Full Summery: It was a quiet and dull moving experience for Jezebel Emery-Twin who moved from one side of the Hoenn region to another to be closer to her father and start her pokemon journey. Instead of going to her father for a first pokemon like was planned, she ended up receiving one of Professor Birch's pokemon when he's attacked. Things turn from bad to worse when she realizes that her family is connected to the crime in Hoenn. Does she stay and fight, or does she numb herself and hide away?
Quick Witch's Note: Uh oh… I think we're looking at a Violet II.
Pokѐmon Journey III: Jezebel's Voyage
Chapter 1: A Rough Start
Third Person's Point of View:
From a far away land, further away from Kanto and Johto then anyone most likely has ever been, a single woman and man can be barely seen in the darkness of a mountain range. A small figure floated over them and grinned down at any unsuspecting pokemon that lay sleeping while the group of three moved.
"Sis? Are we almost there?" the male questioned the female as they approached a clearing in the mountain's maze on its outer crust.
"Just up ahead Razi, that's where the Aqua and Magma confrontation is going on." The female jumped up into the air and threw her metallic hands into the rock and climbed quickly to the top, not bothering to wait on her little brother.
Upon reaching the top of the mountain, the female looked down to a little area where many men and woman had powerful fire and water pokemon that were being used against each other in battle. From one side of the battlefield were people dressed in black and red clothing with hoods over their heads, mostly hiding their faces. One the other side of the field, blue clad men and woman could be seen with black and white striped shirts and blue pants and bandanas, the head gear also covering their eyes for the most part.
Rose looked at the scene and smiled as screaming and cries could be heard, as well as blood drawn. "Beautiful…"
Jezebel's Point of View:
I was startled awake from my dreamless slumber when I felt the truck I was riding inside of started to slow down. I sighed as I realized that all hell was going to break loose at one point or another and I really didn't want to stick around for that to happen. I didn't care where we moved to, where we lived. I could handle the temperature changes as they came, I could handle the difference in climate and oxygen in the air.
The one thing I couldn't handle and would not stand for was the arguing between my family.
It seemed to happen in a set, like all troubles do, never at once as most people like to believe. My uncles were the start of it, a single brother related to each of my parents. They couldn't stand each other, their voices, their appearance; I could hardly spend any time with them when they came to visit because they were always bitching at the other.
Next were my aunts, fraternal twin sisters that looked nothing alike each other that were each married to one of my uncles. The two of them always found some imperfection about each other to snap at them about, which eventually would turn into a cat fight of sorts. Things never stayed peaceful with them around.
My cousins were another part of it; on either side I had two of them, a boy and a girl. One set of them were twins, the other, no so much. While they got along fine with me and with their sibling, they still tended to argue with the other set of cousins. It made childhood a very lonely part of my life, with no one to fall back on, other family members or friends, because all I had was the ten of them (and I pretty much was the odd one out and never fought.)
The last of them were my parents; it seemed like a never ending cycle with them. They would be all happy together and then suddenly, a flare, a spark, something bad would happen and the two would be at each other's throats ready to strike the killing blow. They would separate and then meet much later on with acting like it was nothing more then water under the bridge.
It honestly sickened me to death.
It annoyed me so much because all the fighting tore apart my family. I hardly saw my uncles anymore and hardly hear from them with a small email or post card here or there compared to the long letters I try to send them. And my parents, well, my dad runs a pokemon gym and is the leader over in Petleburg City, so it's not like he can move away even if he wanted. My mom ends up taking me most places far on the other side of the region or off on islands to get as far away from him as possible without leaving the region. We were recently all the way over in Foretree City before Mom had us move back near by so she and Dad still had some space and hopefully prevent the next large explosion for at least a little while.
I felt the truck come to a stop and I looked up in the dark room with light slipping in between the door and the floor of the metal beast I road in back of with all our boxes. I heard the door latch come undone and it was pulled open for the light to suddenly blind me. I shielded my eyes and growled.
Great, here we go again…
"Come on Jezzy! We have to unpack! Oh I know this house will do us wonders! Come on, come on!" My mother quickly stepped up into the truck and pulled me to my feet and dragged me out of the solitude I was enjoying in the truck. "I'm sorry you had to ride with all our things honey, but I'm sure you'll love it here." She patted my hair and pulled me out of the way of the movers and their pokemon helping them. A few sets of vigoroths were helping with the heavy lifting.
