Okay, I've been wanting to write a Pokemon Black & White fic since I saw my first episode (which for me was episode 6). This was the first time I avidly followed Pokemon since Johto Journeys and I just fell in love all over again. And I really just got the inspiration from reading Best Wishes by Becca from Quotev. So I'm going to be closely following the anime episodes, but with a few adjustments here and there. First are with the Pokemon. There are two off the top of my head that are going to be changed. I have no dislike for these Pokemon, I just wanted their replacements more. They're taken from the Pokemon Black 2 & White 2 PokeDex's, if they end up not making any sense to you. Secondly, this chapter as been amended to fit my character's intro. Other than that, it should match episode to episode.

A bit of background information on my OC. She comes from Kanto, but Viridian City as opposed to Pallet Town. She met her Pikachu on the outskirts of the city where they played for hours and eventually became the best of friends. They went on traveling and have been through Kanto and Johto, collecting badges and competing in the League (no Hoenn or Sinnoh in this story though).

And another little tidbit of information about my character. Her full name is Gwendolyn Lucas. Gwendolyn translates to white, fair, blessed. Lucas translates ot light. So Gwen Lucas can mean white light.

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In the Shadow of Zekrom

Unova, named the land of variety. It was home to Pokemon that couldn't be found anywhere in the four other regions. And apparently, when Gwen was boarding the plane, it was said that most, if not all, people in Unova had never seen a Pikachu before. It was odd to Gwen as she'd seen plenty of Pikachu in Kanto. Viridian Forest was full of them and there was even a club for Pikachu trainers. It was an amusing as well as exasperating experience for Gwen and Pikachu when they were basically dragged in.

But anyway, looking out of the plane window, Gwen felt excitement coursing through her at the thought of a new region. New place, new Pokemon, new start. Gwen couldn't wait.

"What about you, Pikachu?" she asked her partner who was sitting in her lap.

"Pi Pi Pikachu!" he exclaimed, excited as well. Gwen scratched below his ear just the way she knew he liked it. He crooned in response. Even for a Pikachu, he was unique. He had a small tuft of hair on his forehead and wore a pair of blue goggles since he and Gwen first became partners. He hardly ever took them off. Gwen encouraged it, she liked having a Pokemon that was unique.

And there were to be even more unique Pokemon within Unova for her to meet and befriend and even battle with.

Her heart leapt to her throat when she watched the plane descend bellow the clouds and the land come in to visual. Unova. The plane smoothly sailed across the seaside and glided next to the dock. It was a couple minutes before the announcement came for everyone to begin disembarking. Gwen reached into the upper compartment for her backpack and tote and followed everyone out.

While everyone instantly made their way over to claim checking, Gwen stopped on the dock, gazing out at the sea, the sky, and the surrounding land. "Unova," she murmured. "We're finally here, Pikachu." From her shoulder, Pikachu cooed in response.

Just then, a pink fish Pokemon leapt from the waters, creating a small spray on the dock, before diving right back into the water. It had a large, heart-shaped body with fins on top and below. Interesting. The closest thing Gwen could compare it to as a Luvdisc, but it was too big to be one.

Gwen turned to walk away but stopped when Pikachu hopped off her shoulder. She looked over her shoulder and adjusted her glasses. "Pikachu?" Pikachu stood at the edge of the dock, looking out into the skies as if looking for something. "What is it?" But then Gwen noticed it as well, a large black cloud drifting toward them. "Hmm..."

But their pondering was interrupted by a large metal claw that latched Pikachu inside, making a cage. Gwen gasped, leaping for the cage and gripped it before it could retract. She followed the line to see three figures, one of them quite small, in trench coats, sunglasses and hats. "Who are you and what do you want with my Pikachu?" Gwen called to the attempted thieves.

"'Who are you' the question indeed," came an older feminine voice.

"We'll answer you as we feel the need," came another voice, this one from a man. They took off their hats and sunglasses to reveal a man with periwinkle blue hair just under his chin and sharp green eyes, a woman with long magenta hair and green eyes, as well as a...Meowth on two legs? How was that possible?

