Pokémon Black: Reshiram's Hero of Truth
By WhiteOwl74
Author's Note:
I've loved Pokémon for so long, now I'm working on my first V Generation Fanfiction. The main character is Evelyn, a girl so bound by truth that she can tell if someone is lying by simply hearing them or looking into their eyes. Not a bit cocky, this girl goes out of her way to help other humans and Pokémon…But she hides a deep secret, one that even her closest friends don't know, only her Pokémon. She's ready to start her journey to become the new Champion or at least to form a strong bond with Pokémon, but does this all change when she meets the confusing N? And why does he insist on talking to her, even when they share separate ideals and truths?
Chapter 1: I Choose You!
I yawned as I rolled over in my bed. A soft breeze swept through my open window, making the white curtains rustle. I shivered and pulled my covers over my head.
A knock came from my door. "Evelyn?" my mother's voice called out as she opened my door. I groan and turned over to look at her. She was holding a basket of clothes and a rucksack. Everyone says I look just like my mom, but she has wonderful hazel eyes that change color with the light while I have these piercing blue that analyze people and Pokémon in a single stare. Her's are full of kindness while mine study for clues of liars.
"What?" I moaned to her, blinking sleep from my eyes.
She smiled and said perkily, "Rise and shine~ Todays your birthday~"
I was just about to do a comeback when I froze. Mom wasn't lying…HOLY HEATRAN! I let out a scream of joy and rushed to my mother, preparing to hug her to death. She set down the basket and bag before letting me crush her.
She laughed and patted my messy hair. "Better get ready, Cheren and Bianca will be here soon."
"I'm so exci-Wait…THEY'RE COMING HERE!" I scream and I run over to my closet. "Shit!" Mom shook her head and passed me the basket. Relieved, I took out my favorite shirt, jacket, and skort. "I thought we were going to Juniper's lab."
"Change of plans, Professor Juniper is coming here with the starters." Mom smiled and left the room.
I groaned as I started to get dressed. I had totally forgotten what today was. Today was the day my two best friends, Bianca and Cheren, and I were going to start out on our journeys to become…Pokémon Trainers. I had been looking forward to this day my whole life. But still, it was diffidently nerve-wracking. I would be traveling alone, something I didn't do so much. I enjoy solitude a bit, but Mom didn't like it when I went off into the tall grass by myself.
"Seriously," I said as I finished getting dressed and I began to brush my hair, "How in Darkrai's name can I forget my own birthday?" Well, I did spend most of last night up, bouncing off the walls in excitement, too eager to fall asleep. Of course I crashed at around one-thirty. Note to self: NEVER eat three dozen of Mom's snicker doodles and expect the sugar rush to carry you on for the whole night. You crash and burn, HARD.
I shook out my hair and looked in my mirror. I saw a tan teenager with chestnut colored curls that fell halfway down her back, with intense blue eyes. I wore a white tank with a black vest and blue shorts. I pulled my hair into a high Ponyta-tail then slapped on my favorite black cap with a white Poké Ball symbol on it. I then meticulously organized my travel bag. Will wonders ever cease to amaze me? This little bag is plain magical, since you can stuff pretty much everything in it. Cooking supplies, first aid kit, some Potions, a bag of Mom's bakery products, sleeping bag, flashlight, extra batteries, and a few dozen books are just a few of the things packed in my bag already…And I haven't even set out of my journey yet! Thank Arceus that these bags only weigh at least two pounds.
Satisfied that everything was packed, I started to tap my foot on the ground. Where are those two? I wondered impatiently. Normally, I'm a patient person, but honestly? Who can wait to meet their first Pokémon?
Luckily, Mom's voice rang out just then to say, "Evelyn! Cheren's here!"
Finally! "Send him up!" I called to her, watching out my window for a certain blonde, somewhat flighty friend. I heard thumps as someone raced up the stairs and Cheren charged into my bedroom, crashing into one of my bookshelves.
"DAMN IT!" he shouted as he held his throbbing head. I snickered and pulled out an ice pack and tossed it to him. "Thanks," he mumbled as he started to press it against his head. Cheren's red glasses are slightly askew and he's blushing a bit. Cheren has a back pack slung over his shoulder and is wearing a blue jacket, a red and white shirt, and black jeans. His hear is a little messier since his face bash into my bookshelf.
