The hero of this fic is mine but slightly tweaked. This story was originally owned by MoonWolf3000 and is related to her story best wishes and unending wish. We don't own Pokémon!
Solar Eclipse
Chapter One: The Start to Something Wondrous.
"Don't you ever feel like there's a voice in your head?"
Nick Frey growled under his breath. "Shut up, you moron," he muttered bitterly, biting his lip so he didn't cause a scene in public by screaming at himself. Hmm, maybe investing in a Bluetooth headset like Riley had suggested wouldn't be a bad idea.
He smirked as he thought of his cousin Riley McCabe. She was eccentric and amazingly accepting, as well as gorgeous despite being part of his family. Funnily enough, she was the only one in the family who had inherited Nana Marie-Terese's vibrant blood-red hair. Everyone else in the family was extremely dark, but he didn't count Riley's adopted brother Darren in that sentiment – despite being a redhead himself, Nick didn't count that loud-mouthed prick as family. Riley could keep a secret until she was six feet under but Darren? That asshole couldn't keep his big mouth shut.
"Maybe you should sew it shut for him, bro. It would make both of us exceedingly satisfied."
Nick ground his molars for what seemed like the millionth time in the past week. He wished like hell that this problem would fuck off for just a few hours, just for some peace and quiet. Then again, it probably wishes he'd fuck off when it was in control of Nick's body. It was the problem Riley had named Eclipse because the thing inside Nick would only take over during the night of a solar eclipse. Hell, Riley had been so supportive since Nick had started hearing the deep, almost demonic voice in his head two years ago before Riley set out on her Pokémon journey with her Snivy Lorne. From what he had been told when he last spoke to her on a vid-phone, Lorne was now a Serperior and she had a team of six, including a Vaporeon she had found abandoned as an Eevee. Despite being an almost-nympho around her Pokémon, Riley was the one Nick could trust most, even with Eclipse.
"You know you want to fuck her."
Nick pinched the bridge between his eyes. Sure, Riley was beautiful, but it would be like having sex with his sister, especially since they were cousins. Sometimes Nick wished Eclipse was out of his head because of how perverted that thing was.
"Dude, I'm only a pervert because that's what you are deep down and you don't want to admit it. We both know I'm the embodiment of everything you wish you weren't and suppress all of those wicked emotions. Like horniness, anger and violence. You know for a fact you want to fight someone instead of letting your Pokémon do it for you."
He was so close to shouting out in the street and making himself look like even more of a psycho. He needed to get out of the public eye to relieve some of this built up stress.
"Ouch!" Too late, he realized he had bumped into a woman hard enough to make her whimper in pain.
"Arceus, I'm so sorry," he said to her quickly, catching her before she fell from the harsh force of his shoulder hitting hers. "Are you-"
He stopped speaking as if his vocal chords had just been torn from his throat. The girl before him was utterly magnificent. She couldn't have been older than nineteen with flawless fawn-tone skin barring the smattering of freckles across her nose and cheek bones. Her hair was almost white-blond with low-lights of dark blue in the underneath parts, which made her large cerulean eyes seem that much brighter. Despite being no taller than five foot six, she had curves that would make a Gardevoir jealous and Nick knew exactly how curvy those Psychic types were, since he had Berry.
She was dressed in an outfit that made him think of the elves of bedtime stories – ripped khaki combat shorts with a wrap-around boob tube and earth-colored boots. Over the top was a loose smock, dark grey and hanging off her like Beartic skin. Something told him that she was some kind of Pokémon Breeder with the way she bore a slight scent of Pokémon food, and her pull-along trolley was filled with Pokémon food and treats, as well as evolution stones and equipment.
Her eyes seared him. "I'm fine," she said, her accent slightly different to the usual Hoenn lilt. "At least you apologize unlike most people." With a faint smile, she turned and began walking away.
It was strange. The way she moved reminded Nick of a dancer in a club when her favorite song comes on. It was as if she was dancing to a rhythm only she could hear. Her hips swayed with her gait, her long dancers' legs carrying her away from him through the crowd.
Damn it all, he had to find out what her name was!
"She won't accept you warts and all, Nicky-boy," Eclipse's snide voice took him by surprise. It had been strangely quiet during the whole triad with the girl. "She'll never believe that you don't have me in your head, controlling you for those pitifully few hours after the sun goes down and the moon rises. She'll never accept that you're abnormal."
Shut up, Nick thought back at it. Eclipse's voice was a cross between male and female, something almost robotic make to sound genderless. It made Nick think of a mannequin, something with nothing between its legs. Of course, Eclipse had no physical embodiment unless he was controlling Nick's body. It angered Nick that something as pitiful as a split personality could control him.
His legs carried him forwards, following the girl with purpose. Once again, his eyes locked on her plump backside, watching the way it moved as she sauntered towards another stall. She stopped and looked at the Pokémon eggs with a critical eye.
"Like what you see, Quinn?" the man behind the stall asked. He was easily in his fifties with a beer gut and greying hair.
From what Nick had already gathered, this girl – Quinn, the man had called her – was a regular in the market place. Quinn...It was such a masculine name for one so feminine and elegant.
Quinn smiled at the man. "How's business, Karlton? I haven't seen you with the stall out here for quite a while."
The man waved an impassive hand. "I'm not bothered with business here and you know that. So few Trainers want the eggs that are left at the day care center that we have to sell them out here. It must be breeding season for the Eevee chain – I found Elita and Starsky going at it last week and then there were about a dozen Eevee eggs hanging around."