"We are the people whom Pikachu owes it allegiance now," the Meowth said. Wait...did that Pokemon just speak?

"Did you just talk?!" Gwen exclaimed. "How is that possible?"

The Meowth chuckled. "Yes, I did talk and it has a long story behind it. Unfortunately, you don't have the time to hear it because we've gotta get going."

The cage began to retract, but Gwen held on tight. "No! Pikachu, Thunderbolt!"

Pikachu shot electricity toward the three, but before it reached them, it hit some sort of protector that blocked it and sent it into a discharge until it fizzled out.

The trio laughed. "Wasted effort!" the man exclaimed

"We're completely Thunderbolt proof," the woman added.

What am I supposed to do now? Gwen thought. I don't have any other Pokemon and I can't hold on forever. If I call for the police, they might not get here in time.

Just then, the thundercloud that was drifting toward land came to a stop just over their heads. It rumbled and crashed, sending down small sparks of lightning. One struck the cage that held Pikachu, shattering it and sending both Pikachu and Gwen to the ground. It took several moments for Gwen to get her breath back, feeling the risidule electricity course through her veins. Her limbs trembled slightly as she tried to rise. She looked over to Pikachu to see him on his hands and feet, shuddering and sparking violently. But the electricity was blue, not yellow.

"Pikachu!" Gwen croaked.

Pikachu slowly rises to his feet, static building in his cheeks. "Pika...chu!" He sends out a large Thunderbolt up towards the storm clouds. The clouds dissipaited for a few short moments to reveal a black figure with large wings, a large tail and piercing red eyes. Its body was surrounded by waves of blue light. Electricity. It shot upwards, leaving a mighty discharge in its wake, shocking both Gwen and Pikachu.

Gwen felt her skin buzzing and her muscles tremble. She was quite used to being shocked by Pikachu and knew the course of lightning through her body, but this was different, more intense. More powerful. The first thing Gwen did was roll to the side and empty the contents of her stomach. Talk about an experience.

Crawling on her hands and knees, Gwen went over to Pikachu, who looked little better. "Pikachu," she murmured, cradling her partner in her arms. Pikachu slowly blinked his eyes open, giving Gwen a tired smile. "Are you alright?" she asked.

"Pika Pi," he answered.

"Are you alright?"

Gwen turned to see two ladies coming toward her. That was when she realized she wasn't wearing her glasses. Making a quick search for them, she picked them and and jammed them back on her face. Luckily they weren't cracked at all, and she looked back to the ladies. They seemed like sisters with medium brown hair, light green eyes, fair complexions and slight builds. One was dressed in a long, breezy poncho and jeans while the other was dressed in what Gwen would call business casual in a white collared shirt, grey slacks, and a minty green cardigan. Both knelt down to eye level with Gwen and Pikachu.

"We're fine," Gwen told them, slowly rising to her feet. One of the ladies gently held her arm in case she might collapse.

"Are you sure?" the other lady asked. "You two were completely enveloped in that thundercloud."

Gwen blinked, a bit stunned at the reality of it. Inside a thundercloud... "We're fine," she repeated. "Right Pikachu?" Pikachu chirped in agreement, a slight spark coming from his cheeks. Odd. Pikachu seemed over it quickly as he hopped onto Gwen's shoulder.

"Come inside and sit down, at least," the slightly dressy lady said. "You look rather pale."

Well, if her warm beige skin was looking pale, then Gwen may just believe this woman was right. Besides, she had nowhere to go just yet. She followed the ladies inside the claimcheck building and sat down where one of them actually had luggage of her own.

"Is this all your stuff?" the lady in the creamy yellow poncho asked, gesturing to Gwen's backpack and tote.

Gwen nodded. "Yeah, this is it."

"Doesn't seem like a lot," the lady replied.

"Well, going on a journey, I can only take what I can carry," Gwen answered.

"Whaddaya know?" the lady exclaimed. "Aurea, this girl is a Pokemon Trainer."