"Your impatience has once again led to physical pain," I told Cheren in a wise man's voice and stroked an imaginary beard.
He rolled his eyes and said, "Thanks for the words of wisdom, master. You're being a little hypocritical right now though. I heard from your mother you wouldn't fall asleep last night until you passed out by slamming your head into a wall."
My cheeks colored a little and I snapped back, "But we won't be traveling together for very long, so you're going to have to ask Bianca to help you when you get injured." Cheren and I paused and shared look. Bianca couldn't put a Band-Aid on someone, doomed is the man who gets seriously hurt with only her around.
"I'm screwed," Cheren decided. "I promised Bianca we'd travel together." He then gave me a look. "How'd you get out of going with her?"
I grinned mischievously. "I managed to convince her that I wanted to travel alone for a bit, try and discover what I'm good at, you know? Besides, aren't you looking forward for some alone time with her?" It was obvious that Cheren had a crush on Bianca. Evidence: uncountable blushing whenever she's nearby, stuttering sometimes when in a close encounter, and Cheren once said he didn't like her. He had forgotten my abilities and I immediately knew he was lying. Still, I haven't told Bianca since it's some pretty sweet blackmail material.
Cheren's face colored at this. "Breath a word and I'll kill you."
"You won't. You'd horribly maim me, but you don't have the guts to kill someone." I love my ability.
Cheren shook his head and looked out the window. His eyes widened. "Evelyn! Look!" I gave a glance then we rushed to the window. A tall woman in a lab coat was carrying a large, green box and she was heading to my house. The two of us grinned. "Professor Juniper!" Finally, the moment had arrived!
I heard Mom answer the door as Cheren and I waited nervously. I bounced on the balls of my feet. "What starter do you want?" I asked as I heard Mom offer the professor some coffee and cookies.
He grinned and said, "None of your business. If I told you, you'd just pick the type that would have the type advantage!"
"You're going to do it to me!" I exclaimed back as I overheard a polite, "Thank you."
Cheren winked and said, "We have been rivals since preschool."
"True enough," I laughed. Yup, Cheren and I get along as well as Liepards and Stoutlads, but we're pretty close too. I heard someone say, "Goodbye," and Cheren and I watched the professor exit my house. She walked away, no doubt back to her lab to the north of our house.
Mom entered my room and quickly saw Cheren's bump. She shook her head and set down the large green box the professor had brought on my desk. I squealed and was about to rip the box open, when Cheren caught my arm.
"Wait for Bianca," Mom counseled as she left the room again. "And if you rip that bow off, Evelyn, I'll KNOW."
Cheren and I gulped and stood in front of the box. It was pretty big and pea green with a dark blue bow tied around it. We turned to each other and grinned.
"Evelyn! I just can't believe that it's today! I mean…The odds of three people sharing the same birthday living in the same town…Astronomical!" Cheren was so excitable sometimes.
"Yeah, yeah, you're a scholar," I expressed.
I glanced to the window to look for Bianca then turned to see Cheren's hand reaching towards to box. I smacked it and glared at him.
"Looks who's calling who the hypocrite," I muttered. He sighed and began to tap his foot impatiently. Oh boy…While I get a little impatient sometimes, Cheren impatient is BAD.
"What's keeping Bianca?" he wondered.
"Who knows? Maybe she got attacked by a Mincinno or something. Or she could be recovering from another baking accident." We shivered. Bianca is highly clumsy and in a room with knives, blenders, and an oven…Let's just say I'm on hand in case of an emergency.
That's when I heard someone burst into my room. We both turned to find a blonde girl with a green hat, a white skirt and shirt, and an orange vest rush in. Bianca looked flustered as she said quickly, "Evelyn! Cheren! I'm SO sorry! I didn't mean to be late again! Honest! See there I slipped in the kitchen and I spilled my stuff and…"
"I've known you for fifteen years so I understand you have no sense of time," Cheren interrupted, "…But…Seriously…Today's the day we get our first Pokémon. How can anyone be late for that?"
"Doesn't matter now," I said, jumping in to end my friends' argument. "You're here now so let's get our starters."
