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Summary: After defeating the righteous owner of Soul Edge to purify it, Talim finds herself somehow transported to the Pokémon World and helps care for an egg dropped by poachers. She sides with Ash and his friends to return the Pokémon back to Mt. Silver. Rated for violence.
Larvitar and the Adoptive Parents
Chapter 1: Cleanse the Sword Going Wrong
A long journey...a tireless ordeal...it was finally over. A darkish-skinned Asian teenage brunette girl in a green midriff and baggy shorts that stretched passed her kneecaps reached a plain carrying a giant red sword. The sword had an eye on the giant blade...and it moved. Creepy. The girl placed the sword down and folded her hands together. A prayer. "Winds," she called out. "Thank you for your aid in completing my task of retrieving Soul Edge. I now ask that the sword be purified of all the sins that have corrupted this sword." As she prepared for what seemed like a ritual, two older people watched from afar. One was a young redhead man in an open green jacket with nothing under it and a pair of shorts. The other was a tall brunette woman with a red midriff and skirt long enough to reach her shins but her legs were exposed, nothing else.
"Talim isn't the weak girl I believed," he whispered to the taller woman. "To take out Abyss like she did..." The woman acknowledged the amazement.
"This proves how strong she really is, Yun," she informed. "She is of pure heart and unbridled justice." Talim lifted the sword. A breeze picked up.
"Such a...pure wind," she started. "Please...lend me your strength!" The winds answered her call...and then some. The winds swirled around Talim and lifted the sword from her hands. The sword sliced the air, spinning uncontrollably. Yun and the woman watched on, trying to stay away and not interfere with the ritual. Suddenly, the mostly clear skies were covered in dark stormy clouds. Talim became fearful. Something had gone terribly wrong.
"This isn't good, Seong!" Yun realized. "We gotta help her!" He ran to help Talim with Seong close behind. They reached the tornado to pull Talim to safety. It wouldn't work. A powerful blast blew the two from the swirling tunnel of wind. Then a laughter. Talim helplessly looked up.
"You fool!" scolded...the sword? "You think that you could purify me just like that? What incompetence!" Soul Edge was alive and no one was more surprised than Talim who still stood in the middle.
"What do you mean?!" she asked for answers. "Are you not Soul Edge?!" The laughter grew louder about the sword.
"You've only pried me off the hands of a worthless has-been! Abyss and Zasalamel were merely puppets to me and couldn't own the glory of handling the sword of malice! And now, I'm being purified by a little girl? To become a mere sword...that is a fool's desire and at such a tender age to have me attained..." The sword pointed straight up and twisted itself, giving the tornado more strength. The force lifted the light girl from the grass beneath her. "You will no longer be of this world. I banish you to the new depths of your demise!" Talim wasn't going to lose this fight. She reached for the sword. Her hands snagged the handle. Her small victory would soon become defeat. The sword vanished. As she tried to regain control, a powerful force struck her, rendering her unconscious. Reeling, Seong and Yun got to their wobbly feet but even at full strength weren't able to reach Talim as she was escorted against her will to the heavens.
"Talim!" Yun shouted his lungs out. No matter how much he called for her, she vanished and unable to have been seen ever again. Talim was defeated not by someone...but something.
(Talim's View)
Was I too weak from traveling? Was I not believable to the winds? Was Soul Edge waiting for me to let my guard down? How could I fall victim to the sword's deceit? All my friends...Seong, Yun, Kilik, Cassandra, Sophitia... I think the sword had it out for me the whole time because of my pure heart. But why am I still alive? Is Soul Edge salvaging me for torture? Please, let me know that I'm alive, I'm only 15! Please, let me be alive for sure!
Talim, your pleas are about to be answered. The problem would be the setting. Lying on her back in a patch of tall grass, she remained still. Before long, she began to stir. She sat up, emerging from the tall grass and grasp her head. "Oh, my!" she groaned. When she opened her eyes and peered over the grass, she gasped in surprise. The scene was far different. More buildings, taller structures and people...lots and lots of people. Definitely far more than those she kept in her mind and those who saw her attempt to purify the demonic blade. Technology had also become clear with vehicles abound. She couldn't believe where she ended up. "Where am I? What time am I in?" She rose to her feet but was unsteady. So unsteady, she began to fall back down. Some young men, all in jeans, helped catch her before her face-plant.
"Whoa, head's up!" one young man warned, wearing a lavender t-shirt.
"Kid, you okay?" another concernedly asked as he donned a gray long-sleeve. Back on her feet with some more steadiness, Talim was thankful for those who kept her up.
"Thank you," she praised. "I'll be in a bit." The men weren't too confident about her answer.
"Are you sure?" questioned the lavender t-shirt. "We can get you to a hospital to make sure." Talim looked befuddled. She appeared not to know what a hospital was but wasn't one to find out.
"No, that won't be necessary. I'm just...somewhere else." That's an easy way to explain the situation.
"You're lost?" Motioned the gray t-shirt. Looking to her surroundings, she knew that she was in a much different place.
"What...time period is this?" The men's confused looks told it all. She wasn't asking the time, more of the year instead. The gray t-shirt assumed something but thought it wasn't the case.
"I wanna say she's tripping but I think she's serious about it."
"Yeah, her eyes aren't messed up," the lavender t-shirt studied. "I don't know if it helps for you but it's 2003." How far did Soul Edge take her? Talim knew she wasn't in her time period. Talk about a serious wake-up call.
"It sent me to the future," she realized. The two had to guess what "it" she referred to.
"It?" Talim shook her head, thinking the two wouldn't understand. When she stepped on the sidewalk, the gray t-shirt saw a pair of steel hook blades protruding from forearm-length stick which had handles.
