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Note: This is a long story, I will put it in the read below, but this story is of Grayson's corruption and eventual purification

Grayson felt a horrible agony searing in his veins, everything started to go black at the edges of his vision, and soon...... he gave into the clutches of Cecilia's cruel and powerful control.....

A single man traveled alone, clearly ahead of his group. He all of a sudden started to hear 2 people talking;

C; what do you think you're doing, you little brat? Why must you disobey me; your mother.

M; Because I don't want to carry on the family tradition, I just want to live my life as is!

C; you ungrateful little Child!

M; I'm not a child, I'm 17 years old, mom!

C; hmph, fine! If you don't want to take the syndicate over when I'm gone; I guess that I gotta get rid of you! *snaps fingers* Grayson, kill her!

Now the lone man made a sprint towards the sound of the commotion.

The meowth closed her eyes preparing for pain from the corrupted groudon's attack.

But she didn't feel that pain. She opened her eyes, seeing a dark skinned man with long black and pink locs tied into a man-bun. The man had put up a bright pink shield to protect the teen.

The man used some of the force from the shield to push the corrupted groudon back by a few meters.

"W-what?" The meowth girl said.

"Hey kid, you alright?" The man asked.

"Uhm....yeah... thanks. " the meowth said, backing up.

"YOU! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" The persian yelled.

"Listen, lady, you can't just hurt a kid." The man said.

"You stay out of this, this child needs to be punished for treason!" The persian said.

"How is not wanting to hurt innocent civilians 'treason'?" The man asked.

"Because how will that little brat learn to rule my syndicate with an iron fist when I'm gone?" The persian snapped.

"Oh, a crime syndicate, huh? Tch, I knew it, you're the 'boss' of the rocket syndicate, right?" The man smirked.

The persian sneered, clearly done with this unknown eavesdropper interfering.

"Grayson, kill them...both of them!" The persian said, snapping her fingers.

The groudon snarled before lunging at the 2.

The man blocked the attack again, the dust settled; revealing that this man was clutching the amulet that was on his neck.

"Heh, you dunno who you're messing with, I'm more than what I look like" the man smirked, his eyes glowing a bright yellow and the amulet was now glowing with a reddish-pink tinge.

"May the power of emotion forever be in my favor......and may the red chain never form again......"

And with that, a flash of bright pink light engulfed the man.....

The man slowly transformed; where his hair once had black, it was fading into a pink color and the hair untied itself from the man-bun, revealing long locs that went down the man's shoulders. The outfit shifted to a sleeveless turtleneck and baggy pants with fae-like boots, the amulet was changing too; splitting in half almost seamlessly, the string bulking up into a scarf that wrapped around his neck, 2 ends of the scarf flowed behind, the ends flaring into a round tail with 3 points jutting at the end.... finally; a red light appeared on the man's forehead, growing into a small crystal shape. Golden metal branched out from the gem and formed into a diadem.

The light faded, revealing that where once an ordinary man stood--- he was now replaced by a peculiar guardian.

"WHAT?! THAT'S JUST UNFAIR!" The persian screamed.

"Oh, that's not unfair, I was just revealing my true self to you......" the guardian smirked.

"W-wait.... you're--" the meowth stuttered, before being interrupted.

"One third of the legendary lake trio? Yep!" The man grinned.

"WHO DO YOU EVEN THINK YOU ARE?!" The persian snapped.

"Oh, you haven't heard of me, huh? Well.. I'm the one--the only--- the lake guardian.... I am Mesprit, the warrior of emotion!!!" The Mesprit revealed.

At this point, the group that was behind the Mesprit entered the scene before them. They were somewhat nonplussed, who was this guy? Where did Metsik go?

The Mesprit turned his head to the group behind him.

"Oh, hey guys!" The Mesprit waved.

"Metsik! What the heck happened to you?" The Excadrill asked.

"Well, I should have explained to ya that I'm actually one third of the lake trio.... but that's not the point!" Metsik said, turning his head back towards the corrupted groudon.

Grayson rushed towards metsik, a sinister black and purple aura surrounding him.

The Mesprit pulled out a staff, a curved blade forming on the side, revealing a scythe. He was hit by the groudon's attack, sending him back by a few feet.

"Heh, my turn!" The Mesprit smirked, rushing behind the groudon.

All that Grayson saw was a pink blur whizz past him, before he felt a slicing pain through his back.

The mesprit turned to the group, his smiling expression fading into a more serious expression.

"Cmon guys, I could use a bit of help here!" Metsik said.

The Excadrill ran forward, the other 2 following behind her.

"Alright, guys! We may need to work together to stop this poor fella." Metsik said.

"What should we do, man?" The glalie asked.

