Author's Note: I'm alive! Yes, it has been too long since I wrote something, anything for that matter! However, now I'm in the limbo that exists between high school and university, fun. With all this free time, I've been focused on BW and BW2 and I always end up roleplaying with different characters/pokemon when I play so behold, LI&DT was born!
Note: I know that the player characters are officially named Touko/Hilda and Touya/Hilbert but I always name my characters after the games, like they do in Pokemon Adventures/Special. So Touko/Hilda is called White and Touya/Hilbert is Black but they aren't related to the characters in Pokemon Adventures! Please keep this in mind!
Light Ideals Against Dark Truth
Chapter 1 : The Day Our Journey Begins
She hadn't seen the sun rise in days, not since her fourteen birthday when her mother allowed her the luxury of sleeping in until noon. However today, not even her brother needed to wake her up nor did drowsiness sweep over her as she jumped out of bed. Like her twin brother, they were both watching the seconds tick away, waiting impatiently for this day. For this moment.
Her fingers were trembling with excitement, her heart fluttering in her gut as she zipped up her bag. Everything smelt new, her clothes, her bag and running shoes, all for this day. She couldn't help but look at herself in the mirror and see nothing but a bright-eyed, rookie trainer staring back at her.
"Are you ready yet White? Come on, Cheren and Bel will be here any moment!" Her brother's impatient words were accompanied by loud thumps as he smacked the wall between their rooms. White sighed, knowing that right now he must be drooling over the little blue box in his room.
"Yeah, I'm almost done," White called back, treading over to the wall and started slamming her palms against it, "So stop making a racket Black!" She teased before skipping over to her desk. In a few quick movements, her thick, brown hair was tied up in a ponytail. She ignored the two stubborn flicks that refused to lay flat, throwing her white and pink hat on and slinging her bag over her shoulder. She casted one last glance at her room, knowing that she wouldn't see it for a long time, maybe even years. Her cute Pokemon themed bed was perfectly made, her books in order, her white Wii didn't have a speck of dust on it and her toys and figurines stared back at her sightlessly, saying their silent farewells to her. She let out a sigh, closing her blue eyes as she sealed up her room.
Black wasn't as sentimental as his older sister. He wasn't checking out his clothes nor reminiscing about his past few days at home. Black's brown eyes were locked onto the blue box that sat on his desk. The minute he woke up, the brunette boy was itching to open it but he knew better than that. After all, everyone had to be here. Finally White walked in, not even looking at her brother, her eyes all for the box.
"How long does it take you to get ready?" Black laughed, lazing back on his bed. White gave him a stern glance back before it cracked, a smile plastered on her face.
"I can't believe it's already here!" She smiled, giving a squirm of joy. Black smiled back, sitting on the edge of his bed and glancing at his clock.
"Well, Cheren should be here any se-" Black was interrupted as his door opened, revealing another fellow fourteen-year-old boy. He adjusted his glasses, his blue eyes locked onto the clock and he let out a disgruntled sigh.
"Bel's not here yet?" He groaned, walking into the room. The black haired boy had a thick air of confidence, standing in Black's room as if it was his own.
"Isn't that expected Cheren?" Black grinned at the black haired boy. "She should be here any moment though, she wouldn't be late today." He then glanced back at the blue box, feeling his stomach flip in joy again. "Even White didn't sleep half the day away and you know White, she is like a Snorlax." He joked, White throwing him a stern glance before picking up a cushion.
"White used pound!" She cried as she threw the cushion at his head, knocking off his hat. Cheren held back a chuckle at Black's daft expression that he flashed his sister before turning to the clock.
"Anyway… She better come here soon, I can't wait much longer." Cheren commented.
"If you think the wait has been hard on you, you should've seen Black. When mu brought up the box, he shouted so loudly that I wouldn't be surprised if you heard it. Leave it up to Black to learn Hyper Voice instead of his Pokemon…" She teased her brother.
"Hey, who was just childish enough to attack me with a pitiful 'pound'?" Black threw the cushion back, "I mean… Come on! They are in there, just waiting! You were overjoyed as well," Black smiled, flipping his red and white coloured hat on his head, his hair flicking out from underneath it.
"Ah!" A gasp sounded as the door swung open again, a blonde haired girl gazing into the room. As soon as her green eyes locked onto Cheren's blue she flustered into Black's room, bowing to the three of them.
