A/N: Hi everyone, first of all I would like to welcome you to this story. Now to be clear of how this story will take place I'll have to be honest about some things. I stopped watching Pokemon since the end of Battle Frontier. Why? Well, to be honest I saw the seasons after that one to have become rather childish. It's more than just a feeling.I was truly disappointed with the end of the advanced generation aswell, which for me stands as one of the best.
This story has been waving inside my mind for many years, but I never gained enough motivation to do it. Few weeks ago I decided to watch Pokemon again. What happened when I saw Shinnoh League just elevated me to a level of deep anger and frustration as I haven't felt for Pokemon for many years since I was a kid. Of course that many people here, being from the new generations or the old ones, were anxious to see Ash finally winning a Pokemon League(A really challenging one at least), but then we had that ******** of a trainer with Legendary pokemon all over the place. I was like 'wtf?This guy is hacking!'. This also made me wonder over the aspect that Pokemon championships are made, I'm sure trainers wouldn't be very motivated to participate in such events if someone can use as many legendary pokemon as he wants. There should be a specific rule against that.
But we ALL know that was made on purpose so Ash couldn't win the League, which made me angrier, plus lots of Pokemon fans. I admit that Ash is not the brightest trainer, but he didn't deserve to be beaten like that either. Totally unfair, and whoever came up with the idea of bring to the event a dude with ubber pokemons so Ash couldn't win the League I seriously hope he suffers terribly for that.
Anyway...back to the story.
The story itself will focus over Sceptile. How?Read it and you'll find out. There will be enough adventures and mysteries for all those who like that kind of genre. Obviously the story follows a specific timeline. At this part I admit I got lost, I haven't seen enough episodes to know where the anime is going through nowadays. I'll have to check over internet to get informed. But so far as I can tell the story takes place shortly after Unova season. Which I believe is before Shinoh. Don't expect for new human or pokemon characters of the last seasons to be IC, I know things well since first season till the advanced ones. I based most of this story following a part of the games concept, like pokemon specifics and their fighting styles, powers, special abilities, and etc...
Mixing pokemon world of gaming with the world of Anime is not hard as I expected, but takes much longer to make things fit with each other than I hoped. Also the story-line of some Pokemon movies might take place into this story. I've been waiting anxiously to do this fic, I just hope it might interest any Pokemon fans out there. Any help or advice would be deeply appreciated, cause I'm not a Pokemon expert after all.
Have a good reading.
The morning breeze waved across the lands of Kanto, the beginning of spring slowly revealing as the first beams of light came across the horizon. A beautiful morning revealing itself as the minutes passed by.
"Just another day" Though Sceptile feeling extremely bored.
The giant lizard pokemon had been sleeping over the large branch of a tree. Most of his fellow pokemon friends were still sleeping at this time of day. It's been months since last time Sceptile left Professor Oak's lab to help Ash in any of his pokemon battles.
It was still fresh in the pokemon's mind the last battle, and how easily defeated he was. Not that he truly expected to beat such foe, but to lose like the way he did...it was embarrassing.
"Sometimes I wonder if Ash thinks I'm not strong enough"
True to be told, ever since Septile came back he saw many of the others being called upon. This truly made Sceptile wonder. He, apart of Charizard, was the only fully evolved pokemon with three stages of evolution that Ash has, so why not to request more of his presence for important events? Thankfully Sceptile didn't have any difficulties to adapt himself with the environment around Oak's lab, but ever since he got here Sceptile felt so used with staying outside on open air that he felt extremely uncomfortable with the few times he got inside a pokeball.
Wasn't really necessary to say how much it angered deep inside the lizard pokemon to see his replacement at the last Battle Frontier challenge. He just couldn't believe Ash picked a Bulbausaur over him. Wasn't Sceptile worthy to make part of Ash's dream team?Or wasn't he of enough trust?Could he be really blamed over that time when Ash, being under control of an ancient evil entity, ordered Sceptile to behave so much shamefully during a battle?
The grass/dragon type pokemon stared dreamily at the horizon. He came to remember his days as a Treckko, especially that day he came to met with Ash for the first time. The boy had brought him so much hope and expectations for the future, Treckko had faith on him to be his trainer. The least he expect was to be at his side for many years to come.
