Well here is the very first chapter of Perspective. A story that I will stick to until it is done. For my reviewers who submitted a character, your characters will fall into the story as it progresses. So be patient pups. I will have this story updated by next week. Enough of my talking, just start reading.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN POKEMON. I OWN ONLY THE PLOTLINE AND THE CHARACTERS. WELL TECHNICALLY THE PEOPLE WHO SUBMITTED THE CHARACTERS ARE THE CREATORS...UH...JUST GET ON WITH THE STORY.
It was a moonlit night, and the darkness of the night gave comfort. In a certain part of the forest, a large Pokemon laid near the edge of a lake. The creature laid on its side, its weight pressing into the cattails and grass that framed the low ridges of the still water. Its limbs were outstretched. Its head laid on the soft verdure, its eyes closed and its breath steady. The pale light of the moon wrapped the Pokemon in its path. The beige helmet glowed wanly as well as the deep blue color of the skin. The blue Pokemon seemed at ease. Then, its whiskers trembled slightly.
The eyes opened to reveal crimson pupils as the massive Pokemon tensed immediately. It snapped its head in the direction of the sound. What it saw was a black form standing in its general direction. It wore a long cloak that was black as night. Its face was hidden in the shadows of its hood. The beast's eyes dilated, its mouth drawing back into snarl. The white of the teeth glinted in the faint light; a deep rumble of the throat slipped through, warning the person to keep its distance.
"Daikenki, relax," mumbled a black cloaked figure. The said Pokemon cocked its head a bit while the figure took a few cautious steps towards it. The breathing of Daikenki was steady and calm until said person was only a tail-length away. A hand reached out to the large Pokemon; he watched the hand carefully. But when it gotten to close for comfort, he released a growl from the pits of his throat. The hand paused a bit but continued to its destination. It met the helmet of the creature and softly stroke it. The roughness of the shell helmet felt smooth against their palm. Daikenki let out a somewhat audible purr and soon calmed down. The person sat beside his head where he laid his head on their legs.
"Is Daikenki okay?" spoke a voice. The black figure raised their head to see another person but taller and attired in a dark gray cloak. The person nodded their head and looked back at the Pokemon. Daikenki's blood red eyes were half-lidded as its steady warm breath flowed out of his mouth and against his master's legs.
"Yea, he's ok. He's just a bit grouchy after today's battles. Just like when he was an Oshawott." His master chuckled a bit, and Daikenki glared at them. "I'm just playing around, Daikenki. Now that you're a strong and powerful Samurott, you can take anybody down." Daikenki's master wrapped their arms around his neck and gave the Samurott a hug. Daikenki froze a bit but relaxed in their grip. The white form watched the two and gave an unnoticeable small smile.
"Well, he does have your attitude," the taller joked. The other gave a death glare but ignored them and cuddled against the blue Pokemon. Daikenki carefully nudged his head over his master's body, making sure the spikes of his helmet did not harm them. The gray's smile became a little bigger. The person raised his head to the sky and took in a breath of the cool air, allowing the dark of the night calm their souls and give them secrecy.
"Pika Pikachu," called a small Pokemon. The small yellow Pokemon poked at a young girl's face several times. The young girl had ebony hair and a pale complexion and was mumbling into her white pillow, ignoring the electric Pokemon. A pale purple blanket covered the lower half of her body with another white pillow covering her head, and her arms were tucked under her pillow. The Pikachu sat by her side, arms crossed and a serious gaze on its face. It poked her in her side once more.
The girl's body flinched but relaxed back to its original state. The mouse Pokemon's left eye began to twitch in irritation at its master not waking up. It poked at her again, but she still did not wake up. The Pikachu couldn't take it anymore. The red cheek pouches on its face started creating sparks, and then with one breath it released a bolt of lightning onto the girl.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" screamed the girl. She sat up in bed with her pitch black hair sticking in all directions. She glared at the smirking Pikachu sitting next to her. "Storm," she growled out.
"Pika," said Storm, giving a military salute. He then jumped off the bed and sprinted out the room.
The raven-haired let out an exasperated sigh then fell back onto the pillows. She looked back up at the ceiling with her sapphire eyes and closed them. 'Another day of training like every other day.' she thought.
