Draco a former human that joined the pokemon's side as a Flygon, thanks to his pokemon

As I, Draco the Flygon, stood atop the Indigo Plateau, the wind whipping my wings into a frenzy, I gazed out upon the sprawling metropolis of Pallet Town, Veridian City, and Pewter City, my dominion over these territories a testament to my unyielding ambition. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the landscape, and I could feel the eyes of my Pokémon subjects upon me, their reverence and admiration palpable. My wings fluttered lazily, the soft rustle of my wings echoing through the stillness as I surveyed my kingdom. Suddenly, a commotion erupted from the city below, a chorus of Pokémon voices rising in alarm.

As the commotion grew louder, I spread my wings, the wind ruffling my scales as I gazed down at the city. My eyes scanned the rooftops, searching for the source of the disturbance. A group of my Pokémon subjects, a mix of Fearow and Spearow, were gathered around a large screen displaying a news broadcast. The anchor, a poised Gardevoir, was speaking in urgent tones, her voice carrying across the city. I focused on the screen, my ears perked up, as the Gardevoir announced the latest rumors: a group of humans, allegedly part of the resistance, had been spotted in the vicinity of Viridian City, armed with the new, improved Poké Balls.

As I gazed down at the city, my eyes narrowing at the news of the humans' potential return, my mind flashed back to the measures I had taken to ensure the loyalty of my human subjects. The latex pokedrones, once slaves with free will, now stood as mindless, obedient drones, their sole purpose to serve their Pokémon masters. I recalled the first time I had witnessed the transformation, the humans' eyes glazing over as the latex coating took hold, their bodies contorting into the perfect, submissive forms. The memory sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt a surge of excitement at the thought of maintaining control over my domain.

As I descended onto the streets of Veridian City, the sounds of battle grew louder, and I could see the flash of Pokémon attacks illuminating the darkening sky. My subjects, a mix of Scyther and Pinsir, were expertly utilizing their Pokedrones to subdue the human intruders. The latex-coated humans, their eyes vacant and unresponsive, moved with mechanical precision, their bodies contorting to block the invaders' every move. The air was thick with the smell of ozone and sweat as the two groups clashed.

I landed on the rooftop of a nearby building, my wings beating the air as I surveyed the battle below.

As I grasped the pokeballs in my hand, the cool metal surface a stark contrast to the warmth of the setting sun, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the ease with which my subjects had subdued the human intruders. The net, woven from a specialized mesh of Electabuzz fibers, seemed to hum with electricity as it constricted around the humans, rendering them immobile. I turned the pokeballs over in my hand, studying them with a mixture of curiosity and disdain. These were the tools of the humans' rebellion, the means by which they hoped to reclaim their dominance over the Pokémon world.

"I need to talk about this with Mewtwo anyways you guys can split the invaders apon the 3 cities without a problem" i said as my subjects nodded and then I flew of to new Island were one of our brightest brains was Mewtwo with his mate Ash, who happly joined our side at the beginning with his feelings for mewtwo being the cataclyst.

As I soared through the sky, the wind rushing past my wings, I could feel the weight of my responsibilities settling upon me. The invaders, though easily subdued, were a harbinger of the growing resistance, and I knew that Mewtwo's counsel would be invaluable in navigating this new threat. I banked and turned, my wings beating in a slow, powerful rhythm, as I made my way towards the New Island.

The island's lush greenery rose up to meet me, a vibrant tapestry of trees and flowers that seemed to glow in the fading light of day.

As I landed on the rooftop of the lab, the sound of my wings echoed through the air, and the Pokémon guarding the entrance turned to face me. Charizard, in its humanoid form, stood tall, its eyes gleaming with a fierce inner light. Greninja, similarly transformed, stood beside it, its body a blur of swift, deadly motion. The other Pokémon, a mix of Ash's former team members, parted to let me through, their eyes fixed on me with a mixture of curiosity and wariness.

I nodded to Charizard and Greninja, acknowledging their presence, and stepped forward, my eyes fixed on the lab entrance.

