Pokemon: I Transmigrated Twice-Chapter 220: Pokemon: I Transmigrated Twice []

The trio passed through a long, dark tunnel and entered a conference room. The room was extremely dim, with only the faint light from the projection screen behind the main seat barely illuminating the figure sitting there.

"Welcome to Team Flare, King of Team Rocket, and the King's left and right hands."

Wrapped tightly in a black robe, Lysandre spoke in a low voice, gesturing for the three to sit down.

The King's left and right hands—these were the new nicknames the black market had given Karen and Psychic Fatty.

"No need to sit. Anyway, you'll soon..."

It had been a while since Will found something fun, and he was quite excited. Seeing their target was within reach, he grinned wickedly and was about to summon his Pokémon to take Lysandre's head.

But just as Will reached for his belt, Joker raised a hand to press down on his shoulder, signaling him not to act rashly.

"Huh?"

Will's eyes under the mask were full of confusion as he looked at Joker.

But he saw Joker had already sat down.

Karen, though equally puzzled, found a seat to the left when she saw Joker sit, saying no more.

"What the heck..."

Will muttered under his breath and sat on the right.

Weren't they supposed to attack Lysandre on sight? This wasn't the plan at all.

"As previously agreed: after we succeed, the Cocoon of Destruction is ours, and Hoopa goes to Team Rocket. No problem with that?"

Lysandre spoke again, his face hidden under the robe.

Hoopa's powers were certainly abnormal, but he didn't value it that much.

What Lysandre cared about were the two keys needed to activate the Ultimate Weapon: Xerneas and Yveltal!

Now Xerneas had already been caught by Malva, but the troublesome Cocoon of Destruction was still with Dr. Stephen.

"Agreed. What's the specific plan?"

Joker asked calmly.

"Tomorrow, Dr. Stephen will participate as a guest in the Junior Cup exhibition match at Lumiose Arena. When the match ends and the winner is decided, Dr. Stephen will go on stage as a special guest to present the award. At that time, he'll be separated from Hoopa. We, Team Flare, will seize the opportunity to snatch Hoopa, while you, Team Rocket, fend off Dr. Stephen's pursuit."

Lysandre quickly laid out the plan.

Joker raised an eyebrow. "Dr. Stephen could easily take Hoopa on stage with him. How can you guarantee they'll be separated?"

Usually, the Junior Cup champion was awarded by the local League Champion, like in the anime where Alder awarded the Unova Junior Cup. But because Dr. Stephen was so popular, Diantha wanted Stephen to do the awarding instead.

But Stephen could just as easily take Hoopa with him. How would they separate them?

"We have our methods. Your organization doesn't need to worry about that."

Lysandre replied indifferently.

"Fine."

Joker didn't press further, got up, and prepared to leave.

"Huh? Just... just leaving like that?"

Will looked baffled.

Weren't they supposed to kill him?

"What, you want to stay for dinner?"

Joker patted him on the shoulder.

Will scratched his head. Karen glared at him and mouthed, "Stephen will explain later."

Seeing Karen's cue, Will released his Gardevoir, who used Teleport to take the three of them out of Team Flare's underground base.

When only Lysandre was left in the conference room—

A secret door on the left suddenly opened, and a seductive figure stepped out. "That chubby guy just now—he had killing intent."

It was Malva.

Lysandre's voice was emotionless. "I noticed."

Though he wasn't as strong as Malva, he was at least past the Champion threshold—his perception was decent.

"Still going through with this plan? Cooperating with Team Rocket is like asking a tiger for its skin."

Concern flickered in Malva's eyes behind her red sunglasses.

"If it comes to that, we'll use that."

Lysandre said gravely.

Malva's expression changed sharply at his words.

...

The distance a Pokémon can teleport depends on its strength.

Legendary Pokémon like Mew or Dark Mewtwo could teleport between regions.

Will's Gardevoir wasn't that overpowered, but moving freely within a city was no problem.

The three reappeared in a dark alley in Lumiose City.

"Stephen, why didn't we attack just now? We were so close—I could have easily..."

Will couldn't wait to ask.

"That guy didn't have a human aura."

Stephen took off his sunglasses.

"You mean... he was disguised as a Pokémon? Using Zoroark or Ditto?"

