Chardon was laying under a palm leaf, relaxing in the shade. He was keeping a wary eye out for predators, especially the Arboks, who would have easily taken him out as a quick lunch. Arboks were notorious for picking off sick and weakly Charmeleons, although they would never attack a healthy one. One had attacked one of hes siblings a few years back. He was badly injured, but he lived thanks to their father. Their father, Chardoron, had been very well known for his flame attacks.
Their mother wasn't all that bad herself. Chardon didn't like thinking of hi smother, or his father for that matter. What he had veen told was that the humans had captured both of them… how long had it been, 14 years? To think that the humans would have been able to capture one fully grown charizard, much less two, under law, considering they were an endangered species, didn't seem possible. But he had learned what had happened during his time in the Lake Eerie area.
Chardon looked up at the sky, It was starting to get a little overcast. Just the thing he needed now. Rain. It wasn't a good thing for a charmeleon to get caught in the rain. The thought of rain brought back a memory of a story that had been passed through his family about a Charmander in the care of legendary Pokémon trainer Ash Ketchum.
He'd been told that Ash had found the Charmander under a leaf in the middle of a rainstorm. The trainer had told it to stay and wait for him to return. He never returned. Ash had found the Charmander at its last stretch of life, and had sent it to a Pokémon Center. The Charmander did eventually find its trainer again, but decided to stay with Ash. That Charmander eventually evolved to be a powerful Charizard. That Charizard was Chardon's great-great-grandfather. Chardon was glad to be part of his family, even though he had never seen him in person.
He sighed, and got up. He figured now would be as good a time as any to fund shelter just in case it did rain. God, he wished he had his family back… He started walking towards the cave that he called home for the time being.
His tail swished back and forth, the flame brightening ever so slowly as he walked. The Charmeleon was bored, but wary. Even if he was more powerful at this stage, he still had to watch out for predators.
His nose suddenly went into overdrive. There was a smell he hadn't smelled in what seemed like ages… a Char-type smell. He hadn't smelled it since he had left Char, Dante, and Yuusei in the Lake Eerie area over 10 years ago… Those had been fun days. Although a bit stressful…
A drop of water hit and stung on his forehead, and he decided that now was not a good time for reminiscing. He quickened his pace to the cave, as the rain started coming down. He had just made it to the mouth of the cave when the sky unloaded on him. "Whew… That was a lucky shot, if I do say so myself."
As he sat out the rain, his mind drifted back to the good ole days, back to Chirin and Azalea… back when they were all one big group…. Why had he left again? Oh yes… he had… unfinished business… to attend to. A sneer curled up at those thoughts. ~And what exactly was that business, Chardon? Go and find family that doesn't exist anymore? The only family you had, you left behind. There is no more. Your parents were killed. You don't even know where your brother is. Why even bother? ~… "Because I care…"
"What do you care about?" A voice in the background had replied to his statement. Chardon jumped about a foot before he recognized the voice. He peered into the darkness, vaguely making out a tall slender form; graceful, but powerfully built. " … Xeon?" The shadow's head bowed slowly. "Well, you're a face I never would have expected to see around here. How've ya been?" The Mewtwo stepped out of the shadow to reveal a scarred face and body from many a battle. "I may look a mess, but I'm still Xeon…."