My mother was a small woman, she was shorter then I was and I was only thirteen compared to her thirty-five. Her hair was a bright red in color that cascaded down her back in ringlets while her smile was bright, but her eyes were dark, a dark green to be precise. She was dressed in faded, worn out jeans and a paint stained red shirt that she was going to use for moving in our things.
I sighed and looked around the town. It was a small town that seemed to be situated in the middle of a forest. The temperature was mild, warm and cool enough to be bearable without heavy or light clothing. It was the late season of spring, just a few days after my birthday, which my mother surprised me was a moving trip near back home. Close enough for me to easily walk, run or bike all the way to Dad's gym in Petleburg and back in only an hour.
Like all other places in the Hoenn region, the place was littered with pokemon. I never had a strong connection to any pokemon except for the ones that my dad had, especially his slacking. I missed her most out of the few dear friends I actually had in my life that I was constantly ripped away from. Slacking was the most caring of them all and treated me no different then her own child. She cared for me and wiped away the tears I cried when my parents argued or when I was afraid. I'd have to go see her soon…
But there were also a few others, pokemon that I'd made the strongest of connections with that I also had to leave behind. My mother never liked them for some reason and forbid me from being with them, I hated her for that. She tore me away from them just like she did my dad and Slacking…
"Go on Jezzy! Go look at your new room! Its nice and large and you'll have lots of space to decorate!" My mother kept going on and on about how I'd love this new area, just like she always did and pushed me inside. "Go on, go on! Set your clock! Start unpacking! I'm going to get started myself!"
I sighed and allowed my mother to push me towards the new room she'd given me. It was a fairly large room, like she'd said. A bed was already made and up while a desk in the corner on the opposite side of the room already had a computer hooked up onto it. The walls were lighter gray and the floors were wooden and stained. It was a nice room, but I doubt I'd be here long enough to learn or try and enjoy it before my mother would have us pack up and move again.
I walked over to the clock that I had situated on the wall; pink in color (of course my mother would choose a girly color for me) and I set it to the time that was listed at the bottom corner of my computer. Once I was done with that, I locked my door and I quietly opened the window and slipped out onto the roof and then closed it behind me. There was a tree next to my window, so I would be easily able to get in and out without my mother knowing all the time.
"Hey!" I gasped and whipped around my head to see a white haired boy looking up at me on the roof. He looked to be around my age and was dressed as a trainer, or soon to be one. He had on a red and black short sleeved jacket with a collar and fingerless gloves of the same color with the exception of a single green line that went around his wrist toward the end of the gloves. For some strange reason, he seemed to be wearing black jeans with the same color shorts over them that came down to his knees. Green, red and grey shoes were on his feet while a green, single strapped back pack was strapped on and a light green bandana was on his head with a pale light green circle on it, that seemed to be folded back and in half.
He looked like he was about to say more and I sucked in a breath. I leapt from the roof and my arms locked and swung a bit on a high branch on the tree, slowing my fall before I released the branch and hit the ground and sped at him, covering his mouth before he could utter another word. I looked around in panic to see or hear my mother, thankfully, I didn't. I sighed and released him, releasing when I knew all was right once more.
"Wow! That was pretty cool!" I blinked and looked over at the boy who complimented me. "I didn't know you could do that!"
"I just moved here, you wouldn't know anything about me yet." I fired back and the boy took a step back. I blinked and backed off a bit. "Sorry, I'm in a bit of a dull mood."
"No, it's alright, I just was worried when I saw you up on the roof, normally girls around here don't do that," the boy replied. He held out his hand. "My name's Casey, Casey Birch, I'm the son of Professor Richard Birch that lives in this town. What's your name?"
I took his hand and shook it well. "Name's Jezebel Emery-Twain, I guess you can call me Jez for short if you'd like. My mom and I just moved here from Foretree."
"Oh that's so cool! I've always wanted to go there and see what types of pokemon lived in the area!" Casey gushed over my most recently lived town. "Hey, why exactly were you on the roof of your house, it almost looked like you were escaping."