The other lady, Aurea it seemed her name was, came back carrying a can of lemonade that she handed to Gwen. Suddenly feeling thirsty, Gwen popped it open and took a big drink. "You don't say?" Aurea commented. "And guessing by your Pikachu, you come from Kanto, right?"

Gwen nodded. "Viridian City," she answered. "The forest just to the north has tons of Pikachu."

"Here in Unova, Pikachu aren't a native," Aurea said. "Most, if not all, people have never seen one in person. There's so much I want to ask you."

Gwen felt her brow knot. "Why?" She was already told that no one in Unova has seen a Pikachu before, but why would someone have questions?

Aurea looked surprised at Gwen's reaction. "Forgive me, we haven't introduced ourselves. I'm Professor Aurea Juniper and this is my sister, Anthea."

"You're a Pokemon Professor?" Gwen exclaimed. She looked so young! Aurea, no Professor Juniper, nodded. "It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Gwendolyn Lucas, but you can call me Gwen."

Professor Juniper nodded. "It's nice to meet someone from Kanto. My sister is returning home from Sinnoh. Speaking of which," she turned to Anthea, "you'll have to tell me all about it when we get home."

Anthea nodded, chuckling. "I am and will, Aurea. When we got home." She turned to Gwen. "So, where were you headed?" she asked.

"Uh," Gwen started, "I hadn't thought about it yet," she answered truthfully.

"Well, how about I drive you to my lab in Nuvema Town?" Professor Juniper offered. "If it's okay with you, I want to give Pikachu a check up after that thunderstorm. Just in case something's wrong."

"Okay," Gwen said, finishing up the lemonade and tossing the can in recycling. Apparently Anthea had returned from a summer archaeological dig in Sinnoh from what Gwen overheard from Professor Juniper, joking over how Anthea could have a full suitcase, backpack, and handbag of stuff. At least there was enough room for Gwen in the back of the professor's jeep where she climbed in behind Anthea.

Gwen felt the cool autumn breeze curl through her hair, wavy and yellow with an underlayer of white that hung to her waist. It seemed like a coincidence that the professor liked driving with the top down as Gwen loved the fast wind it brought through her hair, even if it was going to be terribly snarled later. Anthea seemed a bit less enthusiastic about it, bemusedly pulling her hair back into a bun.

During the drive, Gwen looked to the side of the road where there was forest on each side. There were several deer-like Pokemon with orange and cream fur and docile faces that watched the car as it passed, not at all phased by it. Some even raced along, trying to keep pace. Overhead, small bird Pokemon flew overhead. They seemed like a fusion between a Pidgey and a Starly. And further along the path were brown, rat-beaver-like Pokemon. They all looked so interesting.

"What do you think, Gwen?" Professor Juniper asked. "being from Kanto, you haven't seen any Pokemon like these."

"They look so beautiful," Gwen said. "Especially those deer ones."

"They're called Deerling," Anthea answered. "You've seen them during autumn, but during the other seasons their coats actually change color."

"Really?" Gwen exclaimed, adjusting her glasses. "They actually change color?"

"Yes," Professor Juniper confirmed. "As well as their evolution, Sawsbuck. In pre-modern times, people would use them to judge the change of the seasons."

"Has someone actually seen them change?" Gwen asked.

"I've seen a Deerling go from green to orange just like a leaf does," Professor Juniper said. "It's all done in about a day and it's a beautiful sight."

"Wow," Gwen breathed. "How about that, Pikachu?" She looked down to her beloved partner.

"Pika Pika!" he exclaimed. Then his cheeks began to go staticky for a moment.

"Are you alright, Pikachu?" Gwen asked. Pikachu brushed it off and gave it the a-okay.

"Once we get to my lab, I'll have a look," Juniper said.

"Don't you need to head home first?" Gwen asked.

"Our home is right next door," Anthea told her with a slight chuckle.

Gwen felt her brows rise to her hairline. "Really?"

"Yep," Anthea answered. "Has a connecting door and everything. Dad had the lab built next to home when we were kids. Said he didn't want to have to choose between being near his career or his family. So he extended the garage to make his entire laboratory."

