So this is a rewrite from the original I wrote… well years ago on my old account. I'll be rewriting both this story, as well as A Hero's Prodigy both at the same time. I'm planning on rewriting all pre existing chapters and stocking a few extras up if possible, and uploading them on a schedule to give me time to type up the rest of my stories. For those of you who do not know, I also have a wattpad account, which I've been using a bit more than . On there I have an ongoing Sword Art Online fanfic, a Sword Art Online oneshot, a Halo fanfiction, and an original story called Zuell: the Sentien War. I am planning on spending a lot more time typing than I used to, with plans to pump out multiple chapters a week spread across all five of my stories. So give me a bit of time with uploads, as I may be prioritizing another one at the time.

Annyyyway. Here's the part of any fanfiction any author despises; the disclaimer!

I do not own anything related to Pokemon. All Pokemon, characters,

main locations, or anything else related to Pokemon is owned by Nintendo.

Only things I own are the plot behind this story, and any OC's I may create.

The Shy Hero:Kalos

Chapter One

Professor Sicomo

Calem took a deep drink from his coffee, relishing the taste. He enjoyed the powerful taste that came with black coffee. He was never one for adding any sort of creamers or sugar. They just dampened the taste, in his opinion. It helped that Aquacorde town made a mean cup of coffee.

Two sets of footprints came up from behind him, making him turn in his seat slightly to give himself a view of the two. There was one male and female behind him, the male looking nervous, while the female giving him a bright smile. Trevor and Shauna. The two were in their usual outfits, Trevor's being a plain white short with a green polo over it, along with khaki shorts. The boy had bright orange hair that outlined his head. Shauna had on a pink cut off top, with black frays at the shoulders, a black undershirt and three bows across the front, along with some really short jean brown hair was tied back in two pigtails with two bows. He didn't know too much about the two, but he knew enough to know what they were like. Shauna was, to put blunt, hyper. She was always running around with a cheerful look, bouncing along and saying everything that came to mind. Trevor, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. The orange-head was a lot quieter, tended to over analyze everything, and seemed less willing to approach others, unlike his counterpart.

"Helloooooo!" Shauna cooed, waving an arm wildly in a way of greeting. Her voice was light, trilling in the nearly empty plaza. Calem responded with a silent nod, which prompted her to continue, "Why don't you join us! Looks kinda lonely over here, and we've got some news to share!" As per his earlier observation, she was, quite literally, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

"No thanks." Calem said, mentally flinching at the way he spoke. Even to him it seemed blank, emotionless. He saw Shauna puff up her cheeks, readying some other way to persuade him.

"Come onnnnn! You should just join us for coffee in the morning! Serena's your neighbor, right? She could-" Trevor nudged her with his elbow, interrupting the brunettes rant.

The shy boy took that opening to speak then, his voice timid, and higher pitched than Calem's, "Y-yeah… What she's trying to say, is that since you know Serena, and your here anyway, maybe you could just hang out with us?"

Calem nodded at the duo, "Thanks, but i'm fine." he replied. Shauna drew in a breath, but before she could say anything, Trevor's elbow hit her in the stomach again. The shorter boy mumbled an apology for bothering him before grabbing Shauna's arm and dragging her back to their table. Calem watched as they regrouped with the other two at their table before shaking their heads.

The other two of their foursome were another boy and girl, Tierno and Serena. He didn't know much about Tierneo, other than he was always up and moving, usually dancing. Which was actually quite good, for his, er , larger size. Serena he knew more about, for the main reason that she was his neighbor and had showed him around his new town, Vanville, as well as a bit of Aquacorde. Her full name was Serena Yelatair, and liked to carry herself 'like a lady'. She was quieter than Shauna, but more talkative than Trevor. She seemed like the perfect mix between the two, smart, but not overly. Talkative, but not Shauna. Although she never seemed to pass up a chance for a prank. Her ever present red-black fedora on her head, along with a black hatband.

His neighbor turned to look at him, raising an eyebrow at him. He simply shook his head at her and she nodded, turning back to her friends with an amused look.