"You better believe it." He raised his eyebrows at me. "My parents don't always get along, so I don't like to stick around, whether they're both here or not. So I often sneak out while my Mom's busy or what not and explore and enjoy my solitude."
"Ouch, that's harsh," Casey muttered. "Do you have any other friends?"
"Do pokemon count?"
"I don't see why they can't, but I meant human friends? Do you have any of them?"
"Nope, moved around too much and too fast to make any."
"Do you want one?"
"That'd be nice…"
"Can I be your first friend then?"
"What?" I was totally taken back by the request. I blinked at him a few many times. "Repeat that please, I think I heard you wrong."
"Sure, can I be your first friend?" His eyes and posture never wavered as he asked me that. He was also the first one to ever ask me that question. It was… a good feeling that I had from it.
"I'd like that Casey." I gave him a grin, a rare feature on my part and he did the same facial feature back to me.
"I know!" He grinned and gently grabbed my wrist. "Come on over to my house! My mom's making cookies and you can meet my sister too!"
"What about your dad?"
Casey waved it off. "He's studying out in the woods right now, and he wouldn't care even if he was around. He's a really laid back guy. So, friend, you coming?"
I looked back up to my newest house and gazed at the window I just escaped out of. "Yeah," I turned back to him, "Let's go!"
Casey led me next door to his house and as soon as we walked in, the sweet smell of ginger hit my nostrils and I breathed in the wonderful scent. If I ever wanted homemade cookies or something, I had to find out and make them myself. My mother never cooked and half the time I was never around with dad to find out if he did. I often cooked and taught myself through trial and error; to have someone else cooking for me for once was actually a heart warming feeling. It was a really nice feeling.
"Casey! Come join us, the cookies are almost done!" As Casey led me inside the house, I saw a woman in the kitchen with long, curly white hair. She wore a bright red apron over her white jeans and yellow strapped top. Next to her was a little girl no older then eight with short brown hair in millions of ringlets and a blue sundress that covered her petite body.
"Momma! Casey brought home a girlfriend to eat cookies with us!" The little girl laughed as she pointed at us and her brother blushed and scowled at her.
"Shut it Ceci! I just met her!" Casey snapped at the small girl. She merely laughed at his face and ate a cookie that was left on the table.
"Cecilia, be nice," came the calm voice of the mother who looked up in our direction from where she was at the stove. She noticed me in the next moment and gave me a heart warming smile. "Hello! You must be one of our new neighbors! I'm Eliza Birch, and it seems you've already met my children."
"Yeah," I rubbed the back of my head nervously. Sure I'd met a few people in the past, but never were they this nice to me. "I'm Jezebel Emery-Twain."
"Oh what a lovely name!" Eliza smiled and hurried over to Casey and I. "Come, come! Have as many cookies as you'd like! Tell us a bit about yourself Hon!"
"Uh…" I took one of the cookies the woman offered to me and sat down at her isle with Casey and his little sister on either side of me. "I just moved here, I just turned thirteen…"
"Ah, that age." Eliza sighed and leaned on the isle and her face leveled itself with mine. "Are you planning on being a trainer then? A pokemon trainer?"
"Sorta, my parents are taking all the fun out of it though by making me take on of my dad's pokemon that's already been trained by him so I'll be 'safe'." I quoted the words with my voice and fingers to get my point across. "It makes me almost not want to go anymore."
"Oh well that's no fun!" Cecilia snapped and crossed her arms. "It's stupid!"
"Cecilia!" Her mother snapped and the girl went quiet, but she still pouted. Eliza looked over at me. "My apologies Jezebel, but it does sound like your parents are a bit unwilling to allow you to begin your journey with your own newly made friends." She sighed and turned to face her sink for a moment before it appeared she had an idea when she gasped. She turned back in a rush and looked at her son.
"Oh I know! Why not have your father give her one of those pokemon he has on him!" Eliza grinned. "Oh I bet he wouldn't mind at all, after all, he'd given you one to look after and research as it grows, why not give one to Jezebel and have her help out too?"
"I can ask him at least," Casey said unsure-like.
"I'll go with you, I really don't feel like going home just yet," I jumped off my seat and grabbed a few extra cookies to take with me. "Thanks for the cookies Mrs. Birch!"
