A story inspired by the storm and dedicated to the Rain...
Presented to you, the many lovers of Pokemon...
A gift, perhaps, but one unwilling...
Granted a name befitting it...
Nameless
Prologue
I wanna be the very best...
Dark eyes smile out from the bill of the sanctioned pokemon league cap, observant of the surroundings. Strands of raven black hair flow chaotically as the cap turns about.
"Nameless... finish it."
The pride the trainer feels for the red fish is extreme. Several years of hard work and dedication brought them here.
A more inexperienced fish would have backed down from the massive behemoth of a dragon, but not Nameless.
"Fly."
The trainer grins as his friend flies several hundred meters into the air, stunning the crowd into silence.
"Aqua Meteor."
He's used to the mockery, now. Several years of it tend to grate one's nerves, but the trainer knows the taunts are unfounded. Droplets of water fall around the dragon as the fish flies majestically through the air towards it.
The years of training were worth it. The trainer smiles as his opponent recalls the fainted dragon.
"Nameless, good work."
The name is a work of irony the trainer was not originally proud of. The name stems from the beginning, an angry response to his mentor's gift. The original intent was to spite the fish by not giving it a name, but the trainer has always had a knack for subtle insults. What better way to show spite than by naming something Nameless?
Now, both he and his partners are partial to it. The challenges they went through together brought them closer than ever, and now, the trainer wouldn't dream of changing his partner's name.
"I must admit that I'm surprised, kid. I never thought Dragonite would lose to such a creature."
The trainer laughs lightly. "It was inevitable. Nameless was my starter."
"Ash!" yells a voice. The trainer turns, starting in surprise at the girl. The orange-haired girl smiles before encasing the trainer in a hug. "Good job!"
"Mist... I couldn't have done it without you."
"Kid," starts his opponent. The trainer returns his attention to the Dragon Master. "No... Ash. Congratulations! You are the new champion of Kanto and Johto!"
Like no one ever was...
Til love departs and brings them sorrow,
together, shall they be, forever.
Beats the heart e'en after morrow,
held in memory, all together.
End Prologue.
Author's Remarks: For the readers of my prior works, I apologize for my inaction on this site. Rest assured, I am back. Much has been written for each of my current stories, so it is only a matter of editing and posting. I expect to update soon.
All stories start as an idea. Some ideas are of the beginning, some of the middle, some of the end. This story came about through an idea for the end. We shall see if what I have planned truly happens.
Valete, amici.