Quinn laughed; Nick's gut knotted. Her laugh was like nothing he had ever heard before, soft and husky with a sensual yet playful edge to it. "Don't worry," she told the man. "You know I love breeding Eevee."
A youthful Flareon came around the side of the stool with a smile at Quinn. She gave the little female a cuddle whilst smiling fondly. It was the kind of smile Nick could read easily, and he could see a hint of pain in her gaze as she stroked the Flareon's creamy fur scarf. Had she lost a Flareon herself?
He could remember the day Amaterasu, his Ninetales, had gone missing as a Vulpix after a fight. She was lost in the Viridian forest for a month before Nick found her badly poisoned from when she had tried to pick berries in the territory of a bunch of nasty Beedrill. She had nearly died from the amount of toxic fluid coursing through her, but just in time he had managed to get her to the nearest Pokémon Centre.
She had woken to find him laying half on her bed, half sitting in the chair, asleep. When she had rested more, she had woken him with a somewhat gentle Fire Spin to his right arm, which was mostly numb from loss of tactile sensation. Nick's right side was a little cursed – almost all of his scars were on the right side of his body. Mostly they were burn scars from when his no-good father had set alight to the house he and his mother had lived in since he was born, killing Caroline and scarring her son. Barely five years old, Nick had been in hospital for several years, before his Aunt Rachel had taken him in. Darren had been twelve at the time and Kara, Arceus rest her soul, was getting ready to marry her fiancée Amun and Riley had been at the tender age of five. They had lived together until Kara died, which was when Nick had hit the road to make it as a Trainer, only talking to Riley because the pain of losing Kara, Amun and their unborn baby to fanatical Pokémon liberation terrorist Nicolai Fane. Those events still haunt Aunt Rachel's day to day life. The death of their first adopted child had cut Aunt Rachel and her husband Alex deeply and they had divorced out of grief.
He shook his head to clear the memories before Eclipse said something that would make him exceedingly angry. That thing liked taunting and humiliating him.
"How many Eevee eggs do you have, Karlton?" Quinn asked the man.
"We did have twenty-three but eight hatched and two Trainers took one each so we have thirteen right now," he replied, scratching his brow. "Do you think you can afford to take them off my hands?"
"I can take seven today. Do you think you could drop them off at the ranch later on? I'll be heading home in a little while. I just need to buy some berries and a new set of poffin cases before I do."
"Sure, honey child," Karlton laughed kindly. "For old times sake, I'll throw in that Riolu egg at the bottom there."
Quinn bent down and surveyed the blue and black egg with a gaze Nick couldn't see. Instead, he pulled his tan cowboy hat down to hide his dark green eyes from the sun. He didn't think he was all that good-looking and he knew that he would have no chance with a girl like her – independent, obviously intelligent, caring for Pokémon, someone who didn't match him at all. So why was he drawn to her? Was it something about the way her aura sparked enough that he could feel it on his skin instead of just sense it? He knew it wasn't her looks, despite how gorgeous she was, because he had never really liked blonds all that much.
He caught the flash of color on Quinn's inner wrist on her left hand. Four Kanji where tattooed there in block black ink, each rimmed by a different color – red, blue, green and orange. It took him a moment to figure the meanings out before he smiled. Strength, Peace, Faith and Devotion…how apt, he thought to himself, trying to shield his thoughts from Eclipse.
"Go and fuck that little whore, Nicky-boy, you know you want to. You know you can feel your body being drawn to her – I can feel it, too, remember? Screw her blind. That's all she'd be good for."
Arceus, he wished so much he could stroke her cheek just to see if it was as soft as it looked.
"So, do you like my offer?" Karlton asked Quinn, snapping Nick out of his thoughts as she rose.
"Sure," she said with a smile. "I can keep the Riolu with Reth, Niall and the other Lucario and Riolu at the ranch."
"Oh yeah, I forgot you breed more than just Eevee. I'll throw in a pair of Vulpix eggs. One of them has twins in it, I'm sure. The ultrasound on it gave off the shadows of two Vulpix pups."
"That's good," she beamed. "You know for a fact I'll take excellent care of them."
Nick watched her step away and continue on her rounds, waited a moment before going over to the stall and examining the Riolu egg Quinn had been looking at. "How much do you want for it?" he asked, preparing to pull out his wallet.
"Sorry, sir, but that one is already sold," Karlton said gently with a frown. "Is there anything else you'd like?"
He leaned towards the day care owner. "Can you tell me about that young lady you were just speaking to."
He could tell the man was about to decline but he called on Eclipse's in-built mental powers with extreme bitching from the entity while Nick worked on the manager's mind.
He raised a mental brow. 'Quinn Dubois? She's the local Pokémon Breeder. She lives on the ranch just outside of town. Mostly she breeds Eevee, Riolu, Axew, Dratini and Charmander and she's won a few awards in her short time there. She comes from Almia – moved here with her father when she was eight – and I know her from when she used to help out at the local day care, which I own,' he divulged. 'She doesn't date. She doesn't have any family left. I've never seen her out on the town getting drunk but she's friends with my twin boys, who help out on her ranch at weekends. She just took over the ranch two years ago after her father died and she's been travelling a lot.' He mentally smiled slightly. 'I think of her as a niece.'
"All I can really say is that, she is probably one of the finest breeders I town. Probably even better than me, in most respects.
Nick nodded with a sly smile. "Thank you for your time and information, sir, and I'll take one of your Eevee eggs."