... You want to know more about me? What an INTERESTING question for a human to ask me. A trainer, no less...
... Indeed. You won't stop saying it... now that you know how very sentient I am...
... Who am I? That's a question I can't really answer by just saying my name. I mean sure. I can say my name. I can tell you what my age is. I can even tell you what type I am. Though, you don't really know me after that little bit of information. I'd have to tell you everything. So, is that okay with you? Are you willing to just sit with me, here, for a while? You don't gain anything by doing this. I'm not going to be one of your Pokemon afterwards...
...Yeah? ... Fine. I'll tell you my story. It's long, so it's gonna take me a while. Get comfortable. I'll stop and leave if you fall asleep, so pay attention.
My name has changed as many times as I have been through stages of my life. When all of what's important started, though- what defined me... I was just...
"Ralina~! Sweet heart~?" My mom was calling me. She was a Gardevoir. She has a name, but I only ever really called her, Mom or mommy. I was playing hide and seek, giggling to myself, cause of my great hiding place up in a big tree full of apples. I had picked a really big one, but it was too big to bite into with my small mouth. I was just a Ralts, after all. I think I was six-years-old coming on to seven. I was only a foot tall. I looked like I was wearing an over-sized gown that dragged under my feet. It was just part of my body, though. My skin, really. That might be weird to think about, being that you have a much different body.
My face was the same white color and red were my round eyes. I had bowl-cut hair with a red, flat horn in the front and in the back of my head. My arms were finger-less slender appendages. I had small, stubby legs. The apple was as big as my head and body. I guess now that I think about it, maybe I was just small. Small for a ralts, really...
I didn't call back to my mom at all. I just watched her tall, slender figure walk around in search of me. Though to be fair, I was only seeing the first seeker. As a white hand reaches out and places itself on my head, I yelp and flail, dropping my apple and clinging to the limb I sat on. "Who's there?!" I look around, but I didn't see anyone. After I calmed down, I sat back up and looked backward, meeting my big sister's gaze. She was a normal, every day Kirlia. However, to me, she was the only Kirlia. Every other Kirlia just wasn't related to me. Not my family. Though, like me, her name wasn't her species name. It was Kimmy, but I always used, Sis.
My sister giggled at me with a kind smile, rubbing her hand embarrassingly on the side of my head. "Sis. You're way too jumpy. There's just us and no one else." And then she grinned to me, snickering. "Oh and your 'it'."
"Indeed, Kimmy!" came a deeper, more mature woman's voice. Mom's voice! I spun back around and saw her reaching for us both... and remembered just how big Mom was. She was super tall compared to us! Even my sister was small at 2'7" feet tall. My mommy was above average height for a Gardevoir. She was 6'7 feet tall, where as any other Gardevoir was 5'3"! A big difference! "Now lets get you both down~. I don't think trees were supposed to be a hiding place." She picked me up, right off the branch with a single, three digit hand with sharp fingers. Not that sort of sharp, but they were pointy. She grabbed Sis around the waist to get her. Sis was ticklish there so she giggled.
Moments after we were lowered down from the tree, we were put down on the ground to reintroduce our legs to the cool and soft grass. Mommy righted herself with her hands on her hips and a smiling glance down at me. I knew that look~... "Alright, Ralina. Your 'it' this time. Now you have to find us, again." She crouched down to me and fixed it so that I was facing the tree I was caught in. "Now. Head against the tree, eyes closed and start to count to one-hundred." And that's exactly what I did.
I started to count against the tree with my eyes shut tight. Maybe tighter than was needed. "1..2..3-"
"Don't peek~!", came Sis's already distant voice as they both ran to hide somewhere in the forest.
I kept counting, face a little red from my sister treating me like a kid... which at the time, was accurate, I guess. "..4..5..6.." I was already further along in the number education than kids my age from any human race out there. Heck, I was probably smarter than some pokemon outside my own pokemon race. We of the "feeling" pokemon race aren't just highly tuned to people's feelings and true intentions. We are also highly intelligent, even without proper learning. We learn almost instinctively as we age... A little side note. Back then, I was different. I couldn't directly feel anything from other pokemon or people, yet. Just vague stuff that came directly from Mom and Kimmy.
Mom might have been big and tall, but she probably also had an IQ of over 300... She just didn't use it a lot when we came along. I guess smarts weren't as important to her as family. I admit, that makes me smile thinking that way. "94..95..96..97..98..99..100!" I took my head off the tree and opened my eyes, whirling around and shouted out to the whole forest around me. "Ready or not, here I come~!"
And so I started running. Doesn't seem like us Ralts' can run fast, does it? Looks are deceiving, because we are fast as all get-out. Speeding by trees, I kept an eye out for any signs of mom or Kimmy. I was really looking for pieces of their "dresses".
Looking all over the place while I sped passed a lot of the forest, I blinked when I thought I saw a white piece of cloth. I stopped and backed up slowly to where I had spotted it, careful not to make noise like I had while I was running. The "cloth" was protruding out the bottom of a big bush. I smirked to myself and went around to the back. I could already see Sis through the back of the bush, watching for me. What helped me know it was her was her green pigtails.
...You seem confused. Is it about the hair? Yeah. Our's is real hair, too. NOT a helmet or something stupid like that. How would that work for a KIRLIA, specifically? Either way, I guess you guys just never took the time and watched it grow.