But all that expectation came crashing over him like the impact of a thunderbolt. He made his best to hide his disappointment as Ash came back to Pallet Town after the end of Battle Frontier journey.
Getting stuck at Oak's lab was never part of the grass type plans, it shocked him deep to the core to find out he would be left behind from now on. That was not exactly what Sceptile expected of a pokemon trainer. But after weeks it took little for Sceptile realize that Ash was a different type of Pokemon trainer. And he didn't like it. Resignation and conformity were the only things that kept him stuck here, waiting for the opportunity to get back to Ash's team and make himself worthy of his trust.
But after a spectacular failure at his last battle, Sceptile's hopes were pretty much gone.
This is not what he truly wanted for his own life, he wanted to be out there, to get to know the world, to go against powerful opponents. To make himself worthy for his own pride. But the only thing he earned was a solid stay for the rest of his life in Kanto.
"I just suck," Sceptile said loudly to himself, many emotions hiding behind that sentence. But there were no other pokemons nearby to hear him at the moment. At least not pokemons.
"I don't think you suck,"
Sceptile almost fell off the branch. The female voice just came out of nowhere scaring him out of his deep reflection. Who could be out here at this time of day ?And...did she just replied to what he said?!
Sceptile bent down to see a tall female human staring back at him, her hair was short, the color being pure black. Her eyes were blue and icy, they seemed to study him carefully. Her clothes were the same color as of her hair, which seemed more like some kind of uniform. Also he noticed that she had something plugged at the side of her head.
"Did you just understood what I said?" Sceptile asked, his eyes widening in amazement. The woman nodded briefly, a smile coming across her face.
"I did. I'm glad to know that so much effort to make this little device proved to be really effective," She said pointing carefully at the device plugged at the side of her head.
"Who are you?" Sceptile asked eyeing her with suspicious. Whoever she was she shouldn't be here at all, at least not without being invited. Sceptile seriously doubt the humans in charge of the lab would let a stranger came by so early at the morning.
"Don't worry, I meant no harm. You're Ash's Sceptile, right?" She asked rather nicely. Sceptile was even more surprised.
"You know Ash?"
"We've met briefly before, it was months ago. I heard about him during his journey at Unova. I was expecting to find him at his hometown, but apparently he was long off to a new journey. I came here to see if I could get any info to where he might went to. I was passing by when I saw you over the tree," At this point she became doubtful. "You seemed...disturbed."
At this Sceptile couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed, but also nervous.
"Hum...yes. Nothing you should worry about," Sceptile said adjusting himself over the branch to face the other way. Last thing he wanted was to talk with a human stranger about his personal issues.
"By the contrary, I came here to find Ash to talk with him about business, and I'll admit they have to do with picking one of his pokemon so I can train him myself,"
Normally Sceptile would have wished her good luck but this actually caught his interest, even if he didn't want to admit. It seemed like a great opportunity to escape from this place for once. He didn't believe anymore that he would ever travel again, at least not with Ash. He slowly turned around to face her.
"Pick one of the pokemon?Train him for what?" Sceptile asked trying to sound uninterested. The woman just chuckled.
"Well, I can't exactly tell everything, but as an ex-member of the Elite Four I can assure you that I'll know what I'm doing."
'Elite Four...' Though Sceptile carefully over what she said. The lizard fought against one of those before when he still was a Grovyle, and he got the hell of a beat. Not sure if he could blame Ash's instructions upon that defeat.
"What kind of type you're looking for exactly?" Sceptile asked, his eyes shifting from her to the grass field near the lab where most of his fellow pokemon friends were still asleep.
"I'm looking for one with speed, agility, intelligence, and...a dream."
Sceptile frowned. This woman was totally meaning about him. He wasn't one of letting apparent how he felt on the inside. Sceptile was always calm, serious and rather cold in his behavior, but somehow this woman saw over that and understood how he felt.
"Why me?What do I have the others wouldn't?"
"Do you doubt yourself?And your own power?" She asked with a touch of irony. "I thought you were the same Sceptile that managed to beat a legendary type at Battle Frontier," She pretend to be disappointed. At this the green lizard frowned slightly, he really didn't remember facing any legendary pokemon but he played along.