Gwen was impressed. "Nice."

Anthea nodded. "Now it's Aurea's personal lab and may even be the lab for her future children, providing she finds a man first."

This seemed like a running joke as the professor shook her hand and gently shoved her sister's shoulder. "I don't see you with any boyfriend," she teased.

"At least I've had more than two," Anthea teased back. That was the end of it as they had a few more chuckles and the professor asked about Anthea's dig.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the lab. Gwen could see a smaller house connected to it, but the lab had to be almost double the size. Anthea grabbed her bags and headed into the house, stating she would be in the lab shortly. Gwen followed Professor Juniper into the lab. She was politely introduced to her assistants, Ryan and Arthur, who also exclaimed over Pikachu. They even commented on Pikachu's dark blue goggles.

Smiling, Gwen told them of how Pikachu had gotten them. "I was at the beach in Vermilion City and I had a pair of goggles for swimming. When I was done with them, Pikachu decided to try them on. He didn't like them over his eyes, so he placed them on his brow. He's worn them ever since." They hung just under the tuft on his head, making him exactly like the Pikachu in the arcade game Pikachu Surfer.

Unfortunately, he had to take them off while being examined. He had multiple wires stuck to him and he looked miserable as the scanner fully enveloped him. "Pikachu," he pouted.

"Just a few more minutes, Pikachu," Gwen told him.

"So Gwen, you said Pikachu was encased in an electric field and that he was surrounded by blue electricity that wasn't of his own making?" Juniper asked.

"Yeah, that's right," Gwen answered. "Have you found anything?"

"Not yet," she answered. "But I still want to do a few more tests."

Pikachu slumped even more. Gwen put a hand on his forehead. "It's alright buddy, you'll be out of here in no time."

The electronic doors whir open and Arthur enters the room. "Professor, the new trainer has arrived for his Pokemon," he says.

Juniper blinks. "Wait, it's that time again?" she slowly realized. "I didn't know that it was today." She looked down at her clothing. She hadn't changed when they arrived. "I'm not even dressed appropriately."

Gwen's head tilted to the side. "You look lovely to me," she said. "Professional too, if that's what you're worried about."

"Thank you Gwen," Juniper said. "I'm just so used to being in a lab coat that an actual outfit seems under-dressed to me." She turned to Ryan at the computer. "Can you finish up the tests? I'll return shortly." Ryan nodded.

"Can I go with you?" Gwen offered. She wanted to see the Pokemon that would be offered to this new trainer. She didn't get Pikachu from a lab and she'd never been to one in the first place. She had no idea what to expect.

"Sure," Juniper agreed and Gwen followed her out.

Pushing the cart down the hall, Gwen saw a boy in the lobby. His back was to them as he held a camera in front of him, snapping away at the walls of the lab. Gwen found it odd that he would want to take pictures of the lobby. It was nice and clean, but nothing exceptional to look at. His sandy blonde hair fell just above his shoulders and he was well dressed for his journey in an orange jacket and brown cargo pants. He turned upon hearing the cart.

"Hello, Trip," Juniper greeted. "I'm so glad I didn't miss you. I just picked up my sister from the airport less than an hour ago."

"It's no problem, Professor," Trip replied. "I'm ready to start my journey now."

"I know you've waited a long time for this day," Juniper said. "Welcome to the world of Pokemon."

"Hi, I'm Gwen," Gwen introduced. "How long have you wanted to start your journey?"

Trip glanced at her with cool blue eyes. "Since I was six. I'm thriteen now, the age any kid can start their adventure. Basic."

Gwen quirked a brow. "Thirteen? Really?" She'd started traveling just after her tenth birthday.

Trip's eyes harden to a slight glare. "Of course, that's when every kid starts his adventure in this town. I just told you that."

"Sorry," Gwen said. "I guess I had a different start from you." He didn't have to be so rude.

"Now, now," Juniper soothed. "Trip, Gwen is from the Kanto Region. She just arrived in Unova."

Trip blinked. "Kanto?" He began chuckling.

