Me: Okay, so I know I have another pokemon story going on right now, but this is an idea I've been contemplating on doing for almost two years now, since I first played the White Version game and saw Kyurem, and heard of the Black 2 and White 2 games. So, here we go. Welcome, everyone, to Ice Cold Stone!
Anubis: Okay, first off, so there is no confusion about me. I am NOT the Egyptian god! I happen to be a (mostly) normal human like everyone else, and an OC. Anyways, the second matter is, this may or may not connect to The Nightmare Keeper at some point in the future. Now, onto the disclaimer. Reader does not own pokemon. He only owns his OC, aka, me. Get it, got it, good. I'm done here for now.
Chapter One
"Gatr!" A surge of water soaked an unmade bed, the teen under the covers crying out in surprise. He threw the layers off, completely doused, scowling at the water-type.
"Feraligatr, don't do that! I'll end up drowning one of these days!" The pokemon growled a chuckle, swinging his large blue tail around and stomping out of the room. A woman with brown hair and wearing a pink scrubs' outfit stood in the hall, sighing as the gator passed.
"He has been acting up so much, lately," she muttered. "Anubis, it's time to get up. I'm leaving for work soon. Your present is on the table, and your friends will be over in a few minutes. Charizard will be watching out for them and is just setting the table for the four of you. I'll be back by lunch time."
Anubis' mother left his view, and the teen stood, groaning as he pulled off his drenched pajamas. He was taller than other boys were at fourteen, and was thinner than them as well. He had some build to him, his skin deeply tanned from having lived most of his life in Slateport City in the Hoenn region. Anubis had short, near buzz cut brown hair, the same shade as his mother's, but had the deep gray eyes his deceased father had.
His father had passed away due to cancer about three months before, and that had been when Anubis Stone and his mother moved to Unova, to Asperita City. He didn't like to boast about it, but he was related to two champions through his parents. His mother was sister to Cynthia Gale, the Sinnoh champion, while his father was brothers with the man who ran Devon Corp. in Hoenn. Steven Stone, the steel-type, mineral gathering champion of Hoenn was the teen's cousin.
Anubis ran a tongue over his teeth, which were sharp like those of a dog, and moved to his closet, pulling out fresh, dry clothes. His boxers had luckily, and rather surprisingly, stayed dry, despite the miniature tsunami that had hit him, so he slid on a pair of sand colored cargo pants with ease, shaking himself dry first. A shirt that was similar in color and skin tight with short sleeves slid over his head to cover his torso, lightly showing his build. Black socks covered his feet, running up halfway to his knees, and he pulled on a pair of combat boots, lacing them tight.
A quick inspection in the mirror proved his appearance to be satisfactory, and Anubis raced down the hall and jumped over the back of the sofa, landing on it so he was lying down, arms behind his head. A somewhat feminine growl caught his attention, and Charizard, the only pokemon his mother had left from her time as a trainer in Kanto, snorted, glaring at him.
"You're worse than mom," Anubis stated plainly, knowing instantly what the fire-type was trying to say, as his mother ranted about his feet on the furniture twice every hour. He twisted so he was sitting up, eyeing the pokemon slightly. Charizard nodded in approval, turning back to her work by lighting a few candles on a small cake with the flame on her tail.
Feraligatr was by the door, curled up so he was able to look through the mail slot for anyone. The water-type had belonged to Anubis' father when he had started his journey in Johto, before the Stone family had moved to Hoenn when Steven started his journey ten years before Anubis. The gator growled, standing up and opening the door rather clumsily before anyone even had the chance to knock.
"Thanks, Feraligatr." A girl with brown hair that often reminded Anubis of meatballs and spaghetti stepped in, followed by a boy who was the same height with his brown hair spiked and messy. The girl wore a pink skirt and sun visor, along with knee length white socks, a white shirt, and a tan hand bag. The boy was in a black t-shirt, wearing a sleeveless blue jacket zipped up, black knee socks, a red visor, and a dark brown bag on his back. They both wore white running shoes, and shared the same green eyes, being twins.
"Nate, Rosa, what took so long? I thought you two were always used to arriving early," Anubis chuckled, standing so he was a good foot taller than them.
"Nate was being slow this morning with waking up," Rosa snickered, earning a hard glare from the older twin. They had both turned fourteen two weeks before, and each had a starter pokemon, but they had wanted to start with Anubis and the fourth member of their group, the oldest, Hugh.
"I didn't sleep in that late. Besides, you took a half hour in the bathroom just to put on make up. No one cares how you look, Rosa." Anubis sighed as the twins began to shout at one another, a daily routine they had in the mornings.
Feraligatr opened the door again, and Hugh, a boy with black, cleanly spiked hair and dull blue eyes, stepped in, instantly toning out the argument. He was taller than the twins, so he stood only half a foot shorter than Anubis. He wore a black shirt under a mostly zipped red long sleeved jacket, along with baggy black pants. Red sneakers covered his feet, and a small bag hung from the belt at his waist.