"Call me Eliza!" She snapped playful at me. "And if my husband says no, tell him there's no dinner tonight for him!"
I saw Casey sweat drop nervously. "Shall do Mom. Come on Jezebel." Still munching on the cookies I grabbed, I followed after the white haired boy.
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Casey led me a short ways outside the edge of town, leading onto route one-oh-one. As soon as we got out there, we suddenly heard screaming and howling. Casey and I both looked at each other before we hurried out into the clearing where we saw a larger man with short brown hair in white lab coat, dark blue shirt, brown shorts and flip flops running away from a young poochyena that seemed to be quiet mad.
"Dad!" Casey yelled. The professor looked back over to us with fear in his eyes before he leapt up into a tree and out of the poochyena's reach. It still tried to nip at him and scratched at the tree and wouldn't leave.
"Hi Casey!" The man called nervously. "Do me a favor and HELP ME!"
"Hang on!" Casey looked over at me worriedly. "Jez, help me find my dad's brief case, inside it is his pokemon that can help us."
"I got it!" I stuffed the few remaining cookies that Eliza had given me in my mouth and I quickly looked around the field for any suitcases like Casey had described.
The field was nothing more then bare however. How was a girl to find a suitcase in the middle of a vacant field? There was no indication to where it could have been, no spot that looked anything like a bag…
I heard the howl of the dog like pokemon and turned to look over where the professor was clinging for help in the tree. Only a few feet from the dog, in our direction, was the case. It was thrown on the ground from the way the grass was ripped and bent below it. The professor must have accidentally dropped it while he was running from that little monster that thinks it owns the woods. How pathetic…
Oh well, now comes the idiotic part where I end up hurting myself just to find some enjoyment in life. The question of how to get the case away from the pokemon now would be the problem. I doubt I could sneak up on it and slip the case away, while it did have most of its attention of the professor, that didn't mean all of its attention was on him. But then again, what if I stole all of its attention? I could never out run it, but even it would have to slow down or even stop to turn around completely.
Well, I guess I'm gonna be a huge idiot today, but I'd rather be that then numb…
"Hey poochy!" I heard the sudden growl and the thing turned around to look at me with its dark red eyes. I waved my hands on either sides of my head which blowing it a raspberry which caused it to throw a fit of growling and its eyes glowed in anger. "Come and get me! …If you dare…"
Oh the pokemon did not like that. It snarled and suddenly turned on its paws and leapt at me, racing down the field.
"Jezebel! What the hell are you doing?" Casey nearly screeched at me from another corner of the field.
"Doing what you asked! Getting your dad's case!" I turned back to the enraged pokemon and pushed against the ground with my legs, letting them carry me toward the angry pokemon that wanted to pull me apart in millions of pieces. Both males watched in terror as I sped at the animal and then suddenly jumped off the ground and over its head, landing on the ground behind it and then speeding off toward the brown case lying on the ground. I quickly reached it and dived into the case, unhitching it during my landing and the three pokeballs came flying out of it. The three of them opened to revile three pokemon that looked nothing like any other pokemon I've seen in the region.
The first was a grass type, which I could easily tell from its coloration. Its grass green body was tiny, no taller then my knees at best. It looked gecko like in shape and stood up on its back two legs, both that and its hands only had three large, gumball ended like fingers and a dark green tail that was like a thick leaf folded up and rounded. It had a red underbelly and chin and golden eyes.
The second one was a water type from its blue coloring. It was even shorter then the first one, though it seemed to be a tad longer since it walked on four feet instead of two. It was a light blue in color with large rounded fins on both its head and for its tail. It had a wide mouth and large beady black eyes. It had a pale sky blue underbelly and chin along with bight orange cheeks that had three short spikes on them.
The last one was a fire type, easily noticeable by its orange and yellow-orange coloring. It looked like a baby chick in all honesty. Its feathers on its main body were a dark orange while its three feathers that stuck up on the top of its head and its tiny wings pressed into its sides were a light pale orange-yellow. Its beak and legs were yellow and its eyes were an onyx color. I thought it was the cutest out of them.