"I'm so sooooooory that I'm late!" Bel apologised, closing the door behind her, "I just couldn't find…" She started to blubber half to herself when Cheren shook his head.
"Bel, your sense of time is still awful after all these years." Cheren observed. Bel pursed her lips slightly at the analytical boy before White pulled her over to Black's desk and drew her attention to the blue box.
"So, this is it?" Bel asked, her green eyes growing wider as she looked at the box. White nodded, her lips trembling as Cheren picked up the note that was slipped under the green ribbon.
"Hello Black, White, Cheren and Bel. My name is Professor Juniper. Sorry that I couldn't be here in person but I trust this will go smoothly even without my presence. Your mothers have informed me that you have now all turned fourteen and so I bestow you all your very first Pokemon. I have marked who is whose and I'm certain that you will each love your Pokemon. I paid special attention to which one will suit your taste. Please come by my Pokemon Research Laboratory when you are ready. Congratulations!" Cheren read aloud, looking back to the box.
"Well, she delivered it to Black and White's house so they get to open the box." Bel turned to the twins. Black gazed at his sister, excitement boiling and overflowing in his eyes. White wouldn't be surprised if he started shivering from an overload of excitement.
"I think Black should," White said stepping back.
Black didn't need any other nudging, unraveling the box and opening its lid. The four young teenagers crowded around it, peering down at the four Poke Balls that sat inside. The four found which one was theirs and dived on it.
"We finally have a Pokemon!" Black cheered, fist-pumping the air. White couldn't help but snuggle the red and white ball alongside Bel. The green eyed girl looked up at her friend, impatience glowing in them.
"White! Let's have a Pokemon battle!" She chirped and Cheren let out a heavy sigh.
"What? Right here?" White gapped at her friend and then back at her new Poke Ball.
"Bel, don't be so impatient. We're inside after all and they are little Pokemon. They have never battled before," Cheren explained but it went in one ear and out the other for Bel. Cheren rolled his eyes as Bel drooled with bubbly delight.
I may as well be speaking in complete gibberish to a drooling baby. A baby would register more than what she is currently, Cheren thought to himself.
"We'll be fine, we won't mess up Black's room… After all, like you said, they are tiny Pokemon! What could they possibly do?" Bel replied.
"Bel, don't say anything that you will regret later on…" Cheren rasped.
"Come White! What do you say?" Bel turned away from Cheren, ignoring his frown.
"Yeah, let's do it!" White instantly replied, her hand trembling as she held her Poke Ball. She wanted to make a cool-looking stance and throw it as hard as she could, just like how Elesa or Grimsley would on T.V.
"Fine, I'll be the referee," Cheren said, giving up as he and Black stood at the middle ground. "After this though, I get to battle Black," He smirked at Black who just grinned back.
"Sound good, it won't be much of a easy win that way," He teased. Cheren just reflected Black's eager confidence before turning back to the girls who were already in position.
"Okay, here we go! My first battle! You ready White?" Bel buzzed and White smiled back, her blue eyes sparkling.
"Yes!" White flashed her teeth and threw in her all as she release the Poke ball, "Let's go Tepig!"
"Come on Snivy!" Bel released her Snivy, her rusty brown eyes locking onto Tepig's dark hazel brown. "Now tackle Snivy!" Bel commanded and Snivy quickly darted over to Tepig, faster than White could react. It slammed into Tepig's body, making it slide over Black's blue rug. Tepig clenched its teeth and regained itself quickly.
"Tepig, counter with tackle! Don't let its speed get to you!" White commanded it and the little fire Pokemon rushed forward, launching its body into Snivy and throwing her back into Black's chair.
Snivy recovered quickly, ignoring the DVD cases and pens that toppled down as the chair slammed into Black's desk. It jumped out of the way of another tackle, letting White's Tepig slam into Black's nightstand. Tepig shook it off, using the nightstand to throw herself towards Snivy, who was now dodging its attacks. Black was oblivious to his nightstand falling over or his pillow and quilt being thrown onto the floor. The two Pokemon played cat and mouse, chasing each other around the room and wherever they went, everything seemed to be magnetized to the floor.
"Snivy! Leer!" Bel yelled and Snivy smirked at its opponent, leering at it maliciously. Tepig skidded to a stop, feeling a shiver of fear slide up her back. White bit her lips as Tepig backed off slightly, lowering her ears. Snivy slowly started to creep forward, totally in control of the battle.
