Hi, welcome to my fic about one of my favorite Gen III Pokémon. Yeah, that's right. It's Gardevoir, the embrace Pokémon, and I chose her because she is an excellent addition to my team in every game (I still wait for the update in Pokémon Moon, so I can transfer her from Y).
I know she is the center of pervert fanfiction sometimes, but that is par for the course. I just wanted to write something about my Gardevoir, Momoyo. Anyway, let's proceed with the story. Enjoy.
000
My childhood was a rather strange one. I grew watching the Pokémon tournaments when I was a child, but my parents opposed the idea of letting me go on my Pokémon journey. I suppose the incidents with Team Flare turned them a bit paranoid. The fabled five trainers defeated them, of course, as they unleashed the legendary Yveltal from its slumber, ending their ambitions.
That didn't help either, now that I remember. My mother said to me that Pokémon could be good partners, but they had a dark side in them, as one trainer cannot hope to achieve mutual understanding if they aren't coordinated. A load of bull, if you ask me.
When I turned ten years old, I walked between route 2 and Vaniville Town just to get lost in the forest. I know, maybe I was a bit careless, but that didn't matter to me at the time because I wanted to explore the world as my parents still refused to let me part in a journey.
Still, exploring on my own was a really gratifying experience on its own, just because children like to know more about the world. However, the sound of a fight in the forest drew my attention. After approaching a gorge, I witnessed a barbaric act: the humans who hunted Pokémon for fun, and a Gardevoir shielding an egg. I was dumbfounded at the scene wondering how they could do that to a defenseless Pokémon.
I gathered all my courage to step forward and fight against the hunters, but a psychic wall prevented me from moving onward as the Gardevoir locked eyes with me. In my head, I heard a voice telling me to back down.
The hunter's relentless attacks with firearms wounded badly the Gardevoir as it gathered all her remaining strength and summoned a small black hole, tearing the hunters apart into a bloody mess. I stood still and tried to run, just to be held back with a powerful kinetic force.
I panicked. The wounded Gardevoir lifted me from the ground and slowly brought me back to where it was. 'I won't harm you, human. Your mind is pure and you held no grudge at what I did…' the voice in my head told me. I tensed again as she brought me closer to her and reached out to take my hand in hers.
'Human… I have a favor to ask of you… As you saw, there are humans who still refuse to believe we can live together in peace… I… I don't have much time left and my daughter is still inside this egg… Please, help… me!' the Gardevoir spoke to me as she handed me the egg she was protecting.
I looked at her and nodded, promising that I would take care of her daughter. The Gardevoir smiled a last time before it slowly closed her eyes, drifting away to that dream of no return. I stood there, alone with an egg, knowing nothing about taking care of a Pokémon or how was I going to tell this to my parents.
000
Once I returned to my house and told my parents about my experience in the forest, they weren't so happy that I tried to face hunters on my own or the fact that I trusted a Pokémon to give me something! They even stated they would throw away the egg to get rid of whatever was inside.
For once in my whole life I did something I would not have dared before, I stood in front of them and yelled. "You can't kill her! She is my responsibility and I won't have you destroying a child!" I told them.
My mother broke down in tears. My father used his X-Transceiver to call my uncle, who owned a Pokémon ranch. He told my uncle I had received an egg and that I needed some place to grow it. My uncle agreed and was a little pleased my parents would allow me to have a Pokémon.
However, not everything went as well as I expected. My mother told me that since I would have a Pokémon, I won't be returning to the house for the time being. I was confused, but she said nothing more. My father was a different story and shared with me his failed past as he attempted to become a Pokémon trainer, but I didn't care and packed my stuff.
After a couple of days, I arrived at my uncle's house and admired the beauty of all the Pokémon around me. My uncle told me that the place was a sanctuary for abandoned Pokémon or wounded ones who were hunted. And he even showed me the Pokémon he used for defense: the legendary Yveltal!
Now, I thought it would be easy to raise an egg, but my uncle told me otherwise. He trained me everyday so I could take good care of the Pokémon inside the egg, so I could be a good trainer in the future. I remember telling him "Okay… so now what?"