"What's so funny?" Gwen asked, confused.

Trip let out one more chuckle before answering. "You see, with your accent and slow comprehension, I thought you might come from the boonies."

Gwen gaped. Yes, she quickly noticed that Kanto and Unova had different accents, but this boy basically called her an idiot. Not only that, but he dissed her home. "Excuse me?" She glared at him from over her glasses. For once Gwen was glad for her 5'7" height because Trip is a few inches shorter than her as she looked down at him.

"Come now," Juniper interrupts, still trying to be cheerful. "Today's your first day as a Trainer! So it's a happy day!" She turns toward the cart and grabs one of the Pokeballs. "Now, you can choose your partner from among these three types. The first is Tepig, a Fire-Type."

She releases the Pokeball to reveal a little pig Pokemon. Its body was majorly orange except for its ears and a line down to its snout as well as its rear and tail. It was chubby and cute looking.

Gwen knelt down in front of the Tepig and smiled. "So you're a Tepig!" she exclaimed. The Tepig startled and hopped a few paces away, turning to face them and blowing a few embers from its snout. Gwen smiled. "That's a Fire-type for you, nice and fiery." Though the Tepig seemed a little stoic. Perhaps it has a Serious nature.

Juniper chooses another Pokeball from the cart. "Up next, here's Oshawott, a Water-Type!" A sea otter comes out with a slick white face and hands. Its body was a watery blue with its feet and tail a dark blue and it had a small yellow shell at its belly. Its round eyes and freckles gave it a slightly cherubic look.

"Aww," Gwen cooed, enamored with the Pokemon already. "Aren't you the cutest!" Oshawott blushes, rubbing the back of his head.

"Finally," Juniper presses on, grabbing the last Pokeball, "Snivy, a Grass-Type!" Snivy was a slim snake Pokemon with hands and feet and a tail that flared out into a three pointed leaf. It had a long sharp snout and slanted eyes that exuded aloofness and confidence. Gwen thought it seemed just like Trip, but with less of the attitude.

Gwen looked to the three Pokemon standing in a neat row. Oshawott looked hopefully at Trip, as if desperately wanting to be picked. It looked so jolly and sweet. "Oh, I wouldn't have any idea which to pick," she exclaimed. "They're all so cute and full of potential." Oshawott seemed like the perfect buddy, Snivy would be good in a strategy match and Tepig would be a powerhouse.

"Don't forget," Trip snapped. "I'm the one who gets to choose."

Gwen rolled her eyes. "I know, I know." But looking at the three of them, she wished she was the one doing the choosing.

After about a minute, Trip speaks, "I've decided. I'm choosing Snivy."

Gwen wasn't surprised. Snivy seemed meant for him. Snivy looked proud at getting chosen. Tepgi turned to a slight pout and Oshawott...oh, Oshawott. It looked devastated. Gwen wanted to gather it up in her arms and tell him it wasn't its destiny. It would get a trainer who wanted its company and friendship.

"Alright," Juniper replied, handing him a flat handheld device. "Here's your PokeDex."

Trip takes it with a smile. "Thanks, Professor!" He held it toward Snivy and flipped it open. Snivy, the Grass Snake Pokemon. Cool, Calm and collected. Snivy uses photosynthesis to collect energy with the leaf in its tail.

Gwen peeked over Trip's shoulder to look at the PokeDex. It had an image of Snivy that turns position every couple seconds. "So that's a PokeDex?"

Trip snapped the PokeDex closed. "And you don't even know what a PokeDex is. Typical to the boonies."

Gwen glared at him. "Just so you know, it was Professor Oak, from Kanto, who created the PokeDex. I know what one is, I've just never seen one in use before."

"Gwen is right," Juniper said. "Kanto is known for some of its lavish cities like Celadon, Saffron and Fuscia. It's got a couple of beautiful beaches as well. And it's thanks to Professor Oak that each region has its own PokeDex. We've all managed to expand it thanks to his original design."

"Hmm," Trip sounded, agreeing with the Professor only to be polite. Gwen can tell he isn't convinced.