"Oh my Arceus! I can't believe it's today! We're all fifteen and off to see the world!" Bianca gushed with enthusiasm.
I grinned and said, "Yeah…Gym Battles, catching Pokémon, meeting new friends and rivals…"
"Oh yeah," Cheren said with a smirk. "Our rivalry is going to continue, I suppose?"
"You can bet on it," I said with a lopsided grin. "Now to tackle this box."
We all turned towards the box that held our destinies. I already knew what was inside that box, having talked to my Mom about her adventure. Maybe…With a little luck, I could have a journey as wonderful as hers. Many don't know it, but my Mom used to be a pretty good Trainer before she married my dad and had me. She gets this far away look in her eyes when she talks about her first Pokémon and how they started their journey together.
Well, Samurott's still living here in the house and I've heard the story so many times I've got it learned by heart, but it's nice to hear Mom talk about the days when she was a Trainer.
"Evelyn gets first pick, since they were delivered here," Bianca said. I grinned. Logic wins again…as well as blackmail. Let's just say Bianca owes me big for something…Hint: It involves a new fellow Trainer~ Ahhh…Sweet, sweet blackmailing.
"Naturally," Cheren scoffed. I rolled my eyes.
"Okay…I'm going to release them all in a second, then I get dibs," I announced. The others looked pleased with my decision. I noticed a card taped on top. I coughed and began to read it out loud.
"I brought three Pokémon, one for you and one for each of you friends. Please settle your choices politely…"
"Yeah right," Cheren snorted. Bianca scowled and gave him a soft punch. I grinned and continued.
"Enjoy your Pokémon!
-Professor Juniper"
I smiled and pulled the ribbon off. It fell to the desk as I opened the box. Inside were three red and white Poké Balls. I took them in my hands and tossed them into the air. "Come on out~" I cheered.
The Poké Balls opened and let out stream of white light that streaked to the floor. When the light faded we all saw the starters.
One was an adorable sea otter with white cheeks and head, a blue belly, and a scallop on its tummy. It had little blue nubs on its head for ears. Another was a cute little pig with a curly tail that had a round ball at the end of it. It was orange colored with two long black ears and a quivering pink nose. And the last one…was a cool looking green snake-like Pokémon with small arms and leg. It had large, deep brown eyes with a cream tummy. A large, three-pronged palmate leaf was at the end of its tail and a collar created from two leaves curled around its neck. An Oshawott, Tepig, and Snivy, respectively.
I heard Bianca sigh happily and Cheren grinned. "Hi~" I cooed to the Pokémon.
"Oshawa," the Oshawott giggled. Hello.
"Te-te-pi!" the Tepig roared. Hi there!
"Sni-i-vy" the Snivy expressed calmly to me, a grin on its face. Pleased to meet you.
Yeah, I can understand Pokémon. My dad did too, apparently. Before he…I don't want to talk about it…
"Wow~ Aren't they cute~" Another voice cooed. I turned to see Mom standing in the doorway, Samurott at her side. The Oshawott noticed its evolved form and took its scallop of it stomach to hold it like a sword. He got a determined look in his eyes as he let out the most adorable battle cry ever.
"Osssssshaaaa!" Begin the battle! He roared and raced for Samurott, who rolled his eyes, but Bianca thought he was coming for a hug and she squealed as she glomped him. The Oshawott was confused but smiled and accepted the surprise hug.
Snivy snickered and said, That's what you get, Oshawott. Bet you a Pecha Berry you'll be traveling with her.
I let out a snicker. Tepig wandered over to Mom and pulled on a begging face. His eyes got a little watery and he lifted his paws onto her dress. "Te-pig! Tee-piiii!" Cookies! Please! Mom looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
"I think he wants some of your cookies," I expressed. Snivy and Oshawott stared hungrily at Mom and Tepig let out a little bit of drool. "Make that all of them."
Mom smiled and brought out six cookies from her apron. She offered Tepig one, which he accepted, and then doled out two more to Snivy and Oshawott. "Would you three like one too?"
Bianca's stomach rumbled and Cheren and I giggled. "Yes please," Bianca said. "I was running so late I didn't even get to eat breakfast."
