Authors Note: I do not own Poke'mon. But I do own a Pikachu hat.

It's been a while since I've written a fanfic of any sort. Simply know that this one is entirely OC based, as of yet. And I suspect it will stay that way.

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The Johto region was beautiful. It was particularly so in the autumn season, when the leaves on the trees would shift to brilliant red and orange hues, the weather not quite cold but going away from the previously warm summer. Ecruteak was one of the most beautiful of the cities in any season, and this held true with autumn as well. There were ceremonies that went on here, parades of reverence revolving around the Tin Tower and the Burnt Tower. Festivities were frequent, and most trainers that passed through made sure to stay for at least one celebration.

When it came to Poke'mon, the townsfolk of Ecruteak were well-off. As they held the two towers in such reverence, so did the people regard Poke'mon with the same awe. Or so the elders did. The younger folk of the village were becoming rowdier, forgetting the towers, becoming, like many trainers, slave-masters. There was little the elders could do but watch and shake their heads, remembering times long past.

Now, that is not to say that all of the young people in the village mistreated Poke'mon. The majority did not. The majority had Poke'mon as pets, untrained in the arts of battle. Those who did foster a dream of becoming trainers usually left the village to journey and learn, and still most of those were good people, and treated their Poke'mon with love. And yet, it was only those who did not that were heard of often, that stirred up trouble. There was a family who had recently moved into Ecruteak, come all the way from the Sinnoh region. City-goers, from Hearthome. The elders muttered amongst themselves how no good could come from such people. In most respects, they were right.

It was one of these autumn days, between festivals, that a teenage girl had ventured to the Burnt Tower, standing placidly in front of it. Beside her was a Kadabra, its face portraying reverence as the girl's did. The wind whistled around them, strands of black hair drifting out of place with it. While the girl could hear the winds almost mournful tune, the Kadabra could not. He suffered from complete deafness. This impeded his ability to defend himself. Even with psychic abilities heightened to compensate, it was not quite enough. With this girl, though, he had been able to win the few fights he participated in. Not through strength, but wit and strategy…

Though unable to hear it, the Kadabra sensed the approaching figure. He raised his head a fraction, still staring forward at the Burnt Tower. The girl nodded to herself, hearing the footsteps and hearing Kadabra through the bond they shared…malicious intent approached them, eager to break the serenity of such a sacred place.

"Hello, Alice. Don't pretend like you didn't hear me approach. You and that useless Poke'mon of yours." Came the snide voice of Ecruteak's displaced Hearthome teenager. The smirk on his voice was cruel, and his blue eyes flinched away from Alice's brown-eyed gaze.

The girl called Alice had turned to face the new arrival, expression still serene. The boy seemed to sneer at the hand me down, patched up multi-colored jacket she wore, the plain jeans. Kadabra had turned to face the newcomer as well, face blank. Alice had kept the insult from reaching him, as he had not heard it. By the boy's expression, it was not hard for him to guess what had been said.

"Hello, Bryan. It's a pleasant day, isn't it?" Alice commented almost absent-mindedly, turning her soft gaze to the sky.

The boy's mouth twitched. "No. It's not." Someone with his mentally was inclined to argue at every possible turn. "I have nice clothes to make the cold weather seem like nothing, unlike you." He sneered. Bryan wore a clearly expensive leather jacket, and the latest style of jeans, a gold chain hanging off his belt loops. Though his clothes were nice, the rest of him was a different story. His blue eyes were constantly narrowed, his face (and stomach) a bit pudgy from being pampered and never working a day in his life. He had no muscle of which to speak, and the clothes fit him badly. Were it not for the way he used his Poke'mon to bully others, Bryan would likely have no friends, with his awful attitude. Very few people in Ecruteak were as fortunate financially as Bryan's family, and just not as materialistic because of it.

Alice shrugged, meeting his gaze again, only for him to flinch away. Having known her Kadabra for so long, Alice could see how he struggled not to defend his master, his friend, against such insults. "Do you come to the Tower for its serenity as I do?" She asked, full well knowing the answer.

Bryan let out a harsh laugh. "Please. Serenity? What a load of bull. No, no. I came for a battle." He strode over to Alice, leering, breathing right in her face. "You game?"

Alice bit her lip, thinking. She had been one of the few who Bryan had not successfully intimidated, and she knew she irritated him. She had known that it would only be so long before he tried this tactic, the tactic that had worked on everyone else. The other kids did not want to be trainers, and those that did had gone off on their journeys.

"Unless, of course, you're afraid your pathetic excuse of a Poke'mon will lose." Bryan added in a whisper tone, smirking. Alice stared back at him, about to reply. Kadabra, adept at lip reading, stepped forward, eyes flashing angrily. Bryan smirked again, stepping back from Alice. "This will be fun, Alice. I will enjoy beating you." He cackled again before moving back further, pulling a Poke'ball off his belt. "Go, Monster!" An Ivysaur was released, looking as smug as it's master.