She will be open for a direct attack now! At point blank! I have to stop this! Snivy is a lot faster than Tepig but it seems to not have the same force as Tepig when it comes to physical attacks nor the ability to withstand hits… So then…
"Tail whip!" White cried out. Tepig blinked, glancing back at her new trainer for a second, fear and uncertainty dancing in her eyes. White gave a brave smile, trying to reflect all of her love and gentleness in her eyes for the little fire pokemon. Tepig flinched, looking at White before she glanced back at her opponent. She swallowed hard, ducking her head and then whipping her tail around pitifully. Bel's determined frown melted into a giggling smile at its cute display and Snivy's leer disappeared. Tepig glanced up at Snivy and her fear disappeared as she realised that the tables had turned.
"Finish it!" White yelled and Tepig without hesitating charged forward and tackled Snivy at full force before Bel could react. Tepig closed her eyes as she slammed Snivy into Black's bookshelf, books and magazines toppling down and around them. Tepig stumbled backwards, looking at its foe and let out a grunt of joy as Snivy was knocked out.
"Snivy is unable to battle. White and Tepig win!" Cheren called out as Bel rushed over to her Snivy.
"I'm so sorry!" Bel cooed to her Pokemon, picking it up to cradle her in her arms. White was froze in place, Cheren's words echoing in her mind as Tepig trotted over to her.
"I- I… No…" She smiled, picking up Tepig and skipping around with the little Pokemon, "We won! Our first battle and we won!" She cheered and Tepig let out a happy grunt.
"That was awesome!" Black cheered, jumping up. "You were awesome sis! You were like a natural! Both of you were incredible!" Black glanced at the two of them.
"I can't believe how amazing that was!" Bel agreed.
"Why don't you all have a look around?" Cheren simply murmured to them as silence settled over the room. Everything was scattered around, books on the floor, their pages folded and torn. The rug's corners were flipped over, pillows and blankets strewn around the room yet the Wii was untouched.
"My room!" Black cried out, slapping his hands on his head as he looked around, "How?"
"Wh-whoa?! What happened?" Bel gasped, stumbling around the mess she had created.
"My room!" Black repeated.
"Wow… Pokemon are amaaaaaazing! So little but so strong!" Bel flattered her Snivy, cuddling it close to her. Her Snivy smiled softly, enjoying the compliments and affection Bel showered her with.
"I know! I'm so happy I got you Pon!" White smiled at her Tepig.
"Pon?" Black echoed and White nodded eagerly.
"It's Tepig's nickname, do you like it?" White asked Tepig and it let out a happy cry, "Pon it is!" She cheered, dancing around with Pon in her arms. Bel then walked over to Black, bowing several times to him.
"Sorry about your room Black," she apologised. Black just scratched his cheek and shrugged.
"It's okay, after all, it's not like I'm going be sleeping in here any time soon," He said. Cheren sighed, smiling as he walked over to Bel. He pulled out a yellow tablet from his black bag, shaking his head at the blonde girl.
"You… Are completely hopeless," He muttered. He motioned the revive towards Snivy, "Here, this will fix her up." He explained. Snivy sniffed it and then gingerly took it, swallowing it whole. "She'll be fine soon. Come here White, I'll heal Tepi- I mean Pon for you," He corrected as he pulled out a potion, shaking it up. Bel fell onto Black's blanket-less bed and looked at the two boys expectantly.
"Now! Black and Cheren! I think you'll be able to have a battle without thrashing the room more," Bel cheered. Black grinned, glancing back at Cheren as he threw away the empty potion bottle, a proud grin sweeping over his face.
"I believe you're right!" He smiled. Bel just ignored his cocky tone and smiled, "It'll be no problem for me to keep the room from getting any more messier. Black although…" He trailed off as Black jumped over to where White was standing a few seconds before.
"Haha, yeah right! Besides, it's not fair if you two are the only ones who get to have fun battling! I can't let my older sister take all the glory!" Black laughed, Poke Ball ready in his hand.
"It's decided then. Black, you'll be my opponent… In our first Pokemon battle!" Cheren looked at Black and then back at his Poke ball. As White prepared to take her place as referee Bel tapped her friend on the shoulder, motioning her to move closer.