The days passed on, turning into weeks and before I realized I had been in the ranch for a month… and the egg still didn't hatch! So I decided I would try to get up early and walk around the grass. It was the time of the year where the trees bear fruits, so I decided to eat some before my training that day.
As I walked around the ranch, the Pokémon got around me, as they wanted to be petted. I had gotten closer to them and them to me. Still, as much as they wanted to play, I was a child and not as strong as I wanted to be. One of the Stoutland got too happy and pushed me against a tree.
As I fell, I heard the egg in my backpack crack. I thought I had killed the little Pokémon inside and collapsed out of fear. I had failed the Gardevoir… I killed her daughter! I cried in my mind as my consciousness abandoned me.
My uncle woke me up with some good slaps on my face. That hurt like a bitch, but when I recalled about the egg, I hugged my uncle and cried. Nevertheless, my uncle put a surprised face and told me to look behind me. That's when I saw her.
"She is a Ralts, John. The first of the three evolutions of a Gardevoir." My uncle told me as I watched with awe at the little Ralts trying to stay upright. I smiled and sighed in relief, I had fulfilled my promise to the Gardevoir.
"How do you want to name her, son?" My uncle asked as I watched the Ralts holding one peach with her tiny hands and eating it with a cute smile on her face. I knew how I wanted to call her.
"I want her name to be Momoyo, uncle!" I said with a big smile.
"Why?" he asked.
"It's because I read one of the books you have and as I turned the pages, I learned that Momoyo is the name of the fruit she's eating right now. She is eating the fruit in a cute way. She's sweet and adorable!" I said.
My uncle turned his head to look at me and smiled, "That's an unusual name, John. I'm sure she will get closer to you if you use her name often instead of her race's name. Try to get along with her." He said and instructed me to approach the newborn Gardevoir.
I was embarrassed just having to explain the name to my uncle, but I knew I made the right choice. As I approached Momoyo, I noticed her blue hair and slightly pale skin tone. She noticed me and put her fingerless hand over her mouth, tilting her head to the right in confusion.
"She is a shiny Ralts, John. It's a rare sight, but owning one of the shiny kind is an honor for a lot of people. For others, is a matter of collecting what they can… those are the ones who kill Pokémon… just for sport." My uncle said, annoyed.
I approached Momoyo and offered my hand to her. At first she backed a bit, but then she approached and sniffed my fingers and put her little hand over mine. I ruffled her blue hair, being careful about not touching the horn-like thingies on her head.
"What are those, uncle?" I said, while carefully touching her horns.
"With her horns she can sense the people's emotions. A Ralts approach people with positive auras, and it seems she took a shine to you. Those horns evolve into a fin-like appendix once she evolves into Gardevoir. It's part of her heart." He explained with a smile.
As I messed with her hair, I noticed her big red eyes and her cute smile. From that day I swore to protect her, honoring the wishes of Momoyo's mother. And because I wanted to have a friend in my life who liked adventure since I was the only kid around the place.
I took Ralts in my hands and put her in my backpack, so that she could travel with me inside the ranch. I knew my days would be filled with joy from now on. But I never knew my life was going to become more boisterous from that point onwards!
000
Days passed on turning into days, and days into months and months into years. Now I had 15 years old and my days of training with my uncle continued as usual. On my eleventh birthday, I asked my uncle to train me into Pokémon battles as well as train Momoyo.
Before that, Momoyo and I would enjoy running along the coastline admiring the view the ocean gave us. However, my dreams of becoming a Pokémon trainer were far from starting so I looked at Momoyo and asked if she would like to train.
The little Pokémon nodded eagerly and climbed in my lap, as usual. She gave me a caramel covered with leaves and smiled before falling asleep. I ruffled her hair and carried her back home.
After spending quite some time training with my uncle, he allowed me to explore the forest and try to capture new Pokémon to build my team. He even taught me how to use pokéballs!
My first tries ended in defeat as Momoyo needed more training, like me. One day, we spotted a rare Pokémon circling an old tree, he looked fearsome but with some dumb luck, I managed to capture him after an exhausting battle that nearly makes Momoyo faint!
