Okay, welcome to "A Pokemon's Destiny". The story is, as of 3/19/13, going under editing. Anyone who has read this before, your wish for organization and proper spacing has been granted. Without further ado, other than R&R, enjoy!
Speech- "speech"
Thought- "speech"
Poke-speech- Bold
Telepathy- Bold italic
Chapter 1: The Voices
It was a rainy day in the afternoon. It had been raining outside ever since Nathaniel and his sister got home. It was sprinkling when they went inside, but now it was pouring. His sister was watching TV, shows that Nathaniel didn't really enjoy as much. Instead, Nathaniel was actually doing something he enjoyed; playing Pokemon. Yes, it is unusual for a seventeen year old to be playing Pokemon, but he liked it ever since he saw his first episode. He collected cards and played the games. He beat champion after champion-mostly having to use cheat codes-and catching as many Pokemon as he could find.
This night however, had been somehow different. Usually he felt as if something was bothering him, but now it was something more; like he was being watched and followed around wherever he went. That night, he was playing his game, and could have sworn he heard whispering. He turned the volume all the way down to listen, but heard nothing. He was about to beat the Johto league champion, when he heard it again. He paused and listened but only heard silence. He saved and quit his game, and walked over to his dresser. He just remembered his mom asked him to clean them out. As he sorted his clothes, he listened and heard the voices again. He kept working, acting as if he did not hear two voices talking to each other.
...it has to be him. He's the only boy in this house. And his aura, its almost a match. He has to be our sibling. Nathaniel perked his ears up at the word sibling. He only perked up his ears when something caught his attention, and this had to take the cake. He tried not to notice and the other voice spoke.
...almost a match sister. But I do think he may be our brother. Wait... do you hear that? The voices fell silent. when they spoke up again, they were surprised. HE NOTICED US! HE CAN HEAR OUR THOUGHTS! SUPPRESS HIM AND LET'S GET OUT OF HERE! the voice practically shouted at the "sister". Almost immediately, Nathaniel was pushed back and hit his metallic bed frame. He suppressed a cry of pain, but he could not stop a low groan and clutched the part of his head that hurt. All of a sudden he felt tired and fell asleep on the floor.
(unknown character's point of view)
That was a close one, I said to my sister. He could sense our minds and hear us using telepathy. She flashed a smile.
Then admit it, it is him.
'She is persistent, I can give her that much. But something about him unnerves me. He did have a similar aura to mine, yet I could see something...dark. As if he has some sort of secret that he would never let anyone know.' I came out of my own thoughts and said to my sister, I will not yet admit that he is our brother, Latias. But I can say one thing for sure, we had better keep a closer eye on him.
Okay, Latios. And then we flew off, to get above the rain before it ruined our feathers and we could no longer turn invisible or fly.
(The next day, Nathaniel's point of view.)
Once again, that creepy feeling that somebody, or something, was watching me. I shook off that feeling when my Math teacher called my name. I said the one thing that came out to my head, "Huh?"
Everyone in class laughed at me. Once again they thought I had daydreamed.
The teacher repeated the question, "If line A is perpendicular to line B, and line C is perpendicular to line B, then what does that make lines A and C?"
I answered almost immediately, "Parallel lines."
"That is correct. N-Dawg, (please note that this is my actual nickname; I did not intend to copy the name of the song artist N-Dogg. It started as Nate-Dawg and turned into N-Dawg when I moved to a new school) please try to pay attention next time."
"Sorry" I replied.
As he handed out the worksheets for homework, I thought I heard a voice whisper in my ear, You are doing well, Nathaniel.
I turned around only to see the new kids sitting behind me. It couldn't have been the one behind me, because it was a guy. The voice sounded feminine, and also familiar somehow. I shook the feeling off and went to work on the homework. I almost got it done before the bell rang for the end of school. And the beginning of Fall Break! I was so excited I couldn't wait. I ran out the doors and raced the other students down the hall to get to the bus. As I ran down the hallway, the two kids ran up to me and they introduced themselves as exchange students. The guy, Landon, looked about my age, but was taller. He had brown hair, but I could see some grayish silver near the end and his eyes were a bit brownish red.
The girl, Alicia, was also about my age, but smaller. She also had brown hair, but had a reddish color near the ends, with eyes that glowed a faint amber. They said they would be riding my bus with me. As we got on the bus, some of the guys gawked at Alicia, while the girls nearly fainted at the sight of Landon. The two ignored the crowd. 'Oh brother,' I thought to myself. 'This always happens when a cute girl or handsome guy of an exchange student comes onto the bus.' As most of the students cleared out, the two finally decided to talk. But they were talking to me.
"Do they always act like that?" said Alicia.
"Not really, the only other time that has happened was when an exchange student from Denmark came. She was kind of cute, but the boys nearly drooled over her".Alicia giggled a bit and smiled at me.
This time, Landon spoke, "Are the girls also like that?"
"No, there hasn't been a male exchange student on this bus as far as I know. But let me tell you something about 95% of the people on here are bullies. The remaining five percent are me, my sisters, the few little kids who haven't turned yet, and hopefully you two." I told them to the best of my knowledge of all the bullies that i knew on the bus and at school; their names, how to recognize them, and some of their past offences. Landon listened intently, but Alicia just stared at me, smiling.
Landon looked up and said, "This is our stop." He and Alicia got up and got off the bus at a small house; bluish purple with, and this is kind of weird, cloud patterns. I looked up and saw that our house was no more than a small drive away. I smiled at the thought of sleeping in all day tomorrow. When the driver stopped, me and my sisters got off and ran to the house.