All three of them looked around curiously until their eyes landed on me, then two of them rushed off toward Casey on the other side of the field. The third, the fire type, kept its gaze locked on my own and I with it. It ruffled its orange feathers and blinked its eyes at me before it walked over to me and sniffed at me. I gently held out my hand to rub a finger up the side of its chin and it seemed to like it.
"Tor!" it cried out in pleasure.
"Hi, I'm Jezebel." I giggled at the small creature.
"Jezebel! Look out!" Casey's voice brought me back to reality and I quickly looked up tot see the dog pokemon closing in on the two of us.
"Shit…" I hissed out a few swears before I looked over at the fire type pokemon. "You wouldn't happen to know how to fight, would you?"
"Tor!" it cried out before it turned to face the small dog running at it. It cried out again and from its beak came an array of a small fire that hit the pokemon head on. The dog pokemon hissed and was pushed backward by the attack, it fur slightly singed from the attack, but it still looked raring to go for a fight.
"Whoa… anything else you can do?" I questioned the little fire chicken pokemon. The pokemon at my side nodded and ran at the opposing pokemon and started pecking the thing, especially on its head. The poochyena howled in pain but then leapt forward to bite at the little pokemon fighting for me. The little chicken like pokemon was able to jump out of the way.
"Torchic tor!" It blasted another set of fire came from its mouth and hit the small dog pokemon. This time it seemed to be stronger and the poochyena squealed in pain before it ran off into the forest with its tail between its legs. I laughed as it ran and so did the little fire pokemon before me.
"Wow! That was pretty cool!" I quieted my laughter and looked to the small pokemon at me feet before I lowered myself on my legs to be at closer eye level with it. "So as I was saying earlier, I'm Jezebel, what's your name?"
"Tor torchic!" The little pokemon bounced on its taloned legs before it leapt into my arms and nuzzled its face into my stomach. "Torchic!"
"So your name's Torchic eh? I thought you'd be called 'Blaze' or something like that since you were all fiery and powerful out there."
"Tor!"
I blinked at it. "Well I'm honored you like it, if you want it its all yours!"
"Torchic!" Blaze escaped my gentle grip on it and leapt up and down in my arms once more before settling down again.
"Are you two alright?" I looked up to the professor and Casey hurrying over with the two other pokemon that had abandoned me. One of them, the water type, clung to the side of Casey's leg while the grass type just snorted and turned its head away before climbing up on the professor's shoulder.
I raised my body off the ground and looked over at the four of them. "We're fine professor; Blaze and I were just getting acquainted."
"Blaze?" The professor looked over to the torchic in my arms and stared for a moment before he laughed. Blaze puffed out its cheeks before he blasted the professor with fire and the professor yelled out in surprise while he tried to put out the fire and the grass type had fled from his shoulder to the ground.
"Blaze!" I scolded the pokemon and it sheepishly looked away me.
"Don't worry, its not the first time he's done that." The professor was being gently cooled off with a water gun attack from the water pokemon.
"He?"
"Yes, Blaze, the torchic in your arms, is a he." The professor got back up to his feet and held out his hand. "I'm sure you already know this, but I'm Professor Richard Birch. I travel all over this region to study pokemon of all types and different natures to understand how different they all are. Your torchic is one of those pokemon I looked after."
"Wait, Blaze is mine?" I blinked at him and even Blaze was stunned for words.
"Of course, it's not my choice as to who gets the pokemon, but it's the pokemon's choice to who they wanted to go with on a journey." He glanced at his son before he looked back over at me. "My son informed me of your… situation as the poochyena ran off, and I see no reason why you can't take Blaze with you, you two have already made a connection that even took my son a longer while to be connected to his mudkip." I looked over at the two of them and saw the small water pokemon in Casey's arms. It only sighed and relaxed itself into Casey's arms before falling instantly to sleep.
"So Blaze is my pokemon and I'm his human?" I questioned the man once more just to clarify.
The professor snorted a laugh. "Yes, in a manner of speaking, that's exactly right." I grinned and hugged Blaze close to my chest as I pocketed his pokeball.
"Thanks Professor."
"I expect great things to happen with a pair such as you two." The professor pointed at us a bit before he looked over at his watched and gasped in pure fear. "Oh no! If we don't get back in a few minutes your mother's going to kill me!" Without another word said, the man bolted off toward the town that we'd just come from. There was a cloud of dirt and dust that flew up from the speed at which he ran at.