Karen instinctively thought of Stephen's Zoroark, his usual stand-in.

"No, he didn't have any life aura at all. It was probably a hologram."

Stephen analyzed.

His Observation Haki wasn't as extreme as Bewear's, but at that range, he could tell that Lysandre had no life signs.

It must've been some kind of illusion or trick.

After thinking for a moment, Stephen suddenly recalled that besides Mega Evolution, the Lysandre Group had another major invention—holograms.

While not as OP as Yu-Gi-Oh's Duel Monsters, it was good enough for video calls or tricking people.

"A hologram, huh... This guy's cautious."

Karen squinted.

"When we entered the tunnel and his men didn't ask us to remove our Poké Balls, I already thought it was odd. Hah—he's the kind who's dealt with crime bosses and League Chairman; having this level of caution isn't surprising."

Stephen chuckled.

Will had a new concern: "So we can only act tomorrow? But what if he uses another hologram?"

"That's unlikely. Team Flare's only hope for success is Hoopa. At this point, Lysandre wouldn't leave it to his subordinates. Besides, he doesn't have many capable people."

Stephen patted his hands. "Alright, it's just letting that lion-head live one more day. Let's split up for now—go enjoy yourselves."

"OK! I'm going to try Kalos's local specialty, Pofflé. I wonder if it's tastier than Alola's malasada!"

Will cheered and dashed off.

"Will that guy ever lose weight in this lifetime?"

Watching Will's increasingly round figure, Stephen muttered.

Though he was chubby as a kid, Stephen remembered that as an adult, when he became an Elite Four member, Will was quite slim.

But the guy was already 14; adulthood wasn't far off, yet he showed no signs of slimming down.

"Karen, let's go home."

Stephen turned to her.

"Not going on a date with that big-boobed girl?"

Karen teased, her expression mischievous.

Maybe because she'd clashed with Lorelei before, Karen didn't seem to like busty girls.

Stephen: ...

...

Half an hour later, in Lumiose Game Corner, Sonia—who was babysitting the Pokemon—saw Stephen approaching. Her face lit up with joy, but then she noticed Karen following and felt a pang of anxiety.

"Bringing these three little ones around must be tough, huh?"

Stephen smiled.

No need to mention how much trouble the bootleg Pikachu caused. The newly internet-addicted Hoopa was no better. Meray had learned that the hard way. And while Diancie was much more well-behaved, she was so naïve she could easily be abducted.

Stephen felt that handling these three was even more tiring than a 6v6 battle.

"It's not so bad..."

Sonia forced a smile.

"Upset your time together was interrupted?"

Karen suddenly leaned on Stephen's back, chin on his shoulder, looking at Sonia.

"N-no! We're just friends."

Sonia's reply was a little too defensive.

Karen glanced at the extraordinary Diancie at Sonia's feet.

If they're just friends, would this playboy give you such a precious Pokémon?

Kukui and Steven are just as close to Stephen, but he never gives them anything!

With Karen there, Sonia was less at ease.

Watching Stephen and Karen holding hands, Sonia couldn't help but feel like a third wheel.

Noticing Sonia's awkwardness, Stephen asked Hoopa to call Nessa to join them.

Then Sonia watched as Nessa and Karen each clung to one of Stephen's arms.

Sonia rolled her eyes. How was this any different?

...

Around 11 p.m., everyone returned to the hotel.

As soon as Stephen entered his room, he saw Karen naked on the bed.

In three quick strides, he was on her, their mouths crashing together in a desperate dance. Karen moaned wantonly into the kiss as his calloused hands explored her body, tracing fire along her sensitive skin. She fumbled with his buttons, yanking impatiently at his clothes until they joined hers on the floor.

"Mmm, you're so hard for me already," she purred, wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft. She stroked him deliberately, relishing how he throbbed and twitched in her grasp. His fingers found her dripping center, making her arch and gasp as he circled her swollen clit.

"Please," she whimpered, spreading her thighs wider. "I need you inside me..."

Stephen growled and captured her mouth again, positioning himself between her legs. Karen wrapped them around his waist as he slowly pushed into her tight heat, both of them moaning at the exquisite stretch. "You feel incredible," he groaned, beginning to thrust.

The bed creaked rhythmically as their pace increased, Karen's nails raking down his back while he drove into her deeply. "Harder!" she cried. "Oh god, right there!" Her walls clenched around him as pleasure built higher and higher.

