an all-out war.

Lance said again, "The dragon of ideals, Zekrom, chose a criminal as its hero. Isn't it natural that the dragon of truth, Reshiram, should choose me, an official League Investigator? Don't you agree, Elder? With enemies all around, the League needs greater power."

The Elder looked Lance up and down again.

Fine, she admitted he had a point.

She felt Lance had changed compared to before.

But for now, he was indeed the best candidate for the White Dragon.

As Unova League chairwoman, she'd prefer Reshiram to pick a Unova trainer.

But Zekrom had been out for a while, and Reshiram had shown no signs—meaning no Unova trainer had caught its eye.

"Sigh... I'll tell you where Reshiram lives."

The Elder sighed.

She felt Iris would be a good hero, but at only seven years old, she was too young. If she were older, maybe one of the dragons would've chosen her.

"Thank you, Elder!"

Lance's eyes flashed with fanaticism.

The Elder warned, "I'm only telling you Reshiram's location. Whether it accepts you is your own business."

"I'm confident!"

Kanto's top poser replied smugly.

The black and white dragons have been rivals for 2,500 years.

Now, the Black Dragon chose a criminal. Isn't it reasonable for the White Dragon to choose righteous me?!

And I'm so strong!

After losing to Giovanni at the Indigo Plateau, Lance believed his team still had room for improvement.

Then, the day he woke up, he saw the news that Zekrom attacked the Silph Co. branch in Unova.

He realized: the dragon of truth still hadn't picked a hero.

Isn't this dragon tailor-made for me?!

...

Meanwhile, in Unova's Giant Chasm, many Cryogonal and Vanilluxe cowered in fear from their angry boss.

[Curse it! If my power hadn't been dispersed, I wouldn't have lost to that freak!]

Having just been returned by Evil Hoopa, Kyurem roared.

The strongest dragon wasn't convinced.

Kyurem believed it lost because its power was divided.

Yes, meaning the Black and White Dragons.

Many Unova historians know the Tao Trio was originally one dragon.

Later, the Unova royal family split it into three using the Light Stone.

Truth and Ideals became Reshiram and Zekrom.

The body retaining most power became Kyurem.

In Kyurem's view, it only lost to evil Hoopa because its power was split.

If only it could reabsorb the Black and White Dragons...

But Kyurem soon met a problem.

They'd once been split by the Light Stone, so to fuse again, it needed the stone.

But after 2,500 years, where was that Light Stone now?

...

Two days later, at Alola's Manalo Arena.

Time-and-space duo Dialga and Palkia hovered over the arena, not fighting for once.

This time, the two were summoned by Stephen using Hoopa's power: "Someone wants to control you two, so to avoid that, I called you here. As a favor, help me with something."

The dragons suspected Stephen was conning them, but seeing Bewear sleeping peacefully by his side, they grudgingly went along.

Seeing Cynthia and Aster enter, Stephen stood up and called, "Don't set the difficulty too high at first. Palkia, triple gravity, please. Dialga, slow time to one-tenth normal speed."

Though the duo looked sullen, they complied.

In an instant, Aster and Cynthia felt their bodies become unbelievably heavy, staggering to their knees.

The surrounding space also changed, looking nothing like the sunny sky outside. freewebnσvel.cѳm

A simplified Hyperbolic Time Chamber was completed.

"Aster's understandable, but why help that woman too?"

Karen sat beside Stephen, dissatisfied. "She knows your secret. To be honest, we're already generous not killing her. Why help her train?"

"Oh, don't be so petty. We're all part of Alola now, and after learning about Aster's past yesterday, don't you think Cynthia's loyalty is leaning more our way?"

Stephen laughed.

At dinner yesterday, Stephen told Cynthia about Aster's origins.

Cynthia, who'd never seen much darkness, was shocked.

Mr. Stone, the continent's most famous nice person, actually stole others' Pokémon? And even killed people!?

"She's not a kid. Why put so much effort into her? Don't tell me..."

Before Karen could finish, Stephen mischievously interrupted, "Why talk about kids all of a sudden? Want a child?"

Karen, whose every spot had been explored by Stephen, blushed furiously. "Wh-what are you saying?! Don't change the subject..."

Stephen rubbed his chin and mused, "How about naming our child, Melanie?"

Even knowing Stephen was changing the subject, Karen panicked. But on hearing that name, she couldn't help but smile happily.

"If Karen's the mother, the kid would starve. We'd need a wet nurse, maybe Lorelei."

Will walked in from the stands, joining the conversation.

"Damn you, do you have a death wish!?"

While Cynthia and Aster started training, the spectators started fighting too.