Casey shook his head. "It amazes me that I'm related to him, none of us act like he does."
"Who knows? Maybe it may come with the next generation?" I handed over the other two pokeballs to Casey and his father's bag. "Well, thanks for the pokemon and I better get back before my mother gets really worried and sends out the police to find me."
"Yeah, and I better get back too before my dad realizes that he forgot his stuff." He waved as he hurried off back to town, following the trail left by his father. "See you later Jez!"
"Bye Casey!" I waved to him as he disappeared on the path before I looked back down at Blaze. "Come on; let's go introduce you to my mother."
"Tor!"
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I'd been talking and telling Blaze everything about my life on the way home and how excited I was now that we'd be traveling partners on the road. Blaze told me about the few friends he made and how excited it was for him to finally leave the lab. He'd never been out of there much before except when the professor took them out for tests and some fun.
It was all fun and great until we arrived up back at my house. As I looked up the large tree to the back that led up to the room my mother had given me, I sighed as I unconsciously feared for my heart that may end up broken again after such a wonderful day for once in my life. Blaze looked up at me in worry and I heard his worried whining. I gave him a soft smile before I set him part of the way down my shirt and in my bra to hold him while I climbed up. Blaze nearly gripped into my chest while holding on in fear of falling, but I made sure to go a little slower then normal so he wouldn't be as afraid.
I got up to the roof and opened my window before I quietly slipped back in. I could hear my mother from the first floor, she sounded like she was on the phone, so I had to assume it was either my uncle or father talking with her. I quietly opened the door and looked down to the first floor and I suddenly heard the volumes increase ten fold, she was arguing, it had to be my father on the line with her.
"What do you mean the pokemon we chose for her to take won't go? Slaking was perfect to protect her!" I froze at the sound of my mother's shrilling voice from down below at the flaw in her apparent perfect plan for me as a trainer. I quietly got up and hurried into her bedroom with Blaze quietly walking behind me and cuddling into my leg, trying to comfort me. I picked up the other phone that we had in there and pressed the "talk" button and listened into the conversation.
"-bout it Brit, she just won't go, she thinks it won't help Jez grow into a woman unless she takes the journey on her own." I could hear my father's voice on the other end of the line as he tried to calm my mother down while he explained. "I have another pokemon-"
"No! The only one who should go with her is that powerful stupid ape of yours that actually could protect her! I can't believe that all I've done for that oaf and she refuses!"
"Don't talk about my pokemon that way Brittany! She's only doing what she thinks is right for Jezebel!"
"If she cares about her at all then she'll go with her to keep her safe!"
"She isn't the only trainer out there that starts out at this age Brittany! Giving her a pokemon that's already been trained by a gym leader or someone else will take all the fun out of her journey! You taught her that, if I remember correctly."
"Don't turn this on me Norman! You haven't exactly been there and looking after her all these years!"
"Of course not! You keep taking her away any time I get too close to her for you taste! In other words, I can't spend any time with her since you won't let me!"
I hit the button on the phone just as my mother's voice escalated in volume to cut off the rest of the conversation I was hearing. Against my own will, my body was responding to the events that took place, their arguments always made me cry. My body shook before it started to heave in and out breaths. Blaze worriedly chirped down by my feet as I slid to the floor and began to sob.
"Stop it!" My hyperventilating shout only reached the volume of a whisper. "Stop it! Please!"
I was so tired of it, all the fighting, all the pain I felt from every fight, and every issue that came up and tore our family apart even more. It hurt just to be here; no place I traveled to felt like home now, since I have no family and friends to love together. Everything was always torn, in pieces, broken…
I felt all those painful emotions swelling inside me just like they always had. They kept raging and raging… until they turned into entirely to rage. The tears in my eyes suddenly felt like fire from my internal fury and I pushed myself off the floor and threw my mother's phone on her bed before I headed to my room and grabbed a set of scissors in there.
With them in hand I stepped before my mirror and looked at my long, soft brown hair that I normally pushed to the sides of my face. I pulled it to the front so my hair, that had never been cut, was before my eyes and I took the scissors and chopped away at it. It was cut uneven and just above my eyes that gave me a set of rugged bangs. I then grabbed at the hair on the sides of my head and with some rubber elastics I'd grabbed, I painfully tied them up and out of the way while I yanked at the hair on the back of my head and began to cut away what was behind there. In fury I cut my long hair to a hair style that my family would never recognized.