"I am, but...more based on luck than anything," Sceptile admitted faking a depressive expression, not that it was hard anyway since he actually felt it that way. She eyed him sadly, a feeling of pity waving inside of her.
"Wouldn't you like to have an assurance of your own efforts this time?"
Sceptile froze. That woman, whoever she was, was offering him a chance of a new lifestyle, probably hard training, but also...something he always thought about during these last weeks, the chance of redemption about his true power, how worthy he could prove himself to Ash. Could she turn him into the strongest grass type he believed to be?
"You're not from some kind of secret organization that wants to do experiments on me, are you?" Sceptile asked feeling totally silly. The woman was surprise and laughed shortly after.
"No, no. Nothing like that, why do you ask?"
"Your uniform," Sceptile pointed out simply. The woman saw this as a fairly observation.
"You're really smart as I expected. But this ain't a uniform as it appears, it's...my style," She said trying to keep her expression calm as possible. Sceptile raised an eyebrow.
"Gothic?"
"What?" She actually did not believe a pokemon would know about such , her eyes became wide at shock by what she just heard. "How do you know about that?"
Sceptile felt his face heating up tremendously.
"Hum...I'm not that naive..." He said nervously. He felt relieved that the woman decided to change the subject.
"Anyways...what do you think?Would you be willing to join me?It's all up to you to decide Sce..."She stopped all of sudden, her face frowning slightly. "Do you mind if I give you a name?I don't feel like calling pokemon by their species all the time,"
Sceptile sighed. He haven't even agreed going with her yet and she already was giving him a name. Also she was forgetting something really important.
"Did you forgot that Ash has to agree with this?" Sceptile said frowning at her as if censuring her relaxed posture while doing such proposal to him.
The woman, for the first time, became concerned.
"I know that. I'll be trying to contact Ash today. I'm sure he won't mind letting you with me for some time."
'I sure hope so,' Though Sceptile.
"I'll be right back, just think about it in the mean time, ok?"
The way she asked that made Sceptile's hearth inch. It wasn't an advice, it was more like a plea.
"What's your name?" Sceptile managed to ask before she left.
"I'm Giselle, nice to met you," She said in a very seductive manner. Sceptile merely stared.
"Alright...you said you wanted to give me a name, which one it was?" The grass type asked out of curiosity.
"How about...Tyler?" She asked innocently.
Sceptile did not respond, he knew how serious he would have to look over this question.
"I'll think about it, I guess you have more important things to do," Sceptile replied back before jumping out of the tree and moving towards where his friends were at. "You know where to find me,"
Giselle nodded before leaving for a while. It would be with great determination she would do everything she could to bring Sceptile along with her.
2 hours later...
Sceptile stood over his feet besides a tree while watching his friends playing with each other, the tree provided a shelter for him against the sun. It's not like he didn't like the sun, he just loved to feel the energy and heat of it, it's just that he simply didn't want to be noticed. Like most days ever since he got here.
All of sudden a day that promised to be like any other just turned out to feed him with a hope he had lost a while ago. This human girl, Giselle, she was filling him with great expectations over something he did not believe to be possible anymore.
Could she really have such faith on him?Of all the pokemon she could have chosen, it was him the one she would put all the efforts necessary to make him much better than he was?
Even if she convinced Ash somehow...would Sceptile be willing to go with her?Of course that it seemed a much better idea than getting stuck at Oak's lab forever. It was a risk, but one he felt it would be worthy of a try.
She gave him a name, Tyler. To be honest the name was rather intriguing.
"Tyler...something similar to Sceptile?Like the end of it?Scep...Tyler...heh, it actually sounds better. Sceptyler" The green lizard though with a smile coming across his face.
While lost in thoughts one of the pokemon that was along with the rest came by his side, apparently his hideout wasn't effective anymore. It surprised Sceptile greatly to see that it was Charizard.
"What is with you?Why you're hiding like that?" He asked while frowning at the grass type. Sceptile did not respond.
At first he could understand the question, ever since he lived there Sceptile was never one of getting involved with the rest of the other pokemons. At the start the others wouldn't understand why, but with time they just figured out it was just his way to be.