The mesprit relayed the plan to his group; "alright; Barbara, you have hydrokinesis, right?" He asked

"Yep!" Barbara answered.

"Okay, I got a good plan down! First; we wear Grayson down with our attacks, and then when he's worn down enough; we subdue him!" Metsik said.

"How do we do that?" The glalie asked.

"I'm glad you asked, Gayle! Barbara will use her hydrokinesis to form a large amount of water to slow him down. You will freeze the water and that will act as a restraint! You and Mary will then form some steps up to him, and then I'll try to reach through to Grayson and use calm mind and hypnosis on him in hopes to reach him through the shadow that's holding him hostage!" Metsik said, laying out a solid plan. The groudon snarled and quickly made his way towards the mesprit.

Metsik turned his head to Grayson.

"Alright guys, LET'S DO THIS!" Metsik yelled, rushing into battle.

The meowth looked on in awe, she was amazed by the sight before her eyes.

The group fought with all their might, dealing water, psychic, and ice damage to Grayson.

A few minutes passed and the groudon was starting to weaken, he stood still, heavily panting and coughing.

"NOW!" Metsik yelled.

Barbara used her hydrokinesis to shoot up a big spring of water that slowed down the groudon. The groudon tried pushing forward, but Gayle used icy wind to quickly freeze over the water, trapping Grayson.

Grayson struggled against the ice that restrained his limbs.

Mary used earth power to break the ground apart and raise up pillars of terrain into a staircase, Barbara used hydro cannon to turn the terrain stairs into mud, and Gayle used icy wind to cool down the steps and harden it into rough frozen mud.

Metsik ran towards the frozen mud stairs, but he noticed some parts of the ice that trapped the groudon starting to Crack apart. Metsik jumped off the ledge of the stairs, using his psychic abilities to slow the descent to a safe pace. Metsik then landed inches away from Grayson.

Metsik readied up calm mind and placed a hand on either side of the groudon's head.

The Mesprit closed his eyes and used hypnosis to subdue Grayson enough so he couldn't hurt himself or others.

Metsik was now in a dark void, this must've been Grayson's darkened mindscape.

Grayson was tied by his limbs to a thick wall of shadow by black smoky tendrils, he tried to struggle but he screamed as a painful jolt of darkness paindully shocked him everytime he'd try to struggle.

"Grayson.....Listen to me, please......." Metsik said. Grayson opened his eyes, seeing a man with long pink hair in front of him, cupping his face with both hands that glowed with bright pink light.

"This isn't you.....I think.... I dunno, b-but anyways; I can see that you're clearly hurting! The man said.

It took awhile, but the shadowed groudon was now out cold; Metsik turned back to his mortal form and picked up Grayson and carried him bridal-style.

The group headed off to the nearest lab; the meowth following them.

"Hey, Renee; I might need your help!" Metsik said.

The reuniclus turned their head to the mesprit.

"Sure, whaddya need?" Renee asked.

"Do you have any technology that can clear.... whatever's wrong with this guy?" Metsik asked, as he carried an unconscious man in his arms.

"You mean a purification chamber? I'll check!" Renee said.

The Mesprit followed the reuniclus, the meowth girl in tow behind the Mesprit.

"Welp, we're here" Renee said, she opened the door to the small pod chamber, picking the groudon up and setting him into the chamber. The reuniclus then closed and locked the small chamber door securely.

Renee walked towards the control panel and started up the power to the chamber.

Grayson woke up, but he still wasn't in control. He staggered up and reeled back a fist and punched at the plexiglass of the chamber repeatedly.

The meowth worried, holding onto the mesprit in fear.

"Please hurry up!" The meowth squealed in panic.

Renee noticed that the groudon was awake and trying to break free.

In a strike of luck, the pointed purification crystal in the chamber quickly powered up.

Renee pressed a few buttons before pulling down the lever that sent a ray of minty blue light down on the groudon.

Grayson tensed up, he shrieked in pain, the darkness leeching out of his veins and sending unimaginable pain through him.

Deep in the mindscape; Grayson saw a bright mint blue light shining down and breaking the shadows that held him down apart. The shadows disintegrated out of his brain, exiting from his mouth like smoke.

The last bits of corruption fell away and got reformed into a singular shadow shard in a smaller pod.

Renee turned the machine off and opened the door to the chamber.

Grayson opened his eyes to the blurry sight of a large room, but his consciousness couldn't hold on much longer, as his legs collapsed beneath him, and his eyes rolled up into his head; and his eyelids shut close.

Metsik acted fast, catching the groudon in his arms, putting the groudon into a one-man carry.

Grayson let out a weak groan, he was purified.... but he would need a long time to recover......

Here's more art of Grayson when he was corrupted by the shadow shard and used by Cecelia (gijinka persian) as a killing machine

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