A Tale of Two Sisters
Season One
Episode I: Humble Beginnings
Seasonal Theme: 【Norowareta Night】Red Heart By Divinel on Youtube
A pale skinned boy sat on his bed, staring at the pokeball in his hand. Evening lights were shining through the window, the sun would be setting soon. Turning his head towards the window, he could see the ocean in the distance beyond the thin treeline separating Petalburg from the beach. Contemplating the days events, he returned his gaze to the pokeball.
Just hours prior, his... Friend? I guess they hadn't really gotten to know each other at all... But, that boy, Brendan. He helped him catch his first pokemon! Giving him tips and coaching him through his first battle. And Mr. Norman! The gym Leader in town was even kind enough to loan him that Zigzagoon. A faint smile crossed his lips, as he remembered how good it felt when the ball clicked into silence, and his first pokemon was earned.
His thoughts were interrupted however, as he sneezed violently. Coughing a few times as he wiped his nose. His parents were planning to take him out of here, send him to live with his Uncle in Verdanturf, hoping the fresh air would make him feel better. But, he wasn't sure if he even wanted to leave yet...
"There's no ocean in Verdanturf..." He muttered, smiling faintly as he looked at the ball again, "Lets go take one last look." He decided with a nod. Getting up he stepped out of his room, passing his mother in the kitchen, who was busy cleaning up after dinner.
"Wally? You going out?" She questioned curiously.
The boy nodded in response, "I'm gonna visit the beach, maybe watch the sunset." He answered with a bright smile.
She blinked in surprise, it was so unlike him to want to go out. But her wonders disappeared as she noticed the pokeball in his hand, a smile crossing her lips, "Alright, be careful, and be back before it gets dark."
"I will, later Mom!" He waved after slipping on his shoes. Making his way out the door and down the road, heading through the tree line to reach the shore. The skittering of wild pokemon all around was a wondrous sound. He'd always been too scared to leave town alone, but it felt so different now... With his very own pokemon, he felt like he could do anything!
Or, at least make it to the beach unscathed.
The grass beneath his feet turned to loose sand, as after only a few short minutes of walking he reached the beach. Aside from a lone fisher with a campfire a ways off, it appeared empty. Smiling softly, he pressed the button on his Pokeball, "Come on out." He said in a friendly tone, releasing his Ralts for the first time.
The tiny pokemon landed on the ground, looking around curiously before his eyes turned up to Wally. He smiled up at him, waving with his tiny little hand. Earning a bigger grin from the sickly boy, "Ha! Hey there Ralts, I'm Wally... I guess we haven't really gotten acquainted properly yet." He chuckled.
Ralts nodded and seemed to giggle as well in response.
"I didn't bring you out to battle or anything, I uh..." He blushed lightly, it felt so silly saying it out loud for some reason, "I just thought you might wanna watch the sunset."
Ralts tilted his head, before slowly turning and gazing out over the waters. The waves glittering with lights as the sun sat on the horizon, already beginning to disappear beyond the edge of their vision. His hidden eyes lit up, a smile appearing on the tiny pokemons face as he began to happily bounce around, and clap his tiny hands together. The act made Wally laugh allowed, "I'm glad you like it!" He beamed, picking up the tiny pokemon and setting him on his shoulder, "There, how about a better view?" He grinned.
Ralts looked around, having never been so high up before. Holding on Wally's hair for support, he cheered happily as the two remained there watching the sun setting upon the horizon. Their enjoyment lasting for a few more minutes, until the great ball of light vanished and they were in the dark. As the lights faded, so did Wally's smile.
The horn atop Ralts' head seemed to pick up on this, and his smile faded as well. The tiny pokemon looking at him worriedly. When Wally noticed, he forced a smile and laughed nervously, "Oh, sorry... I just... Well, tomorrow we have to leave for Verdanturf." He sighed heavily, laying back in the sand and looking up at the star filled sky, "It's a beautiful town... I went there once when I was little." Ralts flopped down in the sand beside him, mimicking his trainer, "But... Well, I've only ever been here, in Petalburg, or there... The world is so big, and full of beautiful places and, well, I've only gotten to enjoy two of them." He shrugged, before chuckling lightly, "It sounds so stupid when I say it like that... I don't know, I never cared before, but maybe that's because-" He stopped as he remembered Brendan, how excited the boy had been setting out for Petalburg Woods, on his way to Rustboro for a Gym Battle. "I guess maybe, I'm jealous of him... Set free to explore the world and make new friends... Meet all kinds of pokemon."
Wally was pulled from his introspection when Ralts began tugging on his hair. It was only then that he noticed the pokemon was standing, and looking towards the road. Wally rolled over to look, following the Pokemons gaze.
Seeing two figures making their way through the dark, Wally cocked an eyebrow, "What's wrong Ralts? Do you feel something?" The pokemon nodded in response, a worried frown upon his face. Wally stood up from the sand, remembering what Norman had said about Ralts. Capable of sensing the emotions of people, maybe that meant someone needed help?
As his eyes adjusted to the dark, he could make out the figures better. One was wearing a well made suit, a boy. And he was following after a girl, she was a little taller. Maybe a year or two older than Wally himself. But it looked like she was in a hurry towards Petalburg, the boy following and trying to get her attention. Occasionally grabbing her arm.