In the next room, Nessa and Sonia heard heavy breathing from next door.

"Um... Sonia, I need to go out for a bit."

After an awkward pause, Nessa dashed out.

...

Nessa's heart fluttered as she entered the passionate scene, her eyes drinking in the sight of her lover's afterglow. Stephen rose to meet her, his muscled form still glistening with exertion as he pulled her into a deep, sensual kiss. His hands traced the curves of her body through her clothes, making her shiver with anticipation.

"Stephen~," she breathed against his lips, any initial awkwardness melting away under his skilled touch. From the bed, Karen watched with hooded eyes, her satisfied smile encouraging as she observed their intimate dance.

Stephen's fingers made quick work of Nessa's garments, revealing her ethereal beauty inch by inch. Her porcelain skin seemed to glow in the dim light, curves flowing like water - truly befitting her nickname of a mermaid princess. She gasped as cool air met heated flesh, nipples hardening into rosy peaks.

Positioning himself on the bed's edge, Stephen guided Nessa onto his lap. She aligned their bodies, sinking down slowly with a breathless moan as he filled her completely. "Oh god... you feel amazing," she whimpered, adjusting to his size. His strong arms encircled her waist, holding her close as they began to move together.

Their bodies found a natural rhythm, Nessa rolling her hips as Stephen lifted her with hands gripping her perfect rear. Each movement drew gasps and sighs of pleasure from them both. Karen recovered from her climax and pressed herself against Stephen's back, her soft breasts cushioning against his muscles as she lavished attention on his neck.

The room filled with their combined sounds of ecstasy - Nessa's high, sweet moans, Stephen's deep groans, and Karen's sultry sighs. Their three bodies moved as one, lost in a dance of pure pleasure and connection. The heat between them built higher and higher as they chased their release together...

Meanwhile, Sonia heard her friend's loud moaning.

"Damn lovebirds!"

Sonia cursed under her breath, hugging her knees in bed.

...

The Next Day, Lumiose Arena.

Originally, the Kalos League planned to use the Lumiose Gym for this year's Junior Cup.

But after news spread that Stephen and Malva would be guest stars for the exhibition match, the audience numbers skyrocketed.

The League had to change plans, choosing the much larger Lumiose Arena as the venue.

In the waiting room, Blue patted Red's shoulder and pointed to a similarly aged blue-haired boy on the right.

"That's him."

Red raised an eyebrow and, rare for him, spoke: "The one Brother Stephen mentioned?"

Blue nodded. "Yeah, he has a Charizard with Water Absorb. If I face him, I'll use Alakazam or Pidgeot."

His current ace, Blastoise, excelled at standstill offense and counterattacks.

It had a type advantage against Charizard, but if the Charizard had Water Absorb, Blastoise wouldn't work.

Red fell silent, thinking.

Stephen hadn't expected his offhand joke to make these two geniuses so concerned—but Alain's Charizard was indeed quite water-resistant.

Just then, cheers erupted from the TV in the waiting room.

Everyone looked up—it was the exhibition match guests Stephen and Malva making their entrance.

As expected, Hoopa, Team Flare's main target, hovered beside Stephen like a sidekick, visible to countless viewers.

The atmosphere reached fever pitch, and many local fans were even shouting things like "Get together!"

Stephen glanced at the VIP box where the Kalos League Chairman sat, probing with his Observation Haki.

Hmm, this time it wasn't a hologram.

Soon, the two walked onto the command platform.

"Looking forward to the match, Dr. Stephen~"

Malva did her best to sweet smile.

Some fans and troublemakers in the crowd shouted:

"Hey! That's not what you said last time on TV, Miss Malva!"

"Shouldn't you be calling him 'honey'?!"

"Did you already break up?!"

"Miss Malva, in the end, you chose that Baraz guy, didn't you?"

Compared to the relatively unremarkable Junior Cup, everyone cared more about the drama between the two on stage.

Meanwhile, in a Lysandre Group helicopter, Baraz's face grew ever darker as he watched the live stream.

Malva's expression at the scene wasn't any better.

She wasn't that bothered by public opinion, but recently, rumors about her two-timing had gotten so bad that people even asked her about it on the street.

