A/N: Written for the A Prompt Per Pokemon Challenge, Gible Prompt A – Cynthia (character)
Gible the Researcher
Gible were such rare Pokemon, so a young Cynthia was surprised to find the egg she'd been given by her grandmother to hatch into one.
'Don't thank me,' her grandmother told her, after Cynthia had run to her with the new baby Pokemon and the news. 'I haven't a clue who the parents were.'
Still, Cynthia was excited. This Pokemon was special: she could just feel it, and it was one she might never otherwise have met.
And the Gible was special, and not just because of its rarity. It bit on everything that it could find, so it was a good thing they were in Solaceon town with all the stones that surrounded their ruins. And it was fearless too, always running into the dark and making Cynthia go after it. Always running into the ruins – and Cynthia felt herself paying more attention to each of those markings on the wall each time she went past.
Gible would stop and look at the markings as well, and Cynthia would laugh. She didn't think her grandmother had brought the egg by coincidence, if her first Pokemon was trying to get her more interested in the past.