"He's talking like a gym leader, don't you think?" Bel whispered. White looked Cheren and slumped over in agreement.
Cheren is enjoy himself too much… She thought. Pon sat at her feet, her injuries healing but her brown eyes were locked onto the battlefield. Her blood boiled, her flushed skin heated up, her body yearning to jump into the fray.
"Let's see what you can do then Oshawott!" Cheren grinned.
"Tepig! Let's show them!" Black cried, throwing his Poke Ball. His little, male Tepig locked onto its opponent, Cheren's Oshawott.
"Tail whip." Cheren didn't waste any time, his Oshawott jumping into action and showing off its cute display. Black knew what to expect from White's fight, however before he could even issue a command Cheren threw in another. "Tackle!" He yelled and his Oshawott slammed into Tepig, sending him skidding across the messy rug.
That was fast! Well Tepig seems to be a slow Pokemon but very strong. Black frowned and looked up at Cheren who was standing tall, one hand sitting lazily in his jacket's pocket. The black haired boy oozed a cocky, educated confidence and strangely enough, it made Black even more motivated to beat him.
"Tail whip!" Cheren repeated and Oshawott continued the cute display and fooled Tepig. "Tackle!" Oshawott slammed into Tepig again, repeating the formula over again.
This isn't good! What do I do?! I can't just stand still!
"Dodge and tackle!" Black yelled as Oshawott thrust its body forward. Tepig used his front hooves to swing out of the way and used his body weight to slam into Oshawott's back, sending him skidding forward. "Don't let up Tepig!" Black told him and Tepig tackled it again, not giving it any time to recover.
"Oshawott, counter it with tackle!" Cheren called out and Oshawott threw its body back, colliding with Tepig. The two little Pokemon stumbled back, Tepig closing his eyes and shaking his head while Oshawott stumbled over his feet and fell to the ground, bumping its head. Tepig let out a snort as his opponent fainted.
"Oshawott is unable to battle, Black and Tepig win!" White called out, smiling at her brother has he gave a shuffle of victory before jumping over to Tepig.
"Yes! That was amazing!" Black jumped around, his Tepig joining his celebration as Cheren pulled out another revive, walking over to his Oshawott.
"You did good. I'm sorry I let you down on our first battle but I'll- We'll become the strongest team in all of Unova. I promise," He apologised has he revived his Pokemon yet Oshawott smiled at his new trainer happily. "I made a strange blunder in my first battle but," He stood up and stared ahead sightlessly, "This feeling I have… I'm finally a Pokemon Trainer,"
"Yeah, our first ever battle. I'll never forget this," White told Pon as she picked up her Pokemon. Pon nodded, nuzzling her nose against White's throat.
"First things first, let's go apologise to your mother about this," Cheren sighed, sweeping his hand over the disaster zone.
"Yeah, we better…" White mumbled.
"She hasn't gotten too mad at us before," Black reminded her as he carefully tiptoed around the disaster zone to pick up his bag. As soon as he picked it up, the colour from Bel's face drained. Snivy picked up her head, noticing her trainer's hands growing clammy.
"That was us messing up our rooms before. That was before we received our Pokemon, this is… Verrrry different," White reminded him and Black's face dropped a little before shrugging. White gazed away from her brother and noticed Bel's shocked expression.
"I don't think it'll be that bad," Black replied, "Let's see. I have to name you." He folded his arms and looked down at his Tepig, "Well… Hey, Cheren. What's Tepig's ability called again?" Black called over to Cheren. Their friend frowned as he mentally ran through notes that he had studied.
"It's Blaze. When its health is low, its fire attacks will become stronger," Cheren reported and Black grinned, fire burning in his brown eyes.
"Perfect, I'll call you Blaze!" He told his Tepig, "Are you guys gonna name your Pokemon?" He asked aloud.
"Nicknaming helps strengthen a bond between Trainer and Pokemon and helps to separate the Pokemon from the rest of its species," Cheren mumbled, his words were barely louder than a whisper, "Oshawott evolves into Samurott, whose Japanese name is Daikenki… Dai then," Cheren nodded. Oshawott nodded, accepting its new name before the two boys returned their Pokemon to their Poke Balls. They then turned around to find a silent, shivering Bel.
"I-I…" She stuttered, silence falling over them, "I FORGOT MY BAG!" She blurted out.