Calem finished his coffee with a sigh, pulling out his dark blue wallet and placing a few bills on the table to pay before standing up. He grabbed his bag from where it lay on the ground and shrugged it on before trudging off, shrugging his jacket back into position. The boy's basic attire was nice and simple, something he could wear often; a black undershirt(which almost never saw the light of day), navy-blue slim fit pants, a dark blue jacket track jacket with white highlights, and black combat boots he got as a parting gift from Jake when he left Newbark Town. A dark red hat to top it off, with sunglasses laying across them. A Calem nodded politely at the group of teens as he passed them by, heading out of the cafe, towards the south exit out of town, towns his new home in Vanville.

He moved to the Kalos region just over a month ago, along with his mother, Grace Xavier. Yes, The Grace Xavier, world renown Rhyhorn Racer. They had initially lived in the Johto region, Newbark town before his mother had gotten wind of a new Rhyhorn Racing circuit here in Kalos. Before he knew it, they were packed up and on the way across the sea. He barely had any time to say goodbye to his friend, Jake Silverstone, before he moved.

The quiet boy had just made it past the gates into Vanville town when an unmistakable voice called out to him, "Waaaaiiiitttt!" With a sigh, calem turned around to see the group of four behind him, approaching the gate themselves. Shauna had a hand cupped around her mouth, another one flailing in the air to wave. The boy in blue patiently waited for the group to reach him, speaking up once they reached him.

"What is it?" Calem said, eyeing each of them in turn, "I need to get back home soon."

The four all shifted nervously, three of them shooting looks at the forth. With a sigh of defeat Serena shook her head, smiling slightly. "We were hoping to tell you this early, but you bailed before we could." Calem simply shrugged at her accusation before she continued, "But we got some news. The esteemed Pokemon Professor Sycamore has decided to give the five of us a sort of challenge. He wants to send the five of us on a journey throughout the region to help him in his research." She held out an envelope to him as she finished, a red seal on it.

"Trevor managed to get this for us!" Shauna's bubbly voice burst out, like she was unable to hold it back anymore. "He works as an aid for the Professor's lab, and got us all this opportunity!" The girl was basically hopping from foot to foot as the said boy looked down in embarrassment.

"I-it wasn't that big a deal." Trevor spoke quietly, "The Professor mentioned looking for some young people to do this, and I put in a word about everyone." Tierno patted the smaller boy on the back roughly, bouncing almost as much as Shauna as he grinned.

Serena took the floor again. "That's all we know now, but we'll have more information tomorrow. Aquacorde, same time as we usually get there. See you there?" Serena ended with a sort of hopeful tone. Calem looked at the other's faces. Tierno seemed like he couldn't care(might be due to the fact he had broken out into dance), Trevor had a sort of concerned look on his face, and Shauna had a whining expression.

"Pleeeaaasssseeeeeeeeee?"

Calem sighed and nodded. "Sure, I'll be there." The three(minus Tierno, who was still dancing), all seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Alright. Just give that letter to your mother and meet us tomorrow." Trevor spoke, gesturing to the envelope. Calem nodded and slid the letter into his jacket pocket. Serena stuck her hand out to him, and after a moment's hesitation, Calem shook it with his own.

"See ya tomorrow, neighbor." Serena said with a faint smile. Calem simply nodded before turning on his heel and cutting down the road, the group of four following at a distance. It took him roughly five minutes to get to his house. He glanced at the house down from his as he walked by the entryway, watching as the group entered the Yelatair house's own entryway.

Calem shook his head as he walked past a small pile of rocks placing his hand on them. "Morning, Rider." The pile of rocks unfolded to reveal a large quadruped pokemon that was simply curled in on itself. The Rhyhorn snorted at him in greeting before shifting back to its original position, continuing its sunbathing. Calem walked up to the front of the house, unlocking it before stepping in.

"Cal? Is that you?" A woman's voice shouted at him from another room.

"Yeah, it's me." Calem shouted back, pulling his shoes off and leaving them at the door. His mother may not always care about things being clean, but treading mud across a carpet was a one-time mistake. He left the foyer and entered the main room to see a young woman sitting on a stool, leaning against a counter. His mother, Grace Xavier.