It was enough to drive her crazy.

"Houndoom! MEGA Evolution!"

Malva quickly threw out her partner, deciding to use a big battle to vent her frustration.

Houndoom wasn't even in her top three, but it was her only Pokémon that could Mega Evolve.

After all, Mega Evolution was the most spectacular known power-up.

In exhibition matches, flashiness mattered more than winning or losing.

Brilliant rainbow light shone from Malva's Key Stone pendant and Houndoom's Mega Stone, merging together.

In under three seconds, Mega Houndoom appeared in all its glory!

"Then I'll leave it to you, Altaria."

Seeing this, Stephen sent out his second-stringer, Altaria.

To be precise—Mega Altaria.

The crowd cheered.

After Kalos Elite Drasna obtained Mega Evolution, her Altaria replaced Noivern as her ace. So the public wasn't unfamiliar with Mega Altaria.

But a permanently Mega Evolved Altaria—the only one in the world.

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Malva shouted.

Mega Houndoom raised its head and unleashed a brutal pillar of fire, splitting into five streams to form the character (大) as it shot forth.

"Going all out from the start, huh?"

In the waiting room, Gary was startled.

Opening with a big move was rare in exhibition matches.

Blue frowned, "Is Miss Malva just the last of the Kalos Elites?"

"Huh? What do you mean, Blue?"

Gary turned to him.

Red, always terse, said, "That strength... more than just an Elite."

As Red finished, Stephen raised his right index finger.

Mega Altaria gathered dazzling violet energy and fired a wave to meet the Fire Blast.

Dragon Pulse!

Instantly, two mighty shockwaves clashed, red and blue energies colliding.

After two or three seconds of deadlock, Dragon Pulse began overpowering Fire Blast.

But Mega Houndoom made a split-second decision, letting the returning Fire Blast hit itself, then used Flamethrower at the ground to rocket nearly ten meters into the air!

BOOM!

Dragon Pulse hit the ground, shaking the whole stadium.

But in the air, Mega Houndoom attacked again.

"Sludge Bomb!"

Malva raised her right arm.

High above, Mega Houndoom unleashed a barrage of deep purple toxic bombs.

Not just Red and Blue—even Diantha and the other Kalos Elites noticed:

Malva seems way too strong right now. This Mega Houndoom might not be Champion level, but it's right at the threshold.

Normally, the Kalos Elite ranking was Drasna > Wikstrom > Siebold > Malva.

But... given what Malva showed, that ranking seemed off.

And in Malva's lineup, Mega Houndoom wasn't even top three.

"Did she improve without notice? Or has she always hidden her strength?"

In the commentary booth, Diantha muttered, watching Malva with curiosity and suspicion.

After the Indigo Plateau incident a year ago, League executives everywhere were paranoid about another traitor appearing.

"Are you serious?"

Stephen raised an eyebrow.

But with the commotion from two Champion-level Pokémon, even without lowering his voice, no one else could hear him.

But soon, Stephen understood why Malva was going all out.

Today was Team Flare's last chance to seize Hoopa. For Lysandre, Malva, and the rest, it was do or die.

Once Team Flare was exposed, Malva, as the second-in-command, did not need to hide her true strength.

Plus, she had a personal reason—she'd been stressed lately and needed to blow off steam.

"Hyper Voice."

Facing the toxic bombs, Mega Altaria opened its beak and sang like a soprano.

Within the soundwaves, faint pink light shimmered.

With Pixilate, the Normal move became Fairy type!

The Hyper Voice blocked all the Sludge Bombs, even pushing them back.

"Shadow Ball!"

Before Mega Altaria could retaliate, Malva launched another quick attack.

The falling Shadow Ball broke through the Hyper Voice and struck Mega Altaria's back.

"What a show—an Elite can take on a Champion!"

Finally recovering, the top Lumiose TV reporter shouted from the commentary box.

Until a moment ago, she was shocked that Malva could gain the upper hand against Stephen in the first round—even Diantha couldn't do that!

"No wonder she could tame Yveltal..."

A smile tugged at Stephen's lips.

He wasn't surprised that Malva could go to such lengths when serious.

After all, in the manga, she had tamed the God of Destruction.

Maybe not on the level of Leon or Lance, but probably able to go toe-to-toe with Steven or Cynthia.