After carrying her back to the house, my uncle was surprised when he saw the kind of Pokémon I captured. It was a Darkrai, and those were rare indeed. Now I know he was guarding his territory and that tree was his home before a thunder burned it out.
I took Darkrai out near the old tree and asked if he wanted to return home. He shook his head and pointed to the pokéball. He wanted to stay with me and I remembered when my uncle told me that there are cases when the Pokémon like his trainer after being caught. I was something like attraction and mutual trust.
I decided to name him "Shadow" and then we continued to train alongside the Pokémon my uncle prepared for me. The fights brought me closer to my Pokémon as we enjoyed our everyday life. I felt closer to them as they felt closer to me.
Then, one day, an unexpected event happened. A group of hunters breached the out walls of my uncle's ranch and started to shoot down some of the Pokémon. The poor creatures fought desperately against them and even the powerful Yveltal had a bad time repelling the ground forces.
Momoyo tried to assist Shadow, but her powers started to exhaust her near the point of fainting. I ran towards her, pulled her behind a stack of wheat, and gave her a potion. She looked at me and smiled; a light enveloped her and a new form appeared before me. She evolved into Kirlia and she resembled a ballerina. Her hair now allowed me to see her face.
I stood in awe for a couple of minutes before Shadow came to us and summoned a dark void to cover us while we tried to think about a strategy to lure the hunters out. But as much as we tried to come up with a plan, the yelling from my uncle made us act faster.
I rush towards my uncle with Shadow and Momoyo, but the hunter's leader showed up and started to shoot my friends. A lose bullet hit my uncle as he ran to cover me. Yveltal got angry when he witnessed his master being shot; its body shone with the flames of its soul. The last thing I remember is a bright flash of light engulfing the ground.
When I could open my eyes again, I saw scorched bodies lying around, and the hunter's leader running away with a severe burn in his arm. Momoyo and Shadow shielded me as they stopped the flames from reaching me. Sadly, my uncle didn't make it and Yveltal grieved over his loss.
I called my parents and I told them about what happened. They were sad, too, and tried to blame this on the Pokémon. I shouted at them for being so damn blind and I told them that people like them were the cause everyone saw the Pokémon like a threat!
I ran out of my uncle's house and went to his gravestone, where Yveltal mourned his master. The future of those Pokémon was uncertain as the only owner of the house was dead and he had no family besides us.
A young Litten and a Growlithe approached me; they were one of the Pokémon who took a shine to me when I watched over them when I was younger, and they even helped me train with Momoyo and Shadow. They felt the loss of their master as well as I did. I felt sadness filling my soul!
I didn't knew what to do now. My uncle loss his life because some madman thought it was right to hunt innocent creatures. My dad stood beside me and put his hand over my shoulder. I turned around and hugged him, crying in his arms.
"My son", he told me, "I now see that the Pokémon mean a lot for you. I'm glad you have something to stand for. I see that your Kirlia likes you a lot and that is the proof you will become an excellent trainer. Your mother and I will take over this place and we will honor your uncle's dream."
"How? Mother doesn't like Pokémon and… I fear the hunters will return and they will try something out…!" I said.
"Believe it or not, I'm in good terms with Yveltal. So watching over this place isn't going to be a problem. I have my own Pokémon, you know." My dad said.
I couldn't believe when he took out Zecrom! So my dad fought against Team Plasma years ago! I was a bit relieved, but still my heart ached over the loss of my uncle.
After matters were settled, my parents returned to the city and promised to return in a couple of days so that they could occupy the ranch as their owners and protect the Pokémon.
That night, I couldn't fall asleep. My body was filled with sorrow as I remembered my uncle, but something brought me back from my thoughts. I noticed Momoyo entering my bed and I locked eyes with her. She smiled and hugged me while we both fell asleep. She must have noticed how bad I was feeling that she wanted to reassure me.
I then knew we have gotten closer.
000
Time flew by so quick I merely question myself how much I've learned being with the Pokémon and the experiences I had to endure since I was a child. I now have 24 years old and I'm ready to set out and explore the world on my own.
