Okay, so if you read my first fanfic, Picking Up The Pieces, then I know I said that I'd be shelving any other writing until it was done. This, however, will be the exception. Me and my friend were talking about Pokémon the other day and this idea popped up so I decided to act upon it. The main characters are both OC's so no Ash, no Gary, and no any other human characters from the manga/anime. I hope you guys enjoy it, for I'm hoping to make it an arc series. Anyway, enjoy the story!
It was a beautiful day in the region of Trialus, the sun shining and the Pidgey's calling to one another. A river sprawled by lazily, the various trees shading the clear, blue water nicely. There, leaning against one of the trees, was a teen boy, only sixteen years of age. He sighed in contentment and opened his bright blue eyes to gaze down at his Pokémon partner Dawn, a sweet little Espeon that he'd know ever since he was a child and had saved from drowning. He sat up and pushed a hand through his bright pink hair. Who was he you might ask? He was Arion Joy, the only male of the Joy family.
He stood, brushing dirt off of his pants, and Dawn immediately trotted over to his side. "Shall we be going?" She gave a nod and he shouldered his bag. A rustle nearby caught his attention and he turned, seeing an Umbreon sliding from the bushes. Its markings,usually gold, were a brilliant blue color. It was highly unusual to see a wild Umbreon, especially in a place like this. The fact that it was shiny made the encounter even more spectacular.
As he watched it curiously it released a pained noise and slunk closer to them. As it neared Arion saw that it was injured. Blood oozed from various gashes as it inched closer. Dawn mewled softly, shifting worriedly. He stepped closer to the wounded Pokémon, and it looked into his eyes. He felt as if it was trying to tell him something. He'd always felt like he could understand them.
Suddenly the Umbreon darted away, pushing back the way it had come. "Wait!" he called out, chasing after it with Dawn hot on his heels. He forced his way through the trees, eventually coming to a new, shallower section of the river. The Umbreon was halfway across the river, picking its way carefully across the stones poking out of the water. Arion hesitated before picking up Dawn and following onto the slippery rocks.
Halfway across his foot slipped and his leg crashed into the cold water. He hauled it back out and continued across. The Umbreon was crouched only ten feet from the river, staring at him with a sense of urgency. The moment he reached to other side and set Dawn down the Umbreon bounded into the trees once more. 'Where is it leading me?' he wondered. Branches whipped him as he ran after the Pokémon. His legs ached, as he was still tired from his earlier traveling, but he pushed his way through.
He stumbled when the trees suddenly disappeared and he found himself in a small clearing. The Umbreon was crouched next to the only tree in the clearing. He walked over to see a teenage girl about his age lying here. He sucked in a breath as he looked over her condition. Deep gashes covered her vsible skin, meaning her arms and legs through the shredded material of her clothes. A nasty looking gash on her forehead caked her face with fresh blood while an x-shaped slash covered her back; each mark going from her shoulder to the opposite hip. Arion briefly wondered if she was still even breathing.
He bent and pulled off his bag, pulling out the first-aid kit his mother had made him take with him. He felt the Umbreon gazing at him as he puled out medicine and bandages. "If only we had water," he mumbled. The Umbreon heaved itself up and nudged at a Pokéball on the girl's belt. It detached itself and the Umbreon rolled the device over. "You're sure?" The Pokémon nodded and flopped down again, licking at its wounds.
Arion opened the Pokéball, releasing the Pokémon inside. When the white light disappeared he saw the large, violet shell of a Cloyster. The shell opened and Cloyster looked at him angrily. "Cloy!" It said dangerously. Umbreon jumped between it and Arion, speaking to it quickly. The Cloyster calmed but still looked on curiously.
"I'm trying to help your trainer," Arion told it, "but we need water to wash the wounds with." It made an affirmative noise and sprayed water gently on her head. The blood dripped off onto the grass. As he dressed that wound Cloyster moved onto the ones on her arms. Once all of the wounds on her front were addressed he turned her onto her stomach to look at the slash on her back. There was no way to get to it...not without moving her shirt at least. He gulped and pushed the fabric up. Cloyster washed the blood away and Arion hurried to cover it before it bled more. Replacing her shirt, he moved her onto her side, and in a drier area, and swapped the medical kit with a hyper potion before he went about healing the Umbreon. It sat still and mewled appreciatively once he was finished. He picked up the Pokéball and pointed it towards Cloyster. "Thank you for your help," he said. It made no reply so he put it back into the device, reattaching it to the girl's belt. Umbreon slid under her arm and snuggled against her. He found a dry spot to lay down in and felt sleep hit him like a wave.