When I was done, my hair was now cut so that I now had bangs, but they were shaggy and long, but it was a hair style that my parents wouldn't recognize. The hair on the sides of my head I'd cut shorter so it went a slight bit past my shoulders and was long unevenly cut that shaggily framed my red face until just a short bit past my ears, past that long bit, I cut all my hair short into the back. It was all rough and most of my old hair was in a pile on the floor at my feet. As I looked at myself and I gasped at how different I looked with the only thing I recognized was my emerald green eyes and the shape of my face, but with my hair cut so differently, even that was masked with a new look.
I took a deep breath when I was done before I dropped the scissors and hurried to grab my small dark green back pack off to the side of my room. I dumped all the things my mother had given me out of it and put inside some womanly products and a change of clothes for the night, and all the money I had on hand. I grabbed my hat like bandanna that was colored an emerald green and had some white bits on it and threw it over my head to hide my hair for the most part. Without regarding that my newly befriended pokemon Blaze was a male, I threw off my old clothing that my mother or father had bought for me and grabbed the trainer outfit that I'd bought myself on my own and put that on. The shirt I had was red and sleeveless, it had white pokeballs over the pockets at the bottom of it on my waist and the shirt came up around to the base of my neck with a thin, black collar. The shirt came well down below my waist; it came below my hips and almost over my ass. I buttoned up the shirt from the inside, since that's the way it was designed, before I slid on my shorts that were a green black color and only covered the upper half of my legs. I slipped on my sneakers and my black, edged red, fingerless gloves before I threw my back pack over my shoulder and grabbed Blaze.
"We're getting out of here Blaze, I can't stay here anymore!" I opened the window and threw out my pack, no longer caring who saw me before I stepped outside and leapt from the roof.
Casey's Point of View:
My family and I were just getting ready for dinner when I decided to take a quick moment to rest after running around the house to catch Treecko, the grass pokemon of the two that were left of my father's pokemon. I unconsciously looked to Jezebel's house and looked at her window that I'd watched her jump out of skillfully this morning. It amazed me with how strong she was with the crappy life she had, I would never imagine a life like she had…
I suddenly was shaken from my thoughts when I saw something flash before my vision. I blinked and looked more carefully out the window into the darkening area. It was a green backpack that landed at the base of the tree Jezebel had used to jump off her roof this morning. I looked up to her window and saw it was open and she was gathering Blaze into her arms.
My eyes widened and I turned back to my mother in the kitchen with my family. "Mom! Dad! Jez's is gonna run away!" I jumped from my seat and jumped to the door, hurrying outside just as she jumped out her window. She reached for her bag just as I reached her and she looked up at me. My eyes budged as I looked at her chopped up hair, puffy eyes and red face.
"Jez?" The said girl dropped her backpack and set down her fire pokemon before she coughed out a sob and threw herself into my arms. I held her there as she cried into my shoulder. She held onto me in a death grip as if I'd let her fall onto the ground.
"Jezebel!" I turned and looked behind my head and looked back to see my family rushing out to see what was going on. My mother was at the head of that pack who quickly and gently lifted Jezebel's face from my shoulder. I felt Jez pull her head from my mother's hold and place it back in my shoulder.
"Oh you poor thing… and you cut your hair too…" My mother gently brushed her fingers in my friend's chopped up hair, trying to help calm her down. "Why don't you come inside and we'll get you cleaned up, I'll touch up your hair and we'll get you something to eat, does that sound okay?"
I felt the girl shake in my arms. "I can't stay here anymore…! I can't stay with her…!"
Her parents must have had another fight. I sighed and I walked backward, gently pulling her body with me. She hiccupped and looked up at me in fear. "I'm just taking you to our house Jez. We'll get you cleaned up and then we'll head over to Oldale Town, okay? I'll take you away from here."
She took a moment to think about it before she finally nodded and she released her tight old on me, but refused to let go of my hand. I let her have it and led her inside while my mother told my sister to help my father finish fixing up dinner for the five of us and then for him to get the things meant for Jez and me.