After my parents reclaimed the ranch, the hunters attacks vanished on the region and now the Pokémon enjoyed a rather quiet life. My mother lost her fear towards Pokémon and enjoyed playing with Momoyo once in a while.
In those years I gathered a good team of Pokémon. Each one chose to follow me after I captured them and I shared good experiences with them every day. My team consisted of the orphaned Growlithe, now and Arcanine named Hachi; the Litten who refused to evolve named Peluso; a Hydreigon whose wing broke, but now was healed, named Ddraig; a Pikachu with a piece of his tail missing, and of course Momoyo and Shadow.
I enjoyed living in the ranch, nearly forgotten life in the city. One day, my parents decided it was time I set on my journey to become a Pokémon master, and they said I owned a good team. I told them that I didn't own them, that they were free to do as they pleased and if they wanted to leave the team they could do it.
My parents smiled every time I said that. They said it was the proof I would become a good Pokémon trainer and maybe I could have my own Gym. I blushed every time they said that and Momoyo embraced me each time she felt my blush.
Once in a while, trainers would come to the ranch to fight with the Pokémon here or just take a safari-like tour. Momoyo and I enjoyed the battles with them, because Momoyo read my intentions before I could tell her what to do. Our bond got stronger with each passing year. Of course, she didn't stay as a Kirlia forever, 'cause one day she evolved into the final stage: Gardevoir.
Being a shiny Gardevoir was strange enough for her, because she had a lady-like, well-developed body, and she attracted the attention of many men and women alike. They even tried to convince me to trade her for another Pokémon. This morning it happened again. One trainer who came just to see Momoyo wanted to talk to me. She was a female trainer who came from the Alola isles.
"I see the rumors are true! You own a shiny Gardevoir! Those are not a common species in our Isles!" she said.
"I don't own her! She is my friend, and please do not call her Gardevoir. Her name is Momoyo!" I answered, "So what brings you here?"
"I want to trade my Latios for your 'Momoyo'. What do you say? It's a fine deal…" she said.
I got slightly pissed. "I'm sorry, I don't trade Pokémon because it's insulting them, it's like saying 'you're not good enough!'. Please understand that and desist…" I said.
The other trainer didn't take things as expected, "You are saying your Gardevoir is better than my Latios!? If you don't want to exchange then I will force you to do it!" she said and called out her Latios.
I sighed and looked at Gardevoir. "You want to fight, Momo?" I asked.
Momoyo looked at me and nodded vigorously. She touched her stone collar my uncle left her years ago and prepared to fight. I smiled and readied myself to fight against that woman.
"Your Gardevoir sure look tough, but can she beat my Latios!? Hahahah!" the trainer said.
I could tell Momoyo was angry as she summoned Moonblast first and pushed back the Latios. The female trainer was surprised, nonetheless she casted Draco Meteor down towards Momoyo.
However, Momoyo dodged the impacts so quickly that she left afterimages and used Thunder punch on the Latios, severely weakening him. It seemed that the fight was over, and Momoyo got overconfident as she approached the fallen Latios to check on him.
The female trainer smiled as the Latios launched a powerful Hyperbeam, throwing Momoyo out of balance. "Momoyo!" I yelled and then something awesome happened.
From the collar she had on the neck, a mysterious light enveloped her as power came out of her. Then I witnessed the fabled evolution of certain Pokémon: the Mega Evolution. But I didn't know she had that kind of power inside her. Neither did the female trainer, as she was shocked enough, she didn't realize Momoyo summoned a new power: Psychic.
Before I could realize, Momoyo beat the crap out of Latios with a single move. The female trainer was in awe as she called back her Pokémon and lowered her gaze. Momoyo released her transformation and fell down out of exhaustion.
I cradled Momoyo while she slept and the female trainer approached me with a smile. "I now know why you didn't wanted to trade. She is so attached to you! She even can transform into her Mega Form without you using triggering the evolution with the Mega Ring!" she said.
"Thank you. She is my precious friend after all. I have been with her for fourteen years and we always watch each other's backs," I answered with a smile.