"Lets go see what's up huh?" He smiled, picking up Ralts and making his way towards them. As they got closer, he could hear bickering between them.
"Oh come on," The boy scoffed, "You have a pokemon, I can see the ball on your belt, just fight me!"
The girl didn't stop, "No, I've got better things to do, so buzz off ya dingus!"
"Tch, come on, I have a lot of money~" He offered with a smug grin.
Wally could make out the girl better as he approached, blinking in surprise at her rather... Strange, appearance. She had light brown skin, and snow white hair. She was wearing a black tank top with brown cargo shorts and ragged sandals. There was also some kind of cloth, a scarf maybe? Tattered and covered in burn marks, wrapped around her right arm just below the shoulder.
"Buzz. Off!" She snapped at him, turning finally and jabbing a finger at him. Letting Wally notice her piercing red eyes.
"H-Hey there!" He greeted, making his presence known to the two of them, "You two uh... Seem like you're having some trouble?" His finest social skills on display.
"Ugh," The girl rolled her eyes, "This jerk won't take no for an answer."
"Our eyes met, and so we must battle!" The Rich Boy declared passionately, "Come on, I'll go easy on you because you're cute." He added with a sly grin.
"Grr..." She grumbled, clenching her teeth as she resisted the urge to grab the ball from her belt, "Ngh... No!"
"I-I could battle you," Wally piped up without giving it much thought, "I-I mean... I only have my Ralts here, a-and we just started but... I-It could be fun?"
"Fun?" He chuckled with a smug grin, "Pokemon battles are about winning... Fine, if she doesn't want to battle me, I'll just fight you instead!" He tossed his ball to the ground, and out popped a Zigzagoon. It barked happily, eager to be out and about.
"A Zigzagoon, just like the one Mr. Norman let me use," He nodded, Ralts hopping down and ready to fight, "Okay, I'm ready!"
"I have an advantage," Wally smiled eagerly, "I know what Moves it'll probably have! I just have too-"
The thought was interrupted as the girl sighed, "Good, later." She waved dismissively, heading into Petalburg.
"Huh? You don't even wanna watch?" Wally exclaimed in surprise.
"Use Tackle!" Rich Boy Winston ordered, his Zigzagoon dashing forward with surprising speed and ramming Ralts hard. The tiny psychic type sliding back, wincing in pain.
"Agh! H-Hey that was a cheap shot!" Wally yelped, surprised at how fast things had begun, "R-Ralts use Confusion!" He ordered his little friend, aiming both hands at Zigzagoon and unleashing a wave of energy. It struck the normal type, but didn't do much damage.
"Ha, you weren't kidding, that pokemon must be pretty low level." Winston chuckled, shaking his head, "Oh well, a win is a win, use Tackle again!" Zigzagoon barked and dashed forward, attempting to ram Ralts once more.
"D-Dodge it!" He shouted on instinct, not knowing what else to do, "A-And use Confusion!" Ralts attempted to sidestep the attack, grazed in the shoulder and staggering away before unleashing another psychic attack. This time hitting the normal type in the back, "Nice you got'em!" Wally cheered, excitement coursing through him in his first battle against a trainer.
"Tackle again Zigzagoon!" Winston ordered, his pokemon dashing around at once and charging.
"Q-Quick use Confusion again!" Wally tried to order, but the normal type was too fast. Slamming into Ralts and sending him tumbling across the ground, knocked out.
"Huh, guess I win." He smirked, "Good job Zigzagoon." He added, recalling the pokemon, "You need some serious training, if that Ralts is ever gonna amount to anything."
Wally's built up confidence fell apart as he carefully picked up his knocked out pokemon. Seeing the bumps and scuff marks from the battle, "Oh geez... I-I've gotta get you home!" He turned around, quickly running his way back to Petalburg.
His first battle, hadn't really gone so well. He hardly knew what to do. But that rich kid, he just attacked and attacked, and it seemed to work. He mentioned levels, maybe Ralts just needed to level up some more? But... That would mean actually winning battles. He frowned as he neared his house. Would Ralts even want to battle after being beaten?
"Hey," Wally nearly jumped out of his skin as the voice sounded nearby. Turning sharply, he spotted the girl from before, "Guess that battle didn't go so well huh?" She asked with a smirk, leaning on the wall of another house.
Wally blushed with embarrassment, "N-No... Not really," So much for charging in and saving the day, "S-Sorry, you probably could have beaten that guy easy, I'm just a beginner... I've gotta get Ralts home to rest." As he stepped up to the door of his house, the girl put a hand on his shoulder making him flinch.
"Take your pokemon to the pokemon Center," She advised, "They'll heal them up quick and easy... It'll take longer with just resting in bed." She shrugged.
"O-Oh that's right! I-I learned about those," Wally blinked, kicking himself for being so forgetful, "Th-Thanks, I'll take him over there right away... M-My names Wally by the way."
She yawned, rubbing her eyes tired and stuffing her hands in her pockets as she walked off, "Yeah yeah no problem... Thanks for getting that dude off my back."
Wally tilted his head, "Aren't you gonna tell me your name?" He asked, figuring that was just common courtesy after offering your own.
"Heh, nope."