"I'll whip up something for you all fast," Mom said before leaving the room, Samurott at her side. The Pokémon gave an encouraging smile and expressed, Pick a good one, Eve. And just have fun.
Cheren had finished his cookie and had turned to me expectantly. "Alright already! Have you made your decision?"
"Just a minute," I told him, turning back to the starters. Oshawott was playing with my stuffed animals, gently kicking an Audino's ears with his legs while he pummeled the toy's belly. Snivy had wandered over to my bookshelf, pulled out a book, and was now sitting on my beanbag chair, the book open in its lap. Tepig had licked up all the crumbs left from the cookies and was bouncing around happily. I walked over to the Pokémon that I hoped would accept me.
"Hi there little guy," I expressed kneeling so I could look into the Pokémon's eyes.
Girl, Snivy expressed barley looking up from the pages. I'm a girl, but you can't understand me so just whip out a Pokédex to determine my gender. She snorted slightly, thinking I couldn't hear her.
"Alright then, girl," I said calmly. Snivy's head shot up and stared at me, Tepig and Oshawott too.
Her face was turning a soft red and she shut the book with a slight bang. You can…Understand me?
I nodded. "I want to ask you a very important question. Would you like to travel with me?"
She stared at me then went back to the book. Are all these yours? I nodded. We both like to read and I can see you're determined to journey…Hm…What's your name?
"I'm Evelyn," I said.
Snivy looked at me thoughtfully. She grinned and nodded. I accept your offer. I'm willing to travel with you, Evelyn. Plus…That girl seems a little ditzy and the boy is too stuck-up. I snickered and nodded. I held out my hand and she took it. We shook. I turned to find Cheren and Bianca smiling at me, happy to see I had made my first Pokémon friend.
"Aw~" Bianca giggled happily. "So cute~ Okay me next!" Cheren was about to say something when she then raced over to Oshawott and said, "Want to be partners?"
Oshawott smiled and launched himself into her arms, knocking her hat away. She laughed with delight.
Cheren was a little less amused. "Seriously? I don't even get to choose? Oh well, I wanted Tepig from the beginning anyways." He knelt down and stroked the bouncing Fire-Type. Tepig's eyes rolled up and he let out a content sigh as Cheren stroked him.
I smiled and asked innocently, "Is that because I picked Snivy?" Cheren didn't answer me; too busy was he with his Tepig. "He's been my rival for a very long time," I explained to Snivy. She nodded and opened the book she had picked out again. "King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table?" I asked her.
She smiled and said, I love tales of legend and lore. And Arthur's tale, whether true or not…
"It's true," I expressed to her in a whisper.
How would you…Well anyways, I love these stories a lot. So much adventure, excitement…With a dash of romance, too.
I grinned. Bianca ran over to me, Oshawott in her arms. "Hey! So we all picked out Pokémon! So…I have an idea! Let's have a Pokémon battle!"
Snivy grinned and passed me the book. "You're on!" I said perkily, Snivy leaping down to the ground to battle Oshawott. Cheren looked concerned however.
"Um…Bianca, even though they're still weak Pokémon you shouldn't have Pokémon battles in Evelyn's room. Back me up here, Eve."
"Nope! Quit being such a worry wart~" No one but Tepig was listening to him anyways. Oshawott and Snivy were sizing each other up for battle.
I'm gonna beat you, Snivy, Oshawott expressed with a smirk.
Snivy snorted and flicked her tail. Good luck with that. Evelyn's helping me and I'm putting my trust in my Trainer.
"Thanks Snivy," I said. "Snivy agrees with me, I think," I told Cheren. "She's eager for a little battle so I think it's mean to make her wait."
"Yeah, Cheren," Bianca said smiling. "These guys are still weak, so we have to train them to get stronger…Right?"
Cheren looked to me, hoping I would see his sense. I just gave him the covenant Lillipup Eyes Attack* that I developed. Cheren sighed and touched his glasses. "Fine, I'll battle the winner."
"It'll be me," Bianca and I both said at the same time. Then we looked at each other confused, and then grinned. "Let's battle!" we shouted happily.
Bianca gave a pose then called out to Oshawatt, "Go get her Oshawott!"
"Osh-aaaw!" he cried. Here we go!