"Well, Gardevoir – I mean, Momoyo – looks so much like a woman. You must take care of her like one. I'm sorry for fighting you…" she said.
"Don't worry about it. This isn't the first time and it won't be the last." I answered before the trainer smiled me and walked away.
I smiled as she retreated and carried back Momoyo to the house. The use of the Mega Evolution tired her tremendously, so it was correct to put her on my bed and let her rest. I didn't know that the stone my uncle left to her was a Mega Stone, so I don't have a clue how she could do the Mega Evolution.
As I left Momoyo sleep, I felt incredibly tired and slept on my couch nearby her. I didn't realize how tired I was until I sat on my sofa! By the time I woke up, I saw Momoyo looking at me directly in the eyes and smiling. As I rubbed my sleep-filled eyes, I heard a voice inside my head.
-Glad to see you're awake, Johnny! - The voice echoed in my head. It was a girly voice and looked everywhere to find the source, but the only one in my room was Momoyo. I rubbed my head, trying to concentrate before I heard the voice again.
-Johnny? Don't you recognize me? - The voice said, slightly sad.
I looked at Momoyo, trying to think about and answer as I scratched my chin. "Momo? Are the one speaking to me?" I asked, confused.
-Of course it's me, silly! After I transformed into my Mega form I learned Psychic and I can talk to you! Finally, after all these years! - She said.
"I'm dreaming, right!?" I answered, more confused.
-Nop- she answered as she shook her head.
"Then, why?"
-You see, when a trainer has a deep bond with their Pokémon, they can allow themselves fuse their mind and spirit with their trainer and evolve, or Mega Evolve. It's because I trust you so much that I can evolve without you using a Mega Ring. Moreover, even with a Mega Ring, if your bond with your partner is weak, you cannot Mega Evolve. - She said.
"Thank you, Momoyo. I trust you with my life. But, are you alright? That Hyperbeam sure grazed you!" I said.
-Yeah. The beam hit me on the chest… but I will check it out once you leave. I don't want you to peek at me while I check my whole body! - She said, smirking all the way.
I blushed and snapped to her, "I-I won't do that! I'm not a pervert! But I didn't know Gardevoirs had nip… I mean breas- … female parts, that's to say, I-I…"
Momoyo ducked her face and answered, -Well, obviously the Pokémon with humanoid appearance has 'those' and 'that', pervert! How do you thing we breed!? Not all Pokémon are born from an egg!-
I tried to apologize, but Momoyo pouted all the way, until I left the room for her to check the damage on her body. I was curious because we used to bathe together when I was a child.
"She sure is a cute partner…" I said while heading outside the house.
000
The morning after, Momoyo seemed to be in a better mood, as she woke me in her unusual way: Using Dream Eater. As I got up, she hugged me and retired to the kitchen where my other Pokémon were eating breakfast. All of them enjoyed when I petted them as I sat down to eat.
My mother smiled to me as I told them about the day before, and what my plans were for the day. I told them that today I was going to set on my journey to become a Trainer and that I would fulfill my childhood ambition.
My mother was, finally, overjoyed and told me that she wished me the best. The path of a Pokémon trainer was going to be tough, but I made my mind and decided to challenge my destiny. With Momoyo at my side, I knew I could overcome any obstacle in our path.
-I'm glad she approves of your journey, Johnny- Momoyo said as she hugged me after breakfast.
"I know. She had a tough time after coming here, but her prejudices against Pokémon had faded and now she enjoys being surrounded by them. I know you helped in the process. Thank you, Momo." I answered.
Momoyo blushed and lowered her gaze, -Oh you. Stop. You know I can't take too much flattery. I just wanted to get along with your mother, Johnny. I'm glad this turned out for the best!- she said.
I smiled and hugged her back, and for the first time Momoyo didn't know what to do… besides slapping me for surprising her. –You always surprise me, Johnny!- she said, rubbing the point of impact. I sighed and smiled at her.
That morning I packed a few things in my backpack before setting out. I packed a tent and some food for the road until we arrived to the first town in my map. This is the beginning of my path to become the best Pokémon trainer.