"Is it the usual?"
"Yeah, not surprisingly." Hugh nodded, not even a smile striking his face. He was always glum, and Anubis had learned it was because five years before, a group called Team Plasma had stolen a purloin from his little sister, Katy. He rarely smiled, and only did so on rare occasions. Hugh had been fourteen for almost five months, and also had a starter. "You guys can let out your pokemon, you know."
The twins stopped fighting right away, and all three of them tossed a small pokeball. A grass-type Snivy landed on Rosa's head, standing proudly. A fire-type Tepig snorted some smoke from by Nate's feet, and a water-type Oshawott patted its scallchop, stating its name with pride at Hugh's side.
Charizard growled her name, signaling that everything was ready. Anubis nodded, taking a seat first, followed by the others, the starters in their laps. The pokemon flicked her tail, which had an obvious meaning to them all.
"We might as well dig in," Nate said. "After all, we can't let a good meal go to waste, no matter what the occasion is." Tepig snorted, snatching an orange and munching on it happily, the juices dripping down his long face.
"Be quick though. I want to give Anubis his present." Rosa laughed a little as Snivy tried to consume a pancake whole. Hugh and Oshawott sighed at how the twins rapidly entered an eating frenzy with their pokemon, Anubis chuckling nervously the entire time.
It was a good ten minutes later that the table was completely cleared of food (no thanks to Feraligatr) and that Nate and Rosa were arguing once more, trying to decide who would give a gift first. Anubis managed to get a hold of the gift Hugh had brought him, rather glad that he had one sane friend. It wasn't much, just an x-transceiver, ice blue in color, with a monochrome bandana.
"They were really all I could afford," Hugh said glumly, scratching the back of his head. "I had bought a bit of supplies for my journey and almost forgot to get a gift."
"It's fine, Hugh. I don't mind. I could use these anyways." Anubis clipped the watch-like device to his right wrist, turning it on to see that it had the functions of a c-gear. He grinned, wrapping the bandana around his upper left arm, in the fashion of a gang member. "So, who's next?"
"That's me!" Nate tried to get to the new fourteen-year-old first, but Rosa pushed him aside, holding a box to Anubis' face.
"Here you go! I hope you like it!" Anubis chuckled again, nervous as he took the gift. He often tried to ignore it, but Rosa more often than not showed him large amounts of affection, pretty much screaming that she liked him. Nate once had to tie her to a tree to keep her from tackling Anubis when he had first arrived.
He opened the gift cautiously, and Rosa grinned like a maniac at him. Nate groaned from where he had landed on the floor, Hugh helping the older of the twins to his feet. Reaching into the box, Anubis pulled out a charm of sorts, a small crystal pendant on a necklace.
"It's a good luck charm. Everyone could use a little luck when they start their journey."
"Thanks, Rosa, I think," Anubis muttered, setting the charm in his lap. "Nate, you're up."
Nate tossed a present over, glaring at Rosa who only snickered. Charizard watched from the kitchen, instinctively slapping Feraligatr on the head as he tried to steal the cake on the counter-top. Anubis was less cautious with the new gift, tearing away plain brown paper.
"What do you think?"
"What in the name of Arceus is it?" Nate slipped and landed on his face at the question. A blue and yellow laptop of sorts was in Anubis' hands, looking brand new.
"It's a town map. They're always good for us trainers to carry, as they show a map of each region, though mainly the region we're in currently."
"Oh. Thanks." Anubis set the town map down, sighing slightly. "They're nice gifts, but I don't think I'll be able to start my journey any time soon. I don't even have a starter, and I can't take Charizard or Feraligatr. They wouldn't even listen to me if I tried."
The two pokemon growled to one another for a moment before the gator grabbed the parcel on the table, the gift left by Anubis' mother. A quick blur slashed the package, the contents falling into the teen's lap. He simply blinked in surprise as Feraligatr nodded, leaving the room. Charizard wore a smile on her face as she followed, using her tail to wave.
"What was that about?" Anubis shrugged in answer, studying the gift. It was a messenger bag, black like fertile soil, with a number of pockets. A single Velcro flap kept it shut, and Anubis pulled it open, digging a hand into it. A soft sound, like the tapping of metal, caught their attention, and the four teens were surprised as Anubis pulled out a pokeball, one that had something inside.
"Send it out," Nate and Rosa insisted at the same moment, holding their partner's close. Hugh picked up Oshawott, just in case, and Anubis smiled.
"Okay then." He pressed the button and tossed the ball as it expanded. "Come on out!"
Me: What is the mysterious pokemon? What does the future hold in store for these teens? Find out next time!
Anubis: And no one had better think I'm up tight. I simply try to hide emotions, since I have such a spread out family.
Me: Sure, Anubis. Of course you're not uptight.