"Hey, you awake Hanna?" asked a masculine voice. One eye popped open to see a teal eyed male peering through the door. The male teen stood 5'11" high with a medium build. He is 17 year olds and have black locks that covered his right eye. He has skin like snow and eyes greenish blue as the mysterious depths of Lake Acuity. He sported a black and blue jacket, grey jeans, a silver fedora with a black base line, fingerless blue gloves, and black sneakers. It was his casual outfit. He had a small smirk on his face as he saw a grumpy raven-haired girl sitting on the bed. He can tell she was shocked awake by her most serious Pokemon whom he had past by on his way to her room.
"Yeah I am," grumbled Hanna. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and sat up. The cyan-eyed boy entered the room and sat on the bed next to her. He then leaned back and crossed his arms behind his head so he was resting on the bed. "Really, Jake?" She glared at her best friend of three years.
The day that the two met was a night of rain actually. It was pouring down in sheets, and the closest Pokemon Center was miles away. Jake was traveling through the forest, making his way to the next town, however he underestimated the weather as usual. When it started raining, he took refuge under a giant sycamore, waiting for the rain to lessen. His black hair wet with water sticked to his forehead. Droplets of water fell from his eyelashes as he stared at the ground in front of him. 'Why did I have to leave the Pokemon Center? Stupid rain,' he groaned mentally, shaking his head slightly with little drops of water falling off. He crossed his arms and tucked hisself in. A cold breeze brushed by, and a shiver ran down his spine. Jake closed his eyes and tried to relax and fall into a light nap until a feminine voice was heard.
"Hey, are you okay?" spoke a girl. Jake lifted his head slightly to see a raven-haired girl wearing an odd outfit. Well, it was strange in his view. She held a purple umbrella over her head, and her blue eyes were filled with worry as she looked at him. He made no response. An awkward silence settled between the two, and the only sound that was made was the pounding of the rain. He lowered his head and rested his chin against his chest. Jake closed his eyes once more and let out a breath. Then, he felt something grab his arm. His eyes snapped open to see a gloved hand on his arm.
His gaze ran up the hand to look at the girl. She had a small smile on her face as she tugged on the boy's arm. She pulled him up until he was standing and held the umbrella over his head. His eyes widen in surprise; the girl held a considerate smile, linking her left arm with his right arm. She took a step forward, and he followed. The silent boy followed the strange girl without hesitation. The two walked through the rain. No words were spoken between them; only a silence filled the space. His eyes were focused on the slowly moving ground in front of him. 'This girl,' he thought, 'She is a strange girl. Why is she helping me? Nobody took consideration of me except... Dawn.' A sad smile took place on his solemn face as he began to daydream of the blunette. But he was pulled back into reality when they finally stopped in front of a beige house. It was two stories high with a short frontyard with purple and baby blue flowers along the side of the white fences that went around the house. The trimmed grass was dotted with small dewdrops. The teens walked up the concrete pathway and into the house. Soon Hanna took care of him, and the two became close friends as time passed.
But that was years ago, and this is the present. The once wet dog she met was a caring and headstrong teen that she can call a friend.
"Uh Hanna."
Hanna turned to the 17-year old teen that laid on her sky blue sheets. The boy was ruffling his own hair in discomfort as he took in a sigh.
"What is it, Jake?" Her cerulean eyes held curiousity as she observed her teal-eyed companion. The said boy pulled himself into a sitting position and started scratching the back of his neck, a bad habit that developed when he was just a kid.
"Do you want to come with me to visit Dawn?" A light pink rose in his pale cheeks; his raven bangs hung like a curtain over his misty green-blue eyes. The smile that once marred the dark brunette was soon replaced with a devious smirk. It wasn't hard to tell that the blushing boy had a crush on the blunette. His crush on her shown as bright as a Lanturn's light. However, it seems the young girl is oblivious to his affections. He would blush like a shy schoolgirl every time she was around, and he would stutter and trip over his words when Dawn would talk to him. He was in puppy love, as Hanna would put it.
"Sure." The teen's head snapped up, and in a flash he had the girl in his arms, hugging her.
"Thanks, Hanna." He released the girl from his grip and scracthed the back of his neck sheepishly at his actions.
"No problem," she replied with a cheeky smile. Then, she shoved him out her room. "Now let me get ready."
The teen closed his eyes and raised his hands in defense.
"Alright, alright. You're a girl, and you need your private time to do whatever girls do." When he opened his eyes, he was met with a door slam to the face. Jake ran his fingers through his hair and let out a chuckle before departing downstairs.
Hanna left to herself, prepared for the day.