It there was something that never went right since Sceptile stood by Oak's lab it was his relation with Charizard. Not that Sceptile should be blamed for it.
Charizard was a very proud pokemon, and most other pokemons saw him as the strongest of the group. The dragon/fire type was very admired and respected by the others, but not Sceptile. The grass lizard never had any reason to look uppon Charizard as a superior, or even a decent rival. He always disliked how hot-headed Charizard could be some times. He was the kind of pokemon that one simply couldn't argue with without making him nervous.
Charizard, apparently, saw Sceptile as a rival for his position in the group. Not that Sceptile cared anyway about positions, he just wanted to be out of this place for the longest period possible. It's been proved to be a mistake, at least for Sceptile, the moment Ash decided to leave the fire type along the rest of his pokemons. This was explained under the reason that the boy from Pallet Town would need them grouped at the same place so he could organize himself better for the next League. If Sceptile heard if right it was something called Shinoh.
Sceptile always found it hilarious how his own personal calm, relaxed and uncaring personality seemed to upset Charizard more than anything. It reminded Sceptile the time when he evolved into a Grovyle and Corpfish seemed somewhat jealous of how the other pokemons admired the grass type badass style. It was clear that the dragon/ fire type was trying to get Sceptile on his nerves so they could fight, this way Charizard would have the opportunity to prove who was the strongest of the group.
Of course that after many failled attempts Charizard decided to let that issue die for the time, much for Sceptile's relieve. The green lizard was really getting tired of being provoked.
"Hey!I'm talking with you Sceptile," Charizard said while trying to keep it cool.
"I got a lot in mind right now. It fits better for me to be alone for a while," Sceptile responded while trying to keep the tone of voice relaxed. Charizard crossed his arms, a look of skepticism evident over his facial expression.
"Really?So you must have a lot in mind every single day since I saw you around, what you're hiding?"
It was clear for Sceptile that Charizard would upset him till he got a decent answer, or even if he got one he would just annoy the grass type to the point they would get into a fight. Charizard's provocations never worked before, and it wouldn't be today he would get what he wanted for so long.
The green lizard opened his eyes slowly, his face turning to stare at his impatient 'friend'.
Charizard and Sceptile were never friends, the only thing they had in similar was that Ash was their trainer, but for Sceptile that would change soon. It was very unlikely that any day they would fight together, or even care about each other.
"You saw a female human here earlier dressed with black clothes?" Sceptile asked more calmly than he was actually feeling at the moment.
"Hum...I did. What about her?" Charizard responded while being slightly curious.
"She's here cause she wants to pick one of Ash's pokemons to train him herself. She's going to ask to contact Ash and talk about it."
"What?I don't believe that would happen, Ash has already choose the pokemon he's going to use in the next League. I would say her choices are very limited," Charizard said being a bit surprised but not really worried.
Sceptile frowned. How Charizard could know the pokemons Ash would take to the next League?
"Do you know the pokemons he's going to take?" Sceptile asked trying his best to not sound anxious. Charizard eyed him with superiority.
"I do, how come you don't?Perhaps if you spent more time with the others instead of hiding around every day you would know something."
Again with the provocations. Sceptile merely sighed, why Charizard had to be so hard sometimes?Or every time?
At occasions like this Sceptile would keep his mouth shut for a long period, the absence of talking would bother Charizard easily. He didn't like to be fooled around like that.
"Well, I'm off. Enjoy yourself on you world of solitude, if that's what you want," Charizard said sounding clearly irritated.
"Much better than having to deal with your inquisitive manners," Sceptile retorted back before he could refrain himself. Charizard growled.
"What did you just said?!" The dragon/fire type face was heating up quickly. Sceptile kept a firm and calm posture. Again he did not reply, the green lizard simply refused to put up a fight, and Charizard could be the angriest possible but he wasn't going to be the one to strike first.
Sceptile was pretty sure that Charizard would never attack him cowardly while laying there at the tree defenseless, no matter how much he disliked the grass type Charizard had enough self-conscious in him to restrain himself from salvage behavior. At least many years of training paid for that.