"I believe in you Snivy!" I tell her as she rushed forward.
"Sni iiyy, viiii." With your trust, we have this victory assured. She did a little twirl as she landed in front of Oshawott.
"Oshawatt! Use Tackle!" Bianca cried out. Oshawott ran towards Snivy.
"Dodge," I told her, "And then Tackle him when his guard is down!"
Consider it done, Snivy expressed as she sidestepped Oshawott and tackled him. The rug slid with them and ruffled up messily.
Ow! Off of me! Oshawott screamed at Snivy. She leaped off of him and landed in front of me.
"Eek! Ouch!" Bianca cried as Oshawott staggered back up. "I won't let you get away with that!"
Snivy snickered and beckoned him forward. Come and get me, big boy~
Oshawott couldn't resist a challenge and rushed her with his scallop drawn. "Dodge," I called out to her and she did a beautiful pirouette, spinning out of harm's way. Oshawott crashed into my desk.
Ow…he moaned as he rubbed his head. A bunch of stacked books and other items tumbled off my desk and scatted.
Bianca squealed nervously and said, "Get her with Tackle!" Oshawott charged Snivy again, this time making contact with my Grass-Type.
Oof! She expressed with a groan. They both slammed into a table, causing to flip up onto my desk.
"You ok?" I asked her. She leaped back up, turned, and gave me two thumbs up. "Okay then! Use Tackle again!" Snivy leaped on him, sending him to crash into my bookshelf, books crashing to the ground all around him, one even landing on his head.
Enough with the freakin' smashing into stuff! Oshawott roared as he shoved the book off his head.
"Tail Whip!" Bianca commanded. "Then follow with a Tackle!" Oshawott turned tail and wagged it, smirking. Snivy growled at him and her defense went down.
"Duck and roll!" I cried to her as Oshawott raced for her. Snivy dropped down and rolled right, then leaped onto my bed causing the covers to shift about, while Oshawott tackled my dresser again.
DAMN IT! Why the hell do you keep doing that, Snivs?
SNIVS! roared Snivy. Oshawott sweat dropped and took off. Thus began the furious chase as Oshawott tried to run away from an enraged Snivy.
"How the hell?" I asked as the Water-Type climbed up the walls and ran around with Snivy chasing after him on the ground.
"He's just defying the laws of physics and gravity…" Cheren muttered.
"I think it's cute, like anime," Bianca expressed. Snivy knocked over my plant and hefted a stuffed animal and threw it at Oshawott, causing him to fall down.
Arceus damn it Oshawott complained as he landed on the floor. He kicked the trashcan at Snivy, who dodged, tissues and scraps of paper spilling out everywhere. I wasn't going to have much of a room left so I decided to end the battle now.
"One more Tackle out to do it, Snivy!" I shouted and my partner hit Oshawott one last time. Oshawott staggered then groaned and fell over. His eyes got all swirly and he let out a faint Ow.
"Oshawott!" Bianca cried as she picked him up. Oshawott looked sadly at her, disappointed in his failure. She smiled at him and said, "Hey, it was your first battle. Plus she had a Type advantage over you. You did great." Oshawott let out a relieved sigh and hugged her back.
Snivy and I were busy do a fist/paw bump.
We did it! Snivy said happily. She then scampered up my leg and climbed onto my shoulder. She snuggled against my neck as I smiled. I patted her head and she cooed with pleasure.
"Both Pokémon did their bests! Well, here you go," Bianca said, giving me 500 Poké.
"I can't take this," I expressed.
Bianca shook her head. "It's customary for a defeated Trainer to give the winner Poké."
"Right, I forgot," I said rubbing my head sheepishly. Snivy rolled her eyes at me, leaped down to stand next to Oshawott, and playfully swatted him.
"Viii-sniv." Rematch next time.
Oshawott grinned and shook Snivy's outstretched paw. "Osha-at." You're on.
"Oh Evelyn, you and Snivy are getting along so well already! You're gonna be an awesome Trainer someday, I can tell! No doubt about it!" Snivy and I grinned as she scampered up to my shoulder again.
Cheren just stared in shock. He touched his glasses as he gazed around. "Um…Bianca, would you take a look around?" Our blonde friend glanced around and noticed, for the first time, the huge mess the battle had created.