Juniper held out a small case with five deactivated Pokeballs as well as another one that is. "Here's your starter Pokeballs as well as Snivy's. You can carry up to six Pokemon with you. If you want to catch more, you can send ones to my lab for standby and I can transfer them from any Pokemon Center or Gym. I'll watch over them in the mean time."

"Thank you, Professor," Trip said, taking the Pokeballs. He pointed Snivy's at the Pokemon, calling it back. The red light captures it and retracts it inside. "I'll be on my way." He made his way out of the lab.

Gwen followed him outside. "Hey Trip, what are your plans for your journey?" she asked, coming to a stop just steps away from him.

"Training Snivy, catching as many Pokemon as I can and collecting eight badges in order to enter the Unova League," Trip replied. "Basic stuff."

Gwen paused slightly. "Well, there are quite a few more things to do that just that." Like performing, sight-seeing, checking out the Pokeclubs like the Pikachu one in Vermilion City, just to name a few. "But that seems like a good start."

Before Trip could reply, a cry came out from behind them. "Pika Pi!" Gwen turned to see Pikachu racing up to her, goggles and all. Holding her arms out, Gwen caught Pikachu in her arms as he leapt into them.

"Pikachu, you're all done with your tests, huh?" Gwen stated as Pikachu settles himself on her shoulder.

"Pika!" he nodded.

"Who's that Pokemon?" Trip inquired, a look of surprise on his face. He took out his PokeDex and held it up to Pikachu. Pikachu, the mouse Pokemon, and the evolved form of Pichu. Pikachu's tail is sometimes struck by lightning as it raises it to check its surroundings. He then took out his camera and snapped a couple pictures, walking around Gwen to get another angle.

Gwen put a hand to her hip, feeling slightly agitated. "Have you taken enough pictures?" she snapped.

Trip placed the camera back into the pocket of his jacket and points his finger in Gwen's face. "This is why we don't like people from the boonies," he snapped. "A Pikachu in the Unova is huge. It's a really big deal!"

Gwen swatted his finger away. One of the things she detested was people pointing at her like that, it made her feel belittled. "So I've been told," she replied through gritted teeth.

Trip's face curled into a smirk. "Is it strong?"

Gwen met his grin with one of her own. "You bet."

"Pika Pika!" Pikachu agreed.

"You wanna see?" Gwen goaded.

"Sure I do," Trip replied.

The two of them put a good distance between them in order for their Pokemon to battle. Pikachu is already out and facing Trip. He called out Snivy, who held his nose high and his hands to his hips.

"You ready, Pikachu?" Gwen called. Pikachu nodded. "Okay, Quick Attack, go!"

Pikachu leapt into action, a white tail following him as he bound straight against Snivy, sending it backwards. He slowly rises back to his feet.

"Alright!" Trip called. "Snivy, use Vine Whip!"

Long vines stretch from Snivy's neck and whip towards Pikachu. The first one connects, but Pikachu manages to dodge the second.

"Good!" Gwen called out. "Now, use Thunderbolt!"

Pikachu grins as he prepares for his signature move. He inhales and exhales the energy, but no electricity comes out. Just a few sparks fly from his cheeks.

What's going on? Gwen thought. Why can't Pikachu use Thunderbolt? Nevemind. "Pikachu, use Volt Tackle!"

Pikachu sprinted towards Snivy, but again no electricity emerges. He pants and ceases running, sweat beginning to coat his yellow fur from the exertion. Gwen bit her lip. Why can't Pikachu use its moves? It managed to use Quick Attack just fine!

"Is this some kind of strategy?" Trip asked. "Using moves your Pokemon doesn't even know?"

"Shut up!" Gwen snapped. "Use Iron Tail, Pikachu!"

With luck, Piakchu's tail shimmers and turns a steely gray. So, it's only Electric-Type moves Pikachu can't use. I'll have to work around it for now.

"Snivy, use Leaf Tornado!" Trip ordered.

Gwen paused, unfamilar with the move. "Leaf Tornado?"

Trip smirked. "Don't know it, do you?" Gwen glared at him.