Black waited, holding onto his breath as he pressed himself to the wall. Cheren was more composed than Black, sitting under the windowsill with his Pokeball in hand. He flashed an irritated glance at White who pressed against him, Pon in her arms and glancing around, trying to make sense of the three's behaviour. Cheren bit his tongue, wanting to snap at White for keeping Pon outside of her Poke ball but he held it as they waited.
"No! No! NO! A thousand times! NO!" The three flinched at Bel's father's harsh tone. Black tried his best to keep quiet and not peek through the open window above them. As Cheren told him before Bel walked back to her house, this was Bel's family and hence, her family's matter.
"This was expected…" Cheren breathed, resting his head back on the bricks.
Inside, Bel bit her lip as she faced her red-faced father. He towered over her, blocking the stairs up to her room, to her bag. Bel's Snivy, Ava, stood beside Bel, her rusty red eyes watching the infuriated father before looking back at her trainer.
"But… I'm… I'm a good trainer! I got a Pokemon and everything! I can go on an adventure now!" Bel fought back before throwing a quick glance to the open window.
"What do we do? We have to get into Bel's room now and get that bag!" Black hissed, tugging his hat down. White and Cheren gazed up at the sky, trying to piece together a plan.
"Well, well, well," The three froze as a shadow descended over them, "There seems to be three rookie Trainers on my lawn," A woman laughed and the three gazed up to see Bel's mother leaning on the windowsill, gazing down at the three.
"Aah- Well-" White stumbled while Cheren immediately bolted up, bowing respectfully to the blonde woman.
"We are so sorr-" Cheren blurted out but Bel's mother motioned for him to be quiet, shaking her head softly at him.
"If we want to get Bel's bag, we have to do this right or my husband will…" Bel's mother trailed off before sighing. Cheren raised an eyebrow at the blonde woman as White and Black stumbled to their feet.
"You're fine with Bel leaving? Then why aren't you defending Bel?" Cheren immediately asked. Bel's mother glanced sideways for a second before she faced Cheren in the eyes.
"My husband is difficult when his emotions overflow. He is honestly just worried for my Bel, he'll calm down soon enough." She replied before tilting her head as if her mind became plagued with thoughts and ideas. "Cheren… Have you battled Bel yet?" She asked and Cheren slowly shook his head. Bel's mother smiled before glancing over to Black and White. "How good are you at sneaking into people's rooms?"
"Bel's putting up a bit of a fight, then again Snivy is pretty fast," White commented as she watched Bel's battle with Cheren from afar. Since they started the battle in the middle of the quiet road, they had gathered quiet a crowd with Bel's parents acting as referee. Suddenly, White felt Black sway beneath her so she quickly clasped onto the veranda roof before they toppled to the ground. "Watch it!" She warned her brother as she heaved herself onto the roof. Black let out a disgruntled breath as he felt the weight of his big sister disappear from his shoulders.
"Next time, don't get distracted by a Pokemon battle!" Black hissed back from the ground. "Geez, be glad that I'm the taller one," Black rubbed his shoulder dramatically but White just rolled her eyes at her brother's display and carefully stood up on the roof.
"Pon… If he says that again, tackle him." White half-jokingly told her Tepig. The pokemon snorted, watching the brunette boy beside her. "Okay, which one is it? The first window?"
"Yeah, well, I'm pretty sure if its full of plushie toys and has a pink laptop, it'll be Bel's room," Black sarcastically replied.
"Cheren's the sarcastic one, don't let him rub off on you," White joked. Just like Bel's mother said, Bel's bedroom window was open so White could easily sneak into it.
This must look really strange from afar, White thought to herself as she quietly entered Bel's room, A bunch of teenagers throwing a battle on the street as a distraction while the other two sneak into a house. That could actually be a sound plan to rob a place. She then found Bel's big white bag on the foot of the bed. She quickly searched through it, going through the checklist she had set out for herself before zipping it up and tip-toeing back out of the room.
"You got it?" Black called out as White slid over to the roof's edge, Bel's bag in hand, "Jump, I'll catch you." He told her, readying his arms. White closed her eyes, hesitating for a second before she slid off the edge. Black rushed forward and clumsily caught her.
"Thanks," White said as she felt her feet touch the ground and Black grinned back.
"You may be my older sister but that still doesn't mean that you don't need looking after," He teased her as Cheren and Bel walked up to them, having just finished their battle.