As I stepped into the lab, the soft hum of machinery and the faint scent of ozone enveloped me, a familiar comfort that seemed to ease the tension in my wings. Ash and Mewtwo, standing in their humanoid forms, turned to face me, their eyes gleaming with an unnerving intensity. Mewtwo's piercing gaze seemed to bore into my very soul, as if searching for any hint of weakness or doubt. Ash, on the other hand, wore a subtle smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he nodded in greeting. The air was thick with the weight of their combined psychic powers, and I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end as I approached them.

"Mewtwo I need your help are you able to build something like a forcefield around the regions that are able to protect us from these" I said while holding one of the new Pokeballs in the air.

"Ah, a forcefield, you say?" Mewtwo's voice was low and measured, its psychic powers causing the air around us to vibrate with an almost palpable energy. Its eyes narrowed, focusing intently on the Pokeball in my hand, as if studying it with an unblinking gaze. Ash, standing beside Mewtwo, leaned forward slightly, his eyes fixed on the Pokeball with a mixture of curiosity and concern.

Mewtwo's gaze flicked up to meet mine, its eyes burning with an intense, almost feral light. "I can attempt to create a psychic barrier, one that would protect our regions from these...intruders," it said, its voice dripping with a subtle, menacing tone.

"I understand your concerns, Draco," Mewtwo replied, its voice still low and measured. "But we must be careful. A barrier of this magnitude would require an immense amount of energy, and I'm not sure if our current resources can sustain it for an extended period of time."

"I know, Mewtwo," I said, nodding in agreement. "But we can't risk the humans getting back at us after we've been ruling this world for 5 years now. And with the recent rumors that have been spreading about us turning humans into sex slaves or Pokédrone servants, we need to take every precaution to protect ourselves."

Mewtwo's gaze softened, and it nodded in understanding. "I see your point, Draco. I will begin working on the psychic barrier immediately. But we must also consider the potential consequences of such a barrier. It may cause unintended side effects, such as disrupting the natural balance of the environment and affecting the wild Pokémon populations."

"I understand, Mewtwo," I replied, my voice filled with a mixture of determination and concern. "But we have ****. We can't let our guard down now, not after everything we've accomplished." I paused, studying Mewtwo's expression, searching for any sign of hesitation or doubt. But its face remained impassive, its eyes gleaming with a fierce inner light.

Ash, standing beside Mewtwo, nodded in agreement, his eyes fixed intently on me. "We'll do whatever it takes to protect our world, Draco," he said, his voice firm and resolute. "We can't let the humans threaten everything we've built." Mewtwo's gaze flicked to Ash, and for a moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of affection in its eyes. But it was quickly replaced by a stern, calculating expression.

I then asked them a serious question since it has been driving me and the Legendaries insane "when are you two finally going to become partners" both blushed at that comment "Arceus even gave you a vagina for it Mewtwo".

Mewtwo's face turned a deep shade of crimson, its eyes darting towards Ash with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance. Ash, on the other hand, looked like he had been caught off guard, his eyes widening in surprise before a faint blush spread across his cheeks. The air in the room seemed to grow thick with tension, the psychic energy emanating from Mewtwo's body causing the hairs on the back of my neck to stand on end.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was the soft hum of the machinery in the background, as if the very atmosphere was holding its breath in anticipation of Mewtwo's response.

"i mean you both know you want eachother and you both have feelings for eachother, yet you still aren't a couple, anyway I need to go my mates are waiting for me" Draco said as he turned around and headed to the exit after laying down the bag of Pokeballs.

"Ah, Draco, you're as tactless as ever," Mewtwo muttered, its face still flushed with embarrassment. The psychic energy emanating from its body seemed to pulse with a mixture of annoyance and discomfort, causing the air around us to vibrate with tension. Ash, on the other hand, looked like he was trying to sink into the floor, his eyes fixed on the ground as if he was hoping to escape the awkwardness of the situation.

I chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that seemed to echo through the room. "Hey, someone's got to keep you two on your toes," I said, grinning mischievously. "Besides, I'm just stating the obvious. You both know I'm right, don't you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I turned to leave.