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After an hour or so at the house, we were finally all ready to go. Jez had been sat down in the bathroom so my mom could fix her hair to at least it wasn't so jagged. She actually looked pretty cute now with a different hair style then her hair she had this morning, and I think she liked it too.
Her hair on the back of her head was shortened and smoothed out and her bangs were fixed to where they were angled, a small amount of them were angled bit to the right, but most or all of them were angled to the left. Her hair was framed in layers at the front of her face and the long bits of hair she still had were smoothed out and cut evenly. Now with her bandanna hat on her head, it pulled her hair slightly out to the sides of her head and lifted it up off her shoulders, leaving it at an angle. She'd calmed down now to the point where we could have conversations with her and she wasn't about to run out our door, but she still wanted to get out of here as fast as humanly possible.
She now had her belly full (as did Blaze as well who sadly just got dragged into the middle of all of this) and now we were ready to head out. I planned to take my bike since it made the journey a little faster, and I was sure that Jez really wanted to get away from here. We returned our two pokemon to their pokeballs and put them in our pockets before I got on the bike and Jez stood herself up on the back, helping herself to hold on by holding onto me.
My dad had placed the items I was supposed to give to Jez in my bag and I would handle that tomorrow once she felt even better with some distance between her and her mother. With a wave to my parents and sister, Jez and I took off toward the next town in the early evening, hopefully where we'll have no problems to deal with.
Witch's Note:
Okay, here we go another time! I'm sure you all know this, but hello once again to you all! My name is Halloween Witch and what you just read is the third installment of my series, "PokѐmonJourney III: Jezebel's Voyage"! As I'm sure all of you know by now, I have a little passion for the Pokѐmon games that I've turned into this five story series. Though a fair warning to those who have yet to read my first story, "Pokѐmon Journey I: Violet's Trial", or my second story "Pokѐmon Journey II: Gwyn's Passage", I'd go back and read them because this story will carry over information from the first and second story that you don't know anything about it and you will be lost and confused.
I'm not sure if you picked up on this or not, but for once, we have a male starter pokemon for our team, Blaze the torchic. I thought I'd mix it up a bit with this new story, so we may have a few more male personalities then we will females like before.
Now was anyone surprised that I decided to make such a drastic change from my normal characters that usually have a good life and only a few problems rather then a few large ones that Jezebel has to deal with every day? I was too to be honest, when I first started the outline for the story, I didn't plan anything like this, but then I had a few days where I couldn't produce much work and my wheels got turning into my head, I thought it was time for a character that had an awful life, and thus, Jezabel and her large family that never get along was born!
As I'm sure you all can tell, this game is based off of the Emerald version of Pokemon, I find that the final plot of all of it and all the little extra features were just great. To be honest, I will admit that this is my favorite season of pokemon and one of my favorite regions, with Kanto and Jhoto falling together in second, Unova in third, and Shinoh in forth, but that's just my ranking of the games in my personal opinion.
So here we have a drastic change from the normal characters we see that normally end up as a serious one (Alex and Tristan), a goofy one (Vincent and Aaron) and finally the take action and heroine of the stories (Violet and Gwyn). This time, while we'll still have our heroine of the story, Jezebel, she's got a huge family problem that she'll have to deal with throughout the story as well as deal with stopping the bad guys in the story (which will get much more dramatic later, you'll see what I'm talking about later on.) We also have what you would thick would be a serious character, Casey, the son of Professor Birch and his assistant in traveling over the region to study pokemon. We've yet to meet a third character yet, but I assure you, we will soon (and I hope you can guess who that is, if not, then we'll get there when we get there.)
I hope you all remember my favorite pass time of getting questions from you for my Q's & A's page (questions and answers) where you ask me and the characters about things that you want answers to. Now remember, don't be afraid to send any in! We all love questions here and we're excited to see you guys send them in! If you still have no idea what I'm talking about, look at my first story "Violet's Trial" or my second one "Gwyn's Passage" on the very last chapter or some of my older stories last chapter for examples.
Okay, I've talked off your ears enough and I bet you guys just want another chapter, so I'll get to work and get it up by next week! I love you all and hope to see you soon! Don't forget to Review and send in Questions!
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