After taking care of her necessities, Hanna looked herself in the mirror. Her long hair was tied back with a purple scrunchy. She wore a purple shirt with a red hoodie over it and dark blue jeans. Black and white sneakers adorned her feet while white fingerless gloves were on her hands. She tucked one loose strand behind her ear before leaving the room and descending down the stairs.
She made her way into the kitchen where her little brother Timmy was asking Jake many questions. Storm was sitting on the ledge of the kitchen window, basking in the sunlight. No one had notice her presence until a word was spoken.
"Um, Hanna." The said girl was currently digging through the refrigerator trying to find something for breakfast. Storm jumped off the ledge and crossed the room to get a Pecha Berry from the piled berries that reside in a small basket. Hanna looked at Storm, who had a scowl on his face as usual. Talking a berry herself, she took a bite out of it. A muffled 'hm' was heard from her. She raised her head to see Jake looking at her.
"What?" she said after swallowing her berry. Jake leaned across the counter, making sure not to touch Storm who was busying himself with the fruit that is in his possesion.
"Soooooooo," he drawled out, "When do you want to go?" His eyes glinted curiousity, waiting for her reply. All the while, her blue eyes flashed over to her a brother. She had almost forgotten about him. A frown crossed her face as she began to go into depth of the question that was asked earlier before. She had forgotten about her little brother and her grandpa. Timmy depended on her ever since her parents' divorce, and her grandpa needs her help with the Pokemon ranch. Jake saw this, and guilt flooded him. "You don't need to go you know. You know... If you don't want to."
"No," she spoke suddenly, "I would love to come with you to visit Dawn." She sighed. "It's just my grandpa needs help on the ranch, and I don't want to stress with him the work if i leave. Plus my brother can't be left alone. You know how he is."
"Hey," an annoyed little brother said, "I can take care of myself." The young boy crossed his arms and let out a 'hmph'. Timmy was stubborn and held his ground just like his sister. "I can take of myself, Hanna. I'm a big kid now, and I'll be starting my own journey soon. I want to learn how to be on my own. I want to be just like you. And plus Sam and Alex can take care of me." His baby blue eyes held a strength that Hanna has only seen once in a while, and she can tell her brother was not going to give in.
"Well..." Concern was in her voice as she thought over his short monologue. 'Maybe I should let him stay by himself. He is growing up out of his childish ways and has taken care of hisself when I'm away on very short trips.' She exhaled and said, "I'll think about it, and I will only agree if Grandpa say I can."
The boys pumped their fist in the air with a yes. The 9-year old took his sister's gloved hand and pulled her out the door with Jake and Storm on their tail.
"Come on. Come on," rushed Timmy. Pulling on his hand, she slowed him down.
"Okay. Okay. Hold your ponytas." Extracting a pokeball from inside her hoodie, she tossed it into the air. "Come on out, Talvian!" A flash of red sprung out the pokeball as it opened. The flash was then manipulated to form a large individual. The red disappated within seconds, revealing the creature that took its place. Flexing its large wings, the Pokemon let out a roar. Its brilliant orange skin shimmered in the sunlight. With its head held high, the flame on its tail flared on the end of its long tail. Talvian's pale blue eyes snapped towards its master also known as his companion. He lowered his head and licked her affectionately. Hanna giggled and patted the Charizard's head with the same affection. "Talvian, why don't we take a trip to Grandpa's ranch?" The dragon nodded his head, leaning down for his friend to get on. Timmy immediately climbed up the dragon and sat at the base of Talvian's neck. Hanna followed after; Storm hopped onto her shoulder. "Sorry you can't get on, Jake."
"It's cool. I have my Dragonite." He took a pokeball from his waist. "Come out Dragonite." There was a flash of red, and another dragon Pokemon came out. Similar yet different, Dragonite had a bulkier build and horn on its head. She stretched her wings and nudged her head against her master's head. "Okay, okay, Dragonite. Leave the affections for later. Let's go to Hanna's Grandpa's ranch. Ok?" Dragonite gave a nod of the head, and Jake climbed onto her back. "Lead the way, Hanna."
Hanna gave a gesture of the head, and said, "Let's get going Talvian." Talvian let out a roar, and with one push, they were off the ground and in the air. Dragonite and Jake were on their tail.
So what's going to happen in the next chapter. I don't know, and you don't know either. Weird, huh? Anyways, just press the REVIEW CHAPTER button. You know you want to. Well, see you next week. Wolfie Out!