"Wh-whoa!" she said completely shocked. "What happened? I'm soooo sorry about your room, Evelyn! I guess Oshawott doesn't know his own strength!"
"It's okay," I told her as Snivy looked around. She snorted.
Let's hope they can help clean up, too. Look what he did to your bookshelf!
Cheren gave a slight snicker. He had no idea what Snivy said, but even he, dense know-it-all he is, could tell she was pissed. "You…are completely hopeless, Bianca. But don't worry; I'll restore your Pokémon for you." With that, he pulled out a Potion and sprayed it Oshawott's cuts.
Damn that smarts the Water-Type mumbled.
Tepig snorted. If you keep losing like that…
I only lost once, Arceus damn it!
Boys~ Both starters turned to face Snivy, who had jumped off my shoulder to land gracefully on the ground. Cool it for once.
Hello Snivy~ Oshawott expressed with a smug little grin on his face. He wiggled out of Bianca's arms and stepped forward to her, flexing his arm. You know you only won since we let you, ya' know?
Snivy sweat dropped and smacked her palm into her face. Clearly…she groaned sarcastically.
I giggled at this exchange while Bianca cooed, "Oshawott's got a crush~ Oshawott's got a crush~"
Cheren noticed this too and gave a grin before he said, "Looks like Snivy needs a little treatment too." He wiped out the Potion again and gave Snivy a quick spray. Snivy didn't even wince then she leaned over and punched Oshawott in the face.
Tepig rolled his eyes and pulled Oshawott to his feet. Buddy…I seriously doubt she shares your feelings…
True, but when I'm a Dewott, she'll be begging for a little time with me.
As if, Snivy growled as she went over to my side once Cheren had finished with her. I turned to my best friend and rival.
"Want to battle?"
"I did say I would fight the winner," he replied with a smirk. "Plus, it isn't fair if you two are the only ones to have some fun!" Tepig came into battling position and Snivy stepped in front of me.
"With all you know, Cheren," Bianca said perkily, "I'm sure you can battle without turning the room into a disaster like I did!"
Cheren looked amused as he said, "I believe you're right! It would be very difficult for me to make this room any messier. I'm not sure about Evelyn, though…"
"Going down, Cheren," I said with a grin. Snivy nodded to Tepig.
Forgive me when we beat you, Snivy, Tepig said with a slight smirk
And you don't run crying away when we beat you, Snivy retorted coolly.
Oshawott smirked. Smokin' hot, smart, and a smart mouth…My kind of girl.
Tepig rolled his eyes. First of all she's a Grass-Type, she can't be smoking unless someone set her on fire…
Wrong kind of smoking, Oshawott expressed. Snivy glared at him and hefted her paw in a fist, shaking it at him.
I beat you once, I'll do it again, she threatened. He sweat dropped slightly.
"Well the, are you ready, Evelyn?" I turned away from the Pokémon's conversation to see Cheren waiting patiently.
"Is a Gyarados scary as hell?" We all shivered at that. Those things…they're beasts, man.
"Let's do it Tepig!" Cheren shouted as Tepig let out a stream of smoke from his nose.
"Let's do it again, Snivy!" I called she gave a twirl and cutely winked. Oshawott looked enviously at Tepig, who winked back at her.
"Get her with Tackle, Tepig!" Cheren called as the little Fire-Type raced towards Snivy.
"Twirl!" I shouted. My partner gave the most nimble spin as she dodged Tepig's attack with ease, gently tripping him with her tail. Tepig landed on his belly with a slight groan. "Follow up with Tackle!" Snivy rammed into him, causing him to grimace.
Cheren smiled at my strategy and said, "We're both Trainers at last…Let's make it count, Tepig! Try and enrage Snivy!"
Hey Snivs, I heard you muttering in your sleep about how cute Oshawott is, Tepig said with a smirk. Oshawott gave a squeak of joy, not realizing Tepig was lying.
Snivy flushed and, without warning, ran at him. Bastard!
"He's just trying to rile you up! It's a lie!" I called to her. She realized that too, but was unable to dodge his Tackle before following up with her own.
You deserved it, she growled angrily.