Calem looked nothing like her, while he had olive skin and black hair, Grace had fairer skin, tan from her time racing, and a morn of a darker brown hair, curled around her head. She was wearing a pale blue undershirt, a joggers grey joggers jacket, similar to his, tied around her waist. Standing on the counter next to her was a small bird, an orange head with pale body. The tips of it's feathers were white, with a black and white striped tail. Yellow markings protruded from the sides of it's large eyes. The fletchling chirped at him before flapping it's small wings and shooting off, out the nearest open window.

Grace smiled at him widely, "So how was Aquacorde?" She questioned, stretching her arms out in front of her.

"It was alright. Coffee was good, as usual." Calem's lips twitched in amusement as he saw his mother shudder. She had never understood how he was able to drink it straight black, always preferring spoonfuls of sugar and honey in hers. He pulled out the envelope, holding it between two fingers as he held it out. "Here." Grace took it, opening the top flap before taking out two pieces of paper. "It's from someone name Sicomo or something, apparently a Pokemon Professor."

Grace's eyes started to scan the first few lines, nodding slightly. "What's it for?" She asked, half listening for his answer, half reading.

Calem took the now empty envelope from her and tossed it in the trash can. "He apparently is inviting me to go on a sort of mission for him. That group of four that Serena is in got in, and the professor extended it to me." The boy started, making his way back to his mother, "He wants us to help him complete the newest version of the pokedex, gather data on pokemon, and go on an adventure throughout the region."

Grace made a sound of approval as she went to the second page. The two were silent as she finished reading the papers. After she was done she sighed and put the two on the counter behind her. "First of all, his name is Professor Sycamore, not whatever you said." She cracked a grin at him, "And the papers said the same thing, but more details. He wants you to travel around the region, to help him get data on the pokemon, as well as help his research in something called 'mega evolution'. If you accept, he'll be providing you a pokemon from his lab to travel with. Seems like he encourages you to try Kalos' gym trial as well."

Calm nodded, giving it thought. He would obviously be taking this offer. He had been planning on traveling with jake back in Johto once the two got their first pokemon until he moved. What bothered him was how this Sycamore even knew about him. True, Trevor could of put in a word, but he had never been to the lab, unlike the others, who he had heard visited with Trevor on a few occasions. Plus that he was new to the region, it just didn't make sense. Maybe because his mother was famous…

"You're planning on going, right?" Grace interrupted his thoughts. He nodded slowly. She simply smiled at him before turning away, going back to the second letter for some reason. Calem took that chance to head upstairs. He passed by one door before he got to his, a blue star on the front of it. He went into his room, taking his jacket off and sighing. His room didn't have much to it, as his room in Newbark was much smaller. Two bookcases stood next to each other, one filled with sheet music and album covers, the second with regular books. Next to the first one was a guitar case leaning against a stand. A body sized mirror was next to his closet. A large bed with blue covers was on the other side of the room, in the corner hidden from the large window. A small bedside table sat next to it. The window jutted out from the house slightly, a small outcropping on the inside allowing him to lean out and get a full view of outside. A desk and rolling chair were across from the bed, two filing compartments next to the desk.

Calem draped his jacket over the back of his chair, grabbing his guitar and a pic before crossing the room and dropping into the chair. He pulled it out of its case, grabbing a pic from a side compartment before putting the case down. He propped one of his feet up on the desk, the other crossed over his leg as he messed with the strings gently, tuning them.

Back in Newbark town he had started playing the guitar young, when a traveling musician and given him his first guitar as a souvenir. He quickly learned how to play, moving onto more advanced pieces of music easily. He got to the point where hsi high school started hiring him to play at events, and he held weekly concerts at the lakeside south of Newbark. He didn't have any plans to go big or professional, even though he was told he should. Instead, he simply played because he enjoyed it. His father had played, and helped teach him before he went missing.

His father, Jaron Xavier had disappeared when he was thirteen, three years ago. He was a professor at a research lab in Cherrygrove city, a small city close to Newbark. The place was ransacked and four researchers went missing, along with himself. They were presumed taken by the criminal organization, Team Rocket, who had been seen in the area. The researchers were never found, and the whole ordeal quickly faded from the minds of the masses.

Satisfied with the guitar's sounds, he stopped, slowed his breathing and started strumming, humming softly. That's how he spent the remainder of the night, playing song after song in his chair, mixing the sounds of his guitar with his voice.

2549 words without author notes, original was 1796. Not bad for the first rewrite, if I do say so myself.