Alice nodded, and Kadabra stepped forward, still shaking a bit with indignation. This boy had no right to treat his master so badly, and he would prove his worth once more to her by defeating Bryan and "Monster". He would have to rely on the bond he shared with Alice. He could not hear Bryan's commands, nor could he take the time to read his lips and leave himself to defenseless. Alice would help, sending him messages as best she could. He had faith in their ability as a team, as did she. Kadabra could feel it flowing from her.

"Razor leaf!" Bryan yelled. As soon as the words had left Bryan's mouth, Alice had transferred them to Kadabra, allowing him to prepare for the attack. Monster had immediately fired a barrage of sharp-edged leaves at Kadabra, who retaliated with counter, the leaves bouncing back and hitting Monster. He suffered minimal damage, but Alice could see Bryan's jaw tighten. Bryan was used to winning.

"Vine whip!" Bryan commanded. The move struck full on this time. Kadabra skidded backwards, eyes closed in concentration, hands moving slightly in an almost trance-like pattern. Alice seemed unbothered by this lack of an attack, nodding in agreement with whatever it was Kadabra was thinking.

"Pfft, was that supposed to be an attack? Pathetic! Use Sleep Powder!" Monster shot out a spray of particles which covered Kadabra. Kadabra dozed off immediately. Suddenly, Monster's eyes drooped and fell asleep as Kadabra had. "W-what?!"

"Kadabra's ability, Synchronize. The opponent suffers all the same status problems as Kadabra." Alice explained calmly, smiling. "And since you won't likely understand this next move either, it's called Sleep Talk."

Kadabra, though still asleep, moved it's hands rhythmically, and Monster was hit with waves of psychic energy, knocking it backward.

"Wake up, you pathetic excuse for a Poke'mon! Vine whip! Wake up!" Bryan yelled furiously, to no avail. Kadabra used another Sleep Talk, which hit dead on again. The two Poke'mon were starting to awaken. "Ha, finally! Monster, use vine whip!" Monster rushed forward, only to run into Kadabra's hastily established Protect. Out of nowhere came a blast of psychic energy, knocking Monster into a nearby tree.

Seeing Bryan's irate expression, Alice explained. "Future sight. That "pathetic" attack you saw earlier." She couldn't help but grin. This battle was far easier than she had thought. Kadabra was in good shape health-wise, and Monster was not. One more move would finish him, and it seemed Kadabra knew what he was doing.

Bryan scowled. Suddenly he grinned, and a warning light went off in Alice's head. For someone clearly losing, that wasn't a good look…he had some kind of plan…"Go, Spike! Godzilla!" Bryan released a Houndour and a Croconaw, both looking almost hungrily at the weakened Kadabra. "Use Flame Wheel and Bite!"

Godzilla rushed forward, snapping his jaws on Kadabra, who was too weakened to move away in time, Alice to shocked to give him forewarning. Spike shot out a blast of flame as Kadabra was held in place, injuring both Godzilla and Kadabra together. Alice watched in horror. Kadabra sent out another Psychic attack in retaliation, but both Poke'mon dodged, leaping away from him. Out of nowhere came Monster's Razor Leaf, slicing up the poor Kadabra. He had been watching the other two Poke'mon, and was unable to hear Monster moving in to attack. Alice had also been distracted by Bryan's sudden move, and hadn't anticipated Monster making a return.

"Ha! Not so powerful now, are you Alice? That deaf Poke'mon of yours really is no good." Bryan chuckled darkly to himself. "Finish him with Bite and Iron Tail!"

"No!" Alice yelled, leaping in front of Kadabra, who's eyes widened in shock and horror. Spike sank his teeth into Alice's arm, unable to stop itself in time, and Godzilla collided with the girl as well, knocking her on top of Kadabra. The two Poke'mon retreated at once, looking worriedly at their master, unsure if they had acted appropriately. Bryan merely looked smug, almost pleased.

"What the hell are you doing, stupid? Trying to get yourself killed?" He conveniently ignored the blood dripping slowly from the bite marks on her arm, the way she winced when she breathed. His voice held no compassion, but was mocking.

"You…son of a…how dare you…fight him 3 to 1…coward!" Alice gasped out, her voice taking on a growl-like quality.

"I am not a coward!" Bryan snapped back. "Godzilla, use water gun!" Godzilla whined, unsure of what to do. "I said water gun, you useless piece of crap!" The crocodile Poke'mon flew into action, launching a half-hearted spray of water at Alice. Everyone, including Alice herself, was surprised when the water dissolved as it hit Kadabra's Protect.

"You…are a coward…and you will always be…a coward. Even if…you win this…you have still…lost…" Alice sank to the ground, becoming faint from blood loss. Bryan was struck by her words, and gasped inarticulately with rage. Kadabra summoned up the last of his strength, and used teleport.

The battle was over.

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A/N: *bond - I feel that as a psychic Poke'mon, Kadabra can somewhat read the minds of those who open their minds to him. It takes effort on both ends, but is possible with proper understanding.

Woo! First chapter finished. Please read and review. I enjoyed writing this, and I hope it shows. Hope you liked it!