Characters: Blazer Age: Undefined Species: Typhlosion Sex: Male
Jada (pronounced Jade-uh) Age: 6 Species: Braixen Sex: Female
Allen Smith Age: 42 Species: Human Sex: Male
Vanessa Smith Age: 40 Species: Human Sex: Female
Casey Smith Age: 16 Species: Human Sex: Female
Author's Note: This is my first fan fiction story so I don't know how good it will be but I will do my best. The pokemon in this story will share a similarity with the television series, they will not be limited to knowing only four moves. The only pokemon that can communicate with humans are psychic types. That's about it so without further ado, I give you…
The Protector
Chapter 1
(Heavy panting)
This part of the forest is too dense for me to see out past 10 feet. I've only been running for a short while now but it feels like an eternity. I can't stop though, if I do, they will find me, and then they will kill me. I can hear wings flapping and paws digging into the ground behind me as my predators give chase to me. As I run for my life all I have is time to reflect and think. 'How did it come to this? Why are wild pokemon chasing me with the intent to kill me?'
(A few hours ago)
"Jada use flame charge!" Casey ordered me with an air in her voice that led me to believe she was confident that we would win this match. My body began to glow with a bright orange aura as I rushed forward with incredible speed hitting my mark, an unimpressed Frogadier head on. It brushed of the blow with a smirk on its face as it waited for its trainers orders. "Frogadier use water pulse!" the opposing trainer called out. The Frogadier jumped into the air with incredible speed and height. Casey watched as I took a direct hit from the water pokemon's attack. Casey yelled out to me in desperation "Jada use psybeam!" I turned back to my trainer with my head tilted and let out a quiet "Brai?" She knew that my psychic powers were still just developing. I reached behind me and grabbed the branch that was nestled in my fox tail and took aim at the Frogadier. The end of the branch began to glow and a weak multi colored beam shot from it. I heard Casey cheering behind me "Great work Jada! You're doing it!" Her excitement quickly changed to disappoinment as my psybeam faded out before it reached its target. "Frogadier finish this with a hydro pump!" I heard the other trainer call out. 'This is going to hurt when I wake up' I thought as I watched my opponent.
(Casey's pov)
It was over. Jada took a full blast attack and then fainted. After letting out a very disgruntled sigh and picked up my Braixen and carried her to the pokemon center. I looked down at her while she slept in my arms. She was a very beautiful pokemon. Her fur was soft as silk from the conditioner that I used on her, plus I brushed her every day. I was always upset that she never had any defining features, she just looked like your average Braixen. As I continued to walk I thought about the battle and what I could have done differently. Its mostly Jada's fault. She hasn't been training enough and she's too weak to beat her opponents. I pondered all of this until I reached the center. After a while Nurse Joy came up to me with Jada walking behind her. "Your Braixen is fighting fit and ready to go" Nurse Joy beamed at me and then went back to her position at the front desk.
I walked outside with Jada following behind me and already I could feel the tension between us. I looked at my pokemon and I could feel that a look of disappoinment had settled across my face. "How could your psybeam be so weak? You haven't been training hard enough!" I yelled as I scolded Jada. "You couldn't even handle a Frogadier, I wish that my father had given me a Chespin instead" I continued. My words had indeed cut deep as I watched Jada's eyes well up with tears. I sighed and weighed my options in my mind as to how I could handle this situation. Finally I spoke to her, "Why don't you do me a favor and just leave, I don't want you anymore." I turned around and began to walk off in the opposite direction.
(Jada's pov)
I was so emotionally upset that I just stood there and tried to take in everything that had just happened. 'She doesn't want me anymore. No, she will turn around and come back to apologize to me and take me home' I thought to myself. 'Any second now.' Seconds became minutes, and then an hour passed. 'She really doesn't want me anymore.' With tears in my eyes and with my ears lowered I headed to the nearby forest. I stood at the edge and looked into the dense woods. "There are so many different pokemon in here, surely one of them will take in an outcast like myself" I said to myself as I took my first step inside. After a short walk I heard some rustling coming from some trees up ahead. 'Wild pokemon, maybe they can help me find a place to rest for the night' I thought to myself as I continued forward. As I approached the trees I called out "Hello? Can you help me? I've been abandoned by my trainer and I'm alone and scared." My voice was shaky from all of my crying. The trees rustled some more and out came a Murkrow, a Mightyena, and a Sableye. The Murkrow was the first to speak, its voice was masculine and sounded annoyed. "We smelled you as soon as you stepped foot into this forest. Your kind are not welcome here. You have been a slave to humans and have forgotten the true nature of what it means to be wild." I slowly began to back away from the trio of dark pokemon. The Mightyena barred its teeth and in a feminine voice said "Don't run sweety, you're just going to die tired." The Sableye chimed in with an eerie masculine voice saying, "Your kind is a blight and an abomination to the pokemon name, a stain that needs to be removed by true pokemon." I turned and ran as fast as I could. I don't know where I'm running to but anywhere will be better than there. 'Is this what all wild pokemon think of domesticated pokemon?' I thought as I continued to flee. Twigs and branches struck my face and body as I eluded my predators. Fatigue began to overcome me. My legs grew tired as I pushed on with all my strength. I couldn't run anymore, I collapsed onto the ground out of breath. Terrified, I turned my head and opened my jaws to release an ember attack. A few small sparks and ashes came out, my body was too tired to produce a flame. All I could do was think of Casey and how much I missed her. As I turned my head back I looked up and saw a figure in front of me, it was tall and dark.