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Wight: What the hell! Selena!
Rill: Wight, you are an idiot, huh?
Selena: Disclaimer, get back here!
A Flygon zips back to the female trainer. Wight shakes his head.
Rill: There. Start over.
Wight: Fine. I don't own Pokemon, Case Closed, or anything else that actually makes money. However… I do own these idiots. Points to Rill, Zech, and Selena.
The trainers: IDIOTS!
Wight: Uh, crap! LATER! Runs like hell.
Prologue
Ten Years before the Present….
A nine year old Rillian pokes through the boxes filling his Slateport home. "Hey, Mom, would it be all right if I went for a walk on the beach? You know, before we move to Johto?" His mother looked at him, frowning slightly. "All right, hon. But be careful. We're supposed to get a bad storm tonight!" With a wave, Rill was out the door. "Sure Mom, whatever you say!"
Rill stood on the Slateport seawall, watching the ocean ebb in and out. On occasion, he would pick up a shell or skip a rock, but mostly he only watched the water, something he loved to do since he was a very young child. "I'm going to miss doing this, you know." This last statement was addressed to a small blue and orange creature that had slowly approached him, wagging its fish-like tail. "Kipp! Muuuuuudd-Kipp!" The creature, a young Mudkip (Duh!) exclaimed. Rill laughed as the small mud fish Pokemon rubbed against his human friend's leg. Rill and the Mudkip had met a year ago when Rill had discovered the Mudkip's egg floating by in the ocean. Ever since then, He and the mud fish had a special friendship, and would often spend hours staring out at the ocean together. It was their favorite activity to do together.
On the other side of the city, unseen by the duo, a dark line of clouds formed and began to race forward pushed by high winds and turning the land beneath it pitch black and soaked.
Across the sea, a massive serpentine creature stirred. Sensing it was needed; it opened its giant eyes and launched itself into the sky.
The first indication the duo had of the coming storm was a droplet of water that struck Rill right in the shoulder. Turning around, the boy and Pokemon saw the wall of clouds storm over them, enveloping them in the rapidly worsening storm. Rill, realizing he had to get out, grabbed the Mudkip and ran down the seawall towards his house. "Hang on, little guy!" He shouted to the blue critter. "KIIIIIPPPP!" It shrieked at him. Too late. The giant wave he was warning about, created in a sea tossed by angry winds, loomed over them, and then smashed into the seawall. Rill and the small blue fish were dragged into the sea as the wave retreated, the boy unconscious, the fish struggling to stay afloat and support the boy at the same time. Luckily, the wave took them past a rock sticking out of the sea and the powerful little guy grabbed hold of it with all four paws, anchoring itself and grabbing Rill's collar firmly, but the fury of the storm was too much. With a mournful cry, the little creature was swept off the stony projection and back into the raging sea.
High above the storm, unseen by everyone, the great green Pokemon streaked against the sky and, with a piecing cry, dove straight through the clouds and into the ocean, scooping up the storm tossed boy and Pokemon. Placing them on the shore, it checked on the young boy. Satisfied that he would live, it turned its head to the tiny blue fish. Child, it said to the Mudkip in a voice too powerful to hear with your ears, only with your soul, Are you well? The Mudkip looked with reverence upon the shimmering emerald goliath and squeaked an affirmative. The long creature nodded its great head. Good. And the boy will be fine as well. He has an important role to play, later. And to this end, I will need your help. Will you watch over him, as his friend and protector? Another affirmative squeak. Good. Now, I leave you with my gifts to you both. And with that, the green giant touched Rill's neck, and a silver chain appeared, bearing a pendant with an wedge shaped emerald gemstone set into it's center. It touched the Mudkip's forehead, leaving a green stripe that extended down its back. With that complete, the creature flew off again, fragmenting the storm in its wake.
Rill was discovered by his father's Feraligatr about an hour later. The Mudkip followed the anxious family back to the house, and when the boy had recovered, became his very first Pokemon, catching itself for Rill. As for the silver chain, Rill couldn't remember where it had come from, but as no one was claiming it, was allowed to keep it, without knowing what it was. And, so it was that out of a potential tragedy Rillian gained his first Pokemon, who he called Stormfin. Rill and Stormfin moved to their new home in Johto, unaware of the role that destiny had lay ahead of them…
Wight: Well, there you go. My first chapter of my fist fanfic. Feel free to review. But please, if you must flame me, have a reason. Don't just call me a loser. That just hurts.
Rill: Oh well. But you ain't off the hook, buddy. You'll pay for calling me an idiot.
Wight: Story of my life.