As I reached the door, I could feel Mewtwo's gaze on me, its psychic energy still pulsating with a mixture of annoyance and discomfort. I glanced back over my shoulder, catching Ash's eye for a brief moment. He looked like he was about to say something, but then his gaze dropped back to the floor, and he remained silent.

I shrugged and pushed open the door, stepping out into the bright sunlight. The cool breeze was a welcome relief after the tense atmosphere in the room, after saying goodbye to Ash's pokemon i flapped my wings and headed back to the Indigo Plateau.

As I soared through the sky, the wind rushing past my wings, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at having left Ash and Mewtwo to ponder their feelings for each other. The sun beat down on my scales, warming me to the core, and I felt alive, free. I banked and turned, heading towards the Indigo Plateau, the familiar landscape unfolding below me like a map.

The plateau's unique rock formations rose up from the earth, a testament to the region's ancient history. I spotted the faint glint of water in the distance, the Indigo Plateau's lake sparkling like a shard of glass, as I arrived at the indigo plateau I was greeted by Lance who now as a Humanoid Dragonite with his three mates next to him.

As I landed on the plateau, Lance's piercing gaze met mine, his eyes gleaming with a fierce inner light. His humanoid form was imposing, with scales that shimmered like polished obsidian in the sunlight. His three mates, each a formidable Dragonite in their own right, stood by his side, their eyes fixed intently on me. The air was thick with the scent of smoke and ozone, a testament to their recent battles against the human resistance.

Lance's voice was low and gravelly, his words dripping with a quiet confidence. "Draco, we've received reports of a human scouting party approaching the plateau. We're preparing to intercept them" I told him to send Agatha's scouting troup to see what they were planning.

Lance nodded, his eyes never leaving mine as he turned to one of his mates, a sleek Dragonite with a scar above her left eye. "Send word to Agatha's scouting troupe to intercept the human party and gather intel on their plans," he instructed, his voice low and even. The Dragonite nodded, her wings fluttering slightly as she took to the skies, disappearing into the distance in a flash of silver scales.

As we watched her go, Lance turned back to me, his gaze piercing. "We'll need to be prepared for anything, Draco. If the humans are scouting our territory, it's likely they're planning something big."

after that, I headed towards the Kanto Palace which was the home of the highest ranking of Kanto's leading Quartet with like I said me ruling over Pallet, Pewter, Veridian and Indigo Plateau, Mew ruling over Cerulean, Celedon and Saffron and Ho-oh ruling over Lavander, the Power Plant and the Vermillion and the birds ruling Sevii Islands, Fuchia and Cinnabar

As I entered the Kanto Palace, the grandeur of the high-ceilinged hallways and the intricate carvings on the walls seemed to whisper tales of the region's rich history. The soft glow of the luminescent orbs that lined the corridors cast a warm, ethereal light on the polished marble floor, and the air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers that wafted from the palace gardens. I made my way through the winding hallways, my footsteps echoing off the walls as I approached the grand throne room.

As I was greeted by one of my mates, my first ever Pokémon Cynder the humanoid Flygon, a warm smile spread across her face, and her eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief. Her iridescent scales glimmered in the soft light of the throne room, casting a mesmerizing glow on the surrounding walls. Cynder's wings, though humanoid in form, still retained the delicate membrane and veins of a Flygon's wings, and they fluttered slightly as she moved towards me. The sound of her wings was like a gentle hum, a soothing melody that seemed to match the rhythm of my own heartbeat.

Cynder came over to me and kissed me on my mouth as she hugged me, with her boobs pressing against my muscled chest.

As our lips parted, Cynder's wings fluttered softly, creating a gentle breeze that rustled the delicate petals of the flowers arranged in the nearby vases. The sweet scent of blooming flora wafted up, mingling with the musky aroma of our skin, and I felt a shiver run down my spine as her eyes locked onto mine. Her gaze was like a warm ember, burning bright with affection and desire. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer as I deepened the kiss, our tongues dancing together in a slow, sensual rhythm.

The sound of our breathing was the only noise in the throne room, a soft susurration that seemed to match the beating of our hearts, she along with the rest of my pokemon were the only things that I still had from my disgusting human life after my parent's refused my decision and my sister was killed years ago protecting a young Lapras from a Pirate.