Seeing no reaction from the green lizard Charizard slowly turned around to leave, his anger took a while to dissipate.
Sceptile sighed heavily, he was a bit disappointed that they would never get along.
Meanwhile...
"May I help you?" Professor Oak asked while holding his morning cup of tea before going to his daily work, but before he could do anything else aside getting his tea he was visited by a woman dressing black clothes and visibly anxious.
"Professor Oak?" She asked looking at him expectantly. Oak nodded. "Oh, it's really a pleasure to met you, I've heard a lot about you during my voyages."
"Really?I guess being friends with so many pokemon trainers finally paid off , " Oak joked while smiling kindly. Giselle chuckled.
"Agreed. My name is Giselle. Giselle Anchour," She said while greeting with her hand the professor. Oak's eyes widened.
"Weren't you part of the Elite Four few years ago?" He asked puzzled.
"Yes I was, but not anymore. I decided to take a different approach in my career as pokemon trainer," She said without feeling any remorse for leaving the group.
"I see...but what you're doing here?Unless you came to know more about pokemon nature," Oak asked raising an eyebrow. Giselle hesitated.
"I wanted to know if you can contact Ash Ketchum for me, I really need to talk with him," She said with a tone of urgency. Oak was deeply surprised.
"Ash?Do you know him?"
"Yes, we've met briefly before, many months ago. I came here cause I believe you're the only one to keep regular contact with him cause all his pokemon are here. And also I need to ask him a great favor, he owns me one after all," She said very carefully to make sure there was no misunderstanding.
"Oh, I see," Oak said, his smiling coming back instantly. "I'll try to contact him in a couple of hours. I believe he would be doing it himself anyway, he was going to check for other pokemon to transfer as also some new pokedata,"
"Thank you very much Professor," Giselle said bowing her head respectfully. Oak eavesdropped. It was really odd for him to be treated like that by someone who already had accomplished anything a pokemon trainer could. This woman was a very humble one.
"It's alright, errr...mind you if I ask what it's the favor that you want from Ash?" Oak said while moving along the balcony to grab some papers. Giselle seemed to wonder over the question for a second.
"I came here to pick one of his pokemons for personal training," She said very formally. Oak was now very intrigued.
"Really?Well then, normally I would think that Ash is really lucky to have such an expert like you training one of his pokemons. Even so...have you decided over which one will be?" Oak asked while taking a seat over the couch and taking a bit of his tea.
"Yes, I would like to train Sceptile," She said while looking throught the window were the pokemons could be seeing playing around. Oak slowly brought down his tea-cup.
"Sceptile?Now that's a curious choice, " The professor said, his voice sounding serious all of sudden. This caught Giselle's attention.
"How so?" She asked confused.
"Well, Ash tends to leave his pokemon here, especially after the end of a journey of training new pokemons from different regions and taking part in their local championships. But as far as I know, apart of Charizard and Snorlax, I believe to be that Sceptile is Ash's strongest pokemon of all he has captured so far. If it doesn't fails me the memory...he was intending to use Sceptile for the Shinoh League. As also many other pokemon."
"Oh,...I didn't know that," Giselle said sounding very disappointed, even her face saddened a bit. Oak felt bad for her, it was clear she came very convinced that she could pick a pokemon for training without trouble, Ash had so many left by after all.
"It's an issue for sure, but maybe you two can get into an agreement. I'm sure he wouldn't mind you to take one, even one important as Sceptile," Oak said to comfort her somehow.
"I hope so. I wouldn't like to interfere with his plans or anything," Giselle said sounding clearly worried.
"Not a problem, when the time comes you can return Sceptile faster as you could take him now. Pokeball transfer broke many barriers for pokemon trainers and scientists like me," Oak said with a reassuring smile. Giselle managed a chuckle.
"I guess, but even if I get things right with Ash I have my doubts if Sceptile would be willing to go with me," Giselle said while taking a seat next Oak. The professor eyed her confused.
"And why you think that?"
"How long has been since the last time Sceptile has been off with Ash?" Giselle asked. Oak instantly understood what was concerning the ex-Elite Four member.