Snivy leapt into the air, spinning and a whirl of leaves gather around him. It forms a tornado that sweeps toward Pikachu. It smashes him into the ground creating a rut in the ground that pushes him several feet back.

"Pikachu!" Gwen cried running for her Pokemon. When the dust cleared, she saw her Pokemon battered and bruised in the dirt. She took him in her arms. Something wasn't right with him. He couldn't use either of his electric attacks and she saw more static coming out of his cheeks. She had to get him back to Professor Juniper.

From behind her, she heard Trip calling her out. "I think you two better start over with the basics." She ignored him and raced back into the lab.

Back in the lab, Pikachu was again hooked up to the scanner. He looked put out from the loss, but Gwen told him it didn't matter. He needed to get well. Anthea had come into the lab and was just as shocked as the Professor when learning that Pikachu couldn't use his Electric-Type moves.

"Something's not right with Pikachu, after all," Gwen said to the Professor.

Juniper nodded. "Now that I know what to look for, I see it," she replied. "It appears that Pikachu has suffered an electrical overload of some kind."

Gwen tilted her head in slight confusion. "Overload?"

She turned to Gwen and Pikachu. "All that electrical energy Pikachu absorbed from the thunderstorm was too much."

"It would explain why Pikachu can't use Electric-Type moves," Anthea added. "When it comes to Electric-Type Pokemon, their electric stores have a percise balance. They're usually able to process extra electricity into their bodies rather well, but sometimes, when it becomes too intense, it messes with their balance of power."

That didn't sound good. "Will Pikachu be able to use his Electric-Type moves again?" Gwen asked.

Anthea put a knuckle to her chin. "My best guess is that Pikachu needs to get his electrical equilibrium back, but I wouldn't know how. Any option seems too precarious as well as dangerous."

Suddenly, the lights begin to flicker and the monitor systems begin to shorten out.

"Huh? What was that?" Juniper mumbled, turning back to the monitors.

"What's going on?" Ryan asked aloud.

Pikachu was then stabbed with electrical currents. "Pikachu!" Gwen cried out.

"Look! It's the storm cloud again!" Juniper called. Everyone looks outside to see the whirring storm cloud from before. It drifted just above the lab.

Pikachu cried in pain as the electricity courses through it. "Pikachu!" The system then shuts off completely.

"Reload the system quickly!" Juniper ordered to Ryan.

He nodded. "Right." He went to the door, hauling it open and leaving the room.

Juniper turned back to the window. "It couldn't be, could it? Could the source of those clouds be Zekrom, the Legendary Pokemon?"

Gwen turned to the professor. "Zekrom?"

"Zekrom is quite a legend in these parts," she continued. "From within its thunderclouds, Zekrom watches over people and Pokemon. And its lightning bolts are said to be judgements from above, and they're also the pillars that hold up the sky."

The wires connected to Pikachu then snap off, and the electricity grows more intense. He begins screaming.

"Pikachu!" Gwen shrieked. He wouldn't be able to take the electricity for much longer.

Yes, so I gave Professor Juniper a sister. Since Gwen isn't traveling with Professor Oak, I had to know how Gwen would meet Juniper at the airport. That's when I came up with a sister who was coming to Unova as well.

Anthea is just a person that sprouted from the top of my head, but I have made up a few details about her if any of you were curious. She's Professor Juniper's younger sister. They look pretty similar in the looks department (light brown hair, blue eyes, fair skin), Anthea is an inch or two shorter, her style is a bit more on the casual side and has a more carefree and bubbly personality. Her career is archaeology. She can be a bit conscious about looking nice, even though her job is digging through the dirt. She often sees her career as her hobby as well and can seem to take it a bit less seriously than others would. She enjoys teasing her older sister, who has such a demanding job that takes up most her time which can make her neglect other things like house-tasks and social interaction.

And I gave Pikachu a bit more of a unique look. He looks a lot like Richie's Pikachu, Sparky, with the tuft of fur on his head. And then with the goggles that come from Super Smash Bros. Brawl.