Anyways. I only had to tag her. That's all. Just a quick tap on the shoulder...but there was a problem. I was too small to just reach inside. My arms weren't long enough, even if they were my longest limbs. I'd have to do this quick...
I shot into the bush and squirmed my way to my sister, just as she realized she wasn't alone, letting out and shriek. It was too late to run! I tagged her right on the forehead while I huffed and puffed, a little worn out from squirming so hard in the bush. "*huff* Tag!... *puff* Your out- I mean... *huff* it! ... *haff*" I then grinned cheekily when I thought about how she shrieked even louder than me when she found me back there. "So, I'm *puff* .. the jumpy one?"
She sat there, surprised and a little shaky. Then she pouted, blushing a deep red. "Oh quiet! You didn't scare me! I was just... Testing my lungs, you took so long!"
I snorted at that and hopped out of the bush, hair messy with leaves. I dusted the leaves out of my hair while I spoke. "Yeah, sure, big sis. That totally wasn't out of fright. I soooo believe you~." When I fixed my hair and she came out, fixing her own messy hair, I pointed at her. "By the way, your still shaking, Miss Lung Tester." She gaped at the mouth, blushing even more, then let out and frustrated, "Ooooh!", shutting her eyes and flailing her fists! "Yeah, just remember who scared who first!"
I giggled. "Are you admitting something here?" Yes. I was being smart with her. I couldn't help it! It was so fun messing with her!
She folded her arms and made a, "hmph", looking away and saying, "I WILL get you back for this! Mark my words, little sister!" After she said the "will get you back for this" part, I had already bolted off. I heard the rest though~. I always wondered which of us was REALLY the older sister~.
To be fair, finding my mom would not be anywhere as easy as my sister was to find. She had picked a great hiding place and one other detail had been taken care of.
I couldn't find hair nor dress or leg of my mom for the longest time. So long that I was out of breath and huffing again. There was a chance that she was using my strategy from earlier and hiding up in a tree, but she was too big. Right? Either way, it wasn't that. She was not just hiding. She was SUPER hiding. The terrain had turned misty with fog and I couldn't really see much. It was one of mom's moves. Misty Terrain.
However, that worked to my advantage, because the affect area had to be where she was. I smiled open-mouthedly while I was catching my breath and sweating. "I know *huff* ... your *haff*.. here mom~!" She wasn't going to speak, but I heard something move to my right. I used teleport to warp into a flash of pink light and out again behind which tree I thought she was behind and there she was!
She gasped and tried to run away, but I teleported again, this time right onto her shoulders as I tapped her head. "Tag!" She stopped running, almost falling over, but balancing us both. She huffs and bows her head, snapping her fingers and muttering, "Oh, shoot!"
She then looks back to me and smiles, proud. "You're getting used to your teleport move, I see, Ralina. Wish I hadn't trained mine away now. If I hadn't, there's no way you could have gotten me." She sighs and then takes me in a hand underneath me and brings me around to her front. "How about we call it a day for hide and seek? You must be getting hungry with that little body of your's all tuckered out like this."
I was going to object, but my stomach growled before I could even mutter a word. -Tchuuurr...- I bit my lip and blushed, feeling my stomach tighten a little. Mom saw that and giggled lightly. She pursed her lips and kissed me on the cheek. "Don't go on just food for thought, little one~. You have to remain healthy. Remember that."
She put me hanging onto her shoulder while she looked around to make sure no one was looking. Smiling over to me, she asked, "Hey, Ralina-baby? Can you teleport us to your sister? We can't leave her out here after all~." Nodding, I did as she asked, summoning up one last teleport as we were sent through time and space, ending up right in front of Kimmy, where it made us reappear.
Sis ended up shrieking from fright again, flailing and falling over, shivering. Mom giggled with me on this one, then picked poor Kimmy up, carrying her like a baby. She pouts and blushes up again. "You guys are SO getting some payback. BOTH of you. I don't care who's the mommy around here."
To that, mommy shushed her with a head rub, making Sis relax back in her arms and smile, pleasantly. I have... no idea why that relaxed her. "Now now~. No need to get mean about this, right?" She then started to walk through the woods, to our home. Most pokemon didn't really have a proper home unless they were caught by a trainer or raised by humans, so I guess I should call home our favorite spot in the forest. Hands or not, brain or no brain, pokemon don't really need much in the way of shelters. We're a lot more resilient than humans, anyway.
Our favorite spot was a pecha tree grove. The grass was a light teal with dew coating every blade. The trees were big and healthy and grew the most luscious berries I'd ever tasted. The air here was especially clean with the scent of pecha in the air. A small pond flowing gently swirling and moving in and out toward a nearby river rested in a corner, shaped like a liver.
This was my home...
Just to make certain no one wonders why the very same story is both here and on Deviantart, I am the same person who originally wrote the story. Jenna4President.
This name doesn't mean anything toward my gender. As always, that's just an alias. Same as Ak-Asche. Take no gender from it, even though it's obviously female. After all, if we're being honest, Ak-Asche sounds male.
As I don't like the writing system it uses, I've moved this fanfiction here. Reasons vary, but a big reason is the use of symbol activated bold, italics and other such things. Honestly, I wish every site used a system like this, but maybe I don't understand something.
Regardless, I wanted to make it clear that this is indeed my story. I didn't steal it. I can even message anyone who wants proof from the aforementioned Deviantart account.
I hope you all enjoy this story, regardless. ^^ It's by far one of my favorite things I'm currently writing.