"Quite a long time," Oak admitted. "But I think the fact that Ash will be only taking Sceptile for a very short period might weight in your favor. I have been watching over the pokemons for a very long time. I always felt that Sceptile never enjoyed much to stay here. He's not the only one of course, but...it seems that it pains him more than the others. I can't tell why," The professor stared away getting lost in his own thoughts.
While having a moment of silence a pokemon jumped through the open window surprising both humans inside.
"Squirtle?What you're doing here?" Oak asked clearly concerned.
"Squirtle, squirt, squirt," The pokemon said while waving his arms frenetically. Of course that Oak would never have understood what the pokemon said, but since Giselle was there too she managed to get what was happening.
"He said he accidentally got by the window, he was chasing after someone," Giselle said while appreciating the look of complete shock over their faces.
"How do you know that?" Oak asked in bewilderment. Giselle pointed to the device on the side of her head.
"This piece of technology is something I personally made that can actually made a translation of everything the pokemon are saying simultaneously,"
"It is?!But such technology would be something absolutely extraordinary for our involvement with the pokemon, how long did you took to make such wonderful device?" Professor Oak was clearly delighted by how many barriers between pokemons and humans such technology would break, it was something totally revolutionary.
"It took a couple of years, it's required to have a long study over every kind of pokemon ways of speech and the slight variations in their tones to be able to identify the difference between words. And of course that requires an extensive database to archive so many different and unique pokemons voices,"
"That's truly interesting, but how many of those you created so far?" Oak asked rather excitedly.
"So far only this one. I have a copy of its database and all the other necessary. But to make a new one requires a new hardware that I don't have access to. I'm carrying the only one I could get. I have the software necessary to make a new programming in case I get what is missing for a new device,"
"That's amazing!I just keep wondering the possibilities that this would bring to us. Talking with pokemon and being able to understand them has been the dream of many people for a long time, but no one ever managed to create the technology for such. Do you pretend to pioneer this technology?" Professor Oak asked very seriously. Giselle reflected over the question.
"I don't see why, but so far I still would leave that for a future way ahead, as also I haven't manage to record every single pokemon in the world yet. It would take years to have all the translations available. Right now I'm still looking for new adventures and Pokemon to train and befriend. Perhaps once I retiree I will fully dedicate myself for that matter," Giselle said while walking around apprehensive.
Oak seemed fairly satisfied with that answer.
"I'll have to agree with that, but I can't deny I would be anxious to see this happening, "The professor said enthusiastically. Giselle suddenly came up with an idea.
"Let's do this way Professor Oak, can you help me to convince Ash for me to take Sceptile and I'll send you the second prototype of the translator?You would be the first to have it, without being the creator of course,"
Oak seemed to ponder over this offer, it was very tempting and all the girl was asking is to help to take Sceptile for training. She seemed really determinant.
"I think it's a very fair offer. I'll do what I can," The professor responded with a wide smile spreading over his face. "I'll be right back, I gotta check something,"
Squirtle was still there listening to everything quietly. He probably would have stay more if Giselle haven't notice that he was standing there.
"Aren't you going back to play out there Squirtle?" She asked kindly. The water type shook off his head to focus.
"Oh, yeah...I'm going, "He said before jumping back by the window he first came in. Giselle would never know that Squirtle was going to tell his friends everything he heard Oak and her conversation while he was standing there.
Giselle stood up there distractedly for few minutes until Professor Oak came back to talk with her.
"I will be receiving a call from Ash in few minutes, once he contacts I'll call you by, alright?"
"Very well, thank you again professor,"
"Heh, no need to. Besides I think that me, Ash, and Sceptile will be the ones to thank you for all the support you're willing to give us," Oak said before turning around to leave to the room nearby.
Giselle had to agree with Professor Oak over that observation. She was really giving off a lot to them, but she believe it to be worthy.
Meanwhile...
Sceptile walked off of his hiding spot, he wanted to feel the sun a bit more to gain some energy. If things went right as he hoped soon he would be leaving. He could already imagine himself doing all the kind of crazy and exhausting training that Giselle would put over him, but if all that would bring the results he, and probably her, were expecting then it would be an effort Sceptile wouldn't hesitate to do.
So far he was fairly calm and enjoying the sun. At least till Charizard and few other pokemons decided to come by his side.
