Legend:
BOLD : OC
BOLD + Italic : Lucario/OC Thoughts
"I'm not a proper Pokémon Trainer."
I mean, I try my hardest to meet expectations, but nine times out of ten I fall flat on my face, while the others are having the time of their lives. Yes, I am technically a Pokémon Trainer (I received my license, blah, blah...), but I never really felt the real vibe about it.
Back when I was younger, my life wasn't what you would call 'exciting'. I did pass my exams, I did have a job, but it was sort of... boring. Absolutely and catastrophically boring.
However, that all changed on my second day as a Pokémon Ranger. (Mainly because something happening on the first day is too cliché. The other being that I can't control space and time.) I remember that I was on my break from patrolling the snowy forest area. Being cold, I warmed myself up with a warm mug of hot cocoa/chocolate with a big pink marshmallow in it. (You know the stuff, right?) Just as I was about to curl up in my super-duper warm blanket, I remember hearing a muffled cry for help.
Being rather pissed that I was only just starting my break, I stormed out of the camp with my trusty backpack, only to see a duo of poachers with what looked like a humanoid Pokémon stuffed inside a bag only a mere 25 meters up the track. Getting rather sick of this happening, I decided to pay them a visit.
"Oi!" I yelled. "What do you think you're doing?"
Seeing this, the poachers quickly loaded the body bag into the back of their truck, and floored it. I was just about to chase after them, when I saw the bag fall out of the truck.
They forgot to put the tailgate up.
I sprinted over to the bag, and brought it inside. I can almost remember how heavy and how cold it was. I quickly brought the first-aid equipment out of my backpack, and, with some difficulty, I managed to untangle the heavy-duty rope, and opened the bag. Inside was what looked like a jackal.
A Lucario.
But, for some odd reason, it didn't have the traditional blue-black fur that others have. Instead, it had a gold-black fur color. Dismissing this as a sick joke, I checked the condition of the subject. It had a bruised forehead and legs, scars down its arms and cuts galore. I blushed quite a lot when I noticed... Well, let's not get into detail.
Taken aback to the state of the Lucario, I slowly but surely managed to carry HER to bed, where I applied bandages. In the rush, I forgot to check if she was even breathing.
"Still breathing... CPR."
Readying my hands firmly on her chest, I began the CPR procedure.
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I repeated this for what felt like hours. I was about to throw in the towel completely, but I stopped myself as I left the room.
"No." I muttered quietly. "I won't let her die. Not today." I ran back and continued the CPR procedure.
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"COME ON!" I screamed. "DON'T DIE ON ME!"
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Suddenly, the Lucario gasped for air, springing into life.
"Shh..." I whispered to the now breathing Lucario. "It's OK. I got you. You're safe here."
The Lucario looked at all the bandages I applied, and finally settled down.
I quickly brought her my super-duper warm blanket and my freshly made hot cocoa/chocolate, as she was still shivering, despite the multiple covers on the bed. After drinking the hot chocolate/cocoa, she stopped shivering and went to sleep in my bed.
"Wow." I remarked. "They weren't kidding. This is adorable."
I left her to get some rest, and did some research on my laptop about the abnormal colour.
'Lucario Abnormal Colours'
Only a few results popped up, but I managed to single out a credible source, and clicked on the link. Apparently, this abnormal colour isn't artificial; it's natural. It's actually what is known as a 'shiny' Pokémon, and that there are only 13 in my region today. A few Geodudes, a pair of Axews, but the rest were populated by Weedles... That is, until I did the maths. 3 + 2 + 7 = 12. There's still one more.
And it's living in my house.