"Tackle her again," Cheren called out to his Fire-Type. He rammed into her, causing her to wince slightly.
"You okay?" I asked her.
She rubbed her belly and said, not taking her eyes off Tepig, Just peachy. I'm in the mood for some pork chops. Tepig looked nervous at this comment.
"Right then, Tackle him!" She was too quick for Tepig to dodge, smacking him in him face. He landed heavily, but was able to get up with a groan.
You're right Oshawott, she hits hard.
Don't I know it dude!
"Tepig! Use Tail Whip, then follow it up with Tackle!" Tepig wagged his tail at Snivy, then charged her. She growled as he defensives went down and when he hit her, she actually gave a slight cry of pain.
"Just one more Tackle, Snivy! That's all I'm asking for!" I shouted, seeing her pain. "Come on, Snivy, I believe in you!"
She turned her head to me and smiled. As I said before, with your belief and trust, we have our victory! She raced for Tepig, aiming left. Tepig smirked and started to dodge, when Snivy suddenly changed course and rammed into his exposed side. Tepig tottered then fell over with a moan. His eyes got swirly just like Oshawott's and he was down.
"YES! Take that Cheren!" I screamed as I picked up Snivy in my arms and twirled her around happily. She squealed with joy and wrapped her paws around my neck.
We won~ We won~ she cooed happily, sniggering a bit as a sad, but determined Cheren helped Tepig to his feet again and sprayed him with Potion.
"Nice try buddy, but we don't know any Fire moves yet. Once we do, we'll stand a better chance, I'm sure of it!"
Thanks Cheren. Uh…Sorry about that whole comment, Snivy he expressed as I set down Snivy, who stalked over to him
She crossed her arms and looked smug. I beat you fair and square, so we're even…
Oh fair maiden~ Oshawott sang as he ran over to Snivy, his scallop draw, like he was going to face off someone.
She sweat dropped and leaped onto my shoulder to escape him. Tepig was lying!
He shrugged and placed his scallop back on his stomach. Still, you can't deny you feel something for me.
Yeah, feelings of anger and murder with some slight stabs of pity, she remarked rolling her eyes as she cuddled up next to me. Cheren came over to me and gave me 500 Poké.
"Next time, we'll beat you," he promised.
"We'll see," I said with a grin.
"I made a strange blunder in my first battle, but I've learned my lesson. But…I think we'd better go apologize to your mother about this room." With that, he turned and walked down my stair case Tepig following him.
"Wait for me Cheren! I've got to use the bathroom before we head out anyways." And with that, Bianca raced down the steps with Oshawott in her arms.
We shall see each other soon, Snivy! He said happily as he disappeared.
Snivy sighed in relief. That dude does not understand that I'm not interested in him, she explained to me. I shrugged and went to stack up all my spilled books. Snivy came over to help me.
Can I bring a few with us? She asked me carefully.
"Sure, pick out anything you like." Snivy smiled and she selected several books from the stack along with the book about King Arthur. I added them to my bag.
I've got a question: How can you understand us?
"Not sure really. It's just something I inherited from my dad; his family has been able to understand Pokémon since Unova was created."
Wow…Um, we have to go tell your Mom about the mess, right? Is your dad her, too? 'Cause I'd really like to talk to him about…
I sighed and shook my head. "Unless you've got connection with the afterlife, I'm afraid that's not going to work."
Snivy turned to me, sadness plain on her face. I'm very sorry for you…I'm sure you two were very close…She coughed slightly, unsure about what to do.
"It's fine," I expressed, tossing my bag onto my shoulders. "Let's go down and talk to my mom, she's making breakfast." Snivy's tummy rumbled, making me laugh. Mine gave a groan, causing Snivy to let out a furious giggle. I smiled and beckoned her to climb up. She quickly crawled up to my shoulder and I hefted my bag as we headed for the kitchen. I knew that today was the start of a new adventure, but I didn't quite know what kind of an adventure I was getting myself into.
Author's Note: This is only the first chapter so hopefully my writing will improve. N will be appearing soon enough. Also I've added a poll to see what Evelyn's first Pokémon should be. The only choices however, are Patrat and Lillipup since they're the only two Pokémon you can encounter on Route 1. Thanks for reading.