"Got it?" Cheren asked and White smiled throwing Bel her bag. She caught it and gazed up at her friends.
"Thank you so much! Thank you but are- Is this really okay?" Bel asked them, her green eyes fluttering to each of them.
"This was your mother's plan, not ours so it's fine," Black reassured her. Bel's gaze fell down to the ground, holding her bag tightly to her body before nodding.
"Then, where to now?" Bel asked them.
"To the Professor's Laboratory obviously," Cheren replied, "We have to report there to receive the Pokedex," He explained.
"Then? That's when we…?" White didn't need to utter another word, Cheren simply nodded.
"After that, we start on our journey," Cheren finished.
"What are we waiting for then!?" Black yelled and charged off.
"Aren't you taking a bag with you? You'll need supplies and money when you go out," The yellow haired woman asked. She patted the backpack next to her, which she and her sister had packed the night before but as soon as her yellow eyes locked onto the stoic blue, she knew it was all in vain.
"I don't need such things Concordia." The sixteen year old replied, "Before I was brought here, I lived every day without human comforts," He clipped a strange necklace around his neck, rotating the planet-like pendant before letting his hand drop. He stared at himself in the mirror before walking off. Two little Zorua followed his feet, matching his pace as he walked around the room. The teenager smiled at them while quietly chatting to them, his voice gentle yet fast paced. Concordia sighed, glancing back at her pink-haired sister who simply closed her eyes, shaking her head.
"My kin-" Concordia started but the boy flashed a harsh glance back at the young woman.
"Please don't call me that, I hear enough of it already," He gently sighed, "It still seems surreal and yet it is still unbefitting of me... " He trailed off, his eyes staring forward before he shook his head. "That's why I must go," He continued.
"Yes, we understand," Anthea smiled at the green-haired teenager, "We just get worried about you. After all, we are here to care for you," She quietly added. The boy stopped and gave a small smile before uttering something to the Zorua that sat nearby his feet.
"You haven't left this castle since Lord Ghetsis brought you here, the world changes a lot in eleven years. It may not be the one you remember," Concordia warned him. He let out a sigh, pausing as he picked up a Poke ball, his fingers tracing the smooth surface.
"Yes, everything changes. It is never still. Everything degrades just like and radiating isotopes, shifting into a different isotope, a different element." He toyed with the Poke ball, observing its properties as his eyes froze over. "Even with all the elongated equations solved, no one can predict nor see the changes in the world or how it degrades," He started to dig his nails into the red top of the Pokeball, scoring deep scratches along it before he jolted, snapping it in half.
"Yet… I can see it. There is… There's an obvious formula. It's brilliant yet I… I'm the only one that can see it. I am the only one that can change this dark future…"
"Yes, of course," Concordia nodded as the teenager put on a black and white hat.
"That is why you are Team Plasma's King N," Anthea smiled. N nodded, gazing around his room for one last time.
"I must depart now, I cannot delay any more," N told them before he looked down at the two Zorua. He knelt down, patting them and cooing softly to them, "I must leave… I will return, I promise you that and when I do, I'll have even more friends to introduce you to." He gently told them before he stood up and walked out of his room, the two Team Plasma goddesses at his side.
N shot one last glance at the large room, toys and objects cluttering it. One Zorua watched him quietly as the other used its ability, shifting his appearance. N felt his chest heave as his blue eyes fell on a little, wild, green haired boy. N watched the boy silently as his windowless room was closed up, sealed off from the world yet again.
N shook his head and glanced up at the many Team Plasma members that straightened up immediately, saluting to their king.
"My king N," N turned around to see Rood waiting for him. The Sage observed him before looking the young king in the eye, "Your attire does not reflect your elegance nor your status, milord. May I inquire why you selected such an attire?" The old man asked.
"I am Team Plasma's king but for our plan to succeed, I need to observe Unova and how it works now. I will be nothing when I am travelling, not until our plan is in motion. I must understand what we are opposing," He took out another Poke ball, glaring harshly at it, "Before we crush it,".
Nicknames:
Pon is derived from Tepig's Japanese name, Pokabu. Pon was my Tepig from my first ever playthrough of my Japanese White. Ava is from the Hebrew name Chava which is also an expression meaning serpent. Ava was the name of my Snivy from my first playthrough of my English Black.