"Hey, Sceptile!What kind of deal is that of you leaving?" Bulbausaur said loudly at him while still at a fair distance.
'What?How did they...'
"What you're talking about?" Sceptile asked pretending to not be aware of anything. Squirtle was the one who set things straight towards the green lizard.
"Don't pretend that you don't anything Sceptile. I was in the lab and heard clearly she saying to the professor that she wanted to take you away. Charizard told us that you were talking this earlier with that human. He said she had some kind of thing on her head that allowed her to understand pokemon. Mind you explain to us what's the deal?" Squirtle asked while looking clearly annoyed.
'Why I'm not surprised that Charizard told about it?' Though Sceptile while remembering his encounter with Giselle earlier this morning. It was evident that Charizard not only saw her, but also watched while she talked with Sceptile.
"Listen, there's nothing to worry about. She came by and invited me to travel along her and do some training of her personal instruction. I saw no reason to refuse it, but of course she was going to make a request for Ash to let me go," Sceptile said trying to keep everything under control. One thing that the other pokemons always liked about Sceptile was how honest he always was, no matter the circumstances.
"Oh, that sounds cool. I wonder what's she going to teach you," Squirtle said being satisfied with the answer and becoming curious all of sudden. But for Charizard that was not the case.
"So you're going to abandon Ash?" The fire type asked harshly.
All of sudden Sceptile felt as if something snapped inside of him. All the pain, regret, resignation, and disappointment coming out at the same time. All of his tranquility dissipated in a matter of second, his face becoming one of pure anger instantly.
"I'M NOT THE ONE WHO'S ABANDONING!" Sceptile yelled rather loudly enough that made all the other pokemons freeze in their spots and stare at him, expressions of deep shock in their faces. Even Charizard was a bit disturbed by that outburst.
"Wow...Sceptile...take it easy," Squirtle said sounding clearly worried and a bit scared. None of them never saw Sceptile loose his cool before.
But Sceptile wasn't paying attention, he felt like the only thing he wanted to do was to hurt Charizard, so he could make him feel a bit of the pain that have been acumulating inside of the green lizard for so many months.
"You know nothing about me, and you never will! I couldn't give a damn about what you think of it. We're all stuck here waiting months for an opportunity to be out again. I don't want to spent the rest of my life like this. If you're happy with things the way they are, good for you. I'm not. I waited long enough. Perhaps if you had spent more time trying to realize that I also have feelings maybe you would understand why I'm willing to go with her," Sceptile spat all those words over Charizard like a curse. All the other pokemons watched quietly, none of them daring to say anything.
Charizard stood there staring at Sceptile, his facial expression simply impossible to decipher. A lot of things going in his head at that very moment.
Sceptile's words made a light over the way Charizard though about the grass type, and how wrong Charizard had judge him over the months. He never though, for a single instant, that Sceptile would be feeling miserable at his current situation.
Everything that Sceptile said made the other pokemon very uncomfortable. After all most of them also shared of that feeling, but not even close from the intensity that Sceptile felt.
Giselle, that was still inside the lab, heard Sceptile yelling outside. She jumped at surprise, for a moment she though that something wrong was happening. She quickly bent over the window to see Sceptile facing towards a Charizard and several other pokemon. From that day she would never forget how angry Tyler apparently was. She heard everything he told Charizard with a tone of deep hatred. It surprised and shocked her everything that was said.
At first Sceptile clearly was having problems with his friends, and also it seems he was very unhappy being here for so long and how willing he was to go with her. That was a relief for Giselle, at least she was sure that Sceptile wouldn't hesitate to leave, but on the other hand she was worried about how compromised his emotional state was.
"Giselle, I got Ash on phone. Come here quick," Professor Oak called the girl from behind the door to his office. Giselle slowly turned around to join him.
She had a feeling that things outside weren't over yet.
A/N: This concludes the first chapter my friends, I would like to thank all of you who read it till this point and I'll be waiting for you until the next chapter, have a great week!
Note: Thanks to a dear reader I was informed that Unova takes place after Sinnoh. Hehe, ops. :/ I'll be fixing that on the next chapters, see you all next weekend.