"What are these?" he asked as he picked them from the grass. Talim saw the blades.
"They're mine for defending myself. Syi Salika and Loka Luha are elbow blades when I am confronted by people who want to hurt me." The two were intrigued...and a little frightened. A cute teenager in possession of a pair of elbow blades.
"We have Pokémon to defend ourselves. Human violence is illegal in this day in age." Talim soon knew that she couldn't use her blades so much. Then came what he added.
"Pokémon?"
"Yeah, look around a bit." Talim listened and peered, viewing different people with a variety of creatures which included red baby pigeons, small blue weeded bulbs and green pods with yellow flowers flying above. Maybe Soul Edge placed her in a place where someone like her preferred her to stay at.
"Amazing...did the winds protect me from Soul Edge's demonic ploy?" Regardless, she wanted to see what's here to offer. "I would like to see what this land is offering." The men blinked, unsure how to act.
"S-Sure thing," the lavender t-shirt allowed. Talim journeyed ahead, wanting to understand her situation and why she was sent many years from her time...without aging one day.
"It will take me sometime to become accustomed to this new place and new time. Is this what the future holds?" As she traveled the sidewalks, she saw signs and lights at an intersection where vehicles moved really fast. The red light which illuminated an open hand told Talim to stay put, a few children joining her at the cross walk. The lights turned to white and lit up a person walking.
"Come on!" one little boy yelled as he ran across the street as vehicles traveled next to the cross walk. Following, Talim crossed the street at a slower pace: walking. Once across, she spotted several people walking in different pieces of clothing.
"Should I change what I wear to fit with these people? If only to blend in with the rest of them?" Before she continued that debate, a yellow moped zoomed passed her and hit a bump. It wouldn't be that bad if not for the fact that it carried a crate which broke when it hit the concrete pavement and a forest green egg spilled out. It rolled right into the crowd, now walking wherever they were heading as the rider throttled without knowing the cargo was gone. Unwillingly, the egg got kicked around in the crowd and poor Talim could only watch. Finally, the egg was ejected from the crowd and onto the street. Still, the egg remained intact...but that may not be for long as a semitrailer steamrolled down the road and the egg was in its path. "Oh no! The egg!" She dashed out after the egg. It would be close. With all her speed, Talim reached the egg, rolled a little away and stopped on the next lane as the semitrailer passed her. The crowd watched Talim dart out to the road and try to save the egg. A moment passed when Talim turned to the crowd, the egg safely in her arms. People would be appalled by Talim's recklessness but seeing the egg revealed different expressions.
"Hey, come out of the road!" a concerned woman ordered. Talim obeyed, safely returning to the sidewalk where the crowd observed the egg she kept from getting scrambled.
"Is that what I think it is?" one man thought.
"Yeah, it's gotta be," a woman realized. Everyone became abuzz with the egg. Talim needed help. She's about to get it in the form of a white car fitted with blue and red lights and a flashy blue-haired woman in a blue uniform that gone with the hat exiting it.
"Okay, break it up, everyone!" she commanded. The crowd stepped back to the uniformed woman's word. "Alright, what's going on that we're ganging up on this girl?" Another woman from the crowd spoke up.
"Officer Jenny, that girl risked her life saving that Pokémon egg," she described. "And if I'm not mistaken, that's the same egg the poachers stole from the preserve on Mt. Silver." The officer became enlightened and so did Talim. The egg was special. Jenny wanted to make sure the egg was the missing item.
"Mind if I take a closer look?" Talim offered the egg as she rubbed the rocky shell. "No question! This is the egg from the missing case!" A task for Talim. Jenny had another idea as she handed the egg back to her. "No doubt this egg needs to be returned to Mt. Silver. However, those poachers may come back to try to take it. You're not a trainer so I'll have you relocated over at the Marine Laboratory near here." Someplace to keep the egg away from the poachers was a welcoming. "Here, I'll give you a ride." Talim hesitantly nodded and jumped in the officer's car. Seeing Jenny reach back for a belt, Talim reached and pulled a belt of her own. Fastened, Jenny used her high-heeled feet on pedals to move the car via the tires. "So...is it alright if I ask your name?" Talim's trust to Jenny grew a little. Safety's sake?
"Talim," she named herself. Jenny somewhat balked at the name.
"Talim, huh? Certainly a strange name. But I don't judge people by their names, just their actions and my sisters will say the same thing." This intrigued Talim. What did she mean by judging actions?
"Can I ask for a clearer explanation?" Jenny snickered, not a big deal.
"I arrest people who commit crimes against Pokémon and people like theft and assault. You risked your life for a Pokémon egg. I commend people for those acts." Talim felt glad to receive a praise from Jenny for what she did to keep the egg from harm.
"Thank you." After some more driving, Jenny parked her car near a walkway on the side of a cliff.
"Down that path is the Marine Laboratory. I wish I could join you in making sure you get there safely but I gotta get back on patrol." Talim learned quickly to unfasten herself and hop out of Jenny's car.
"That's okay. Thank you for guiding me here." Jenny nodded and faced the road ahead, not noticing the elbow blades on Talim's back. Jenny drove off and Talim turned to the narrow walkway. Below the walkway was water. An ocean led out from the cliff. "Winds...please help me get across." She began to journey. A girl removed from the past and those she knew were presumably long gone, she began a new adventure far into the future.
TO BE CONTINUED...
(Honestly, it was easy to come up with this new story but it was downright a struggle to find a female lead. I hope you guys enjoyed this and I want to extend a big congrats to the Baltimore Ravens as Super Bowl XLVII champions.)