A future in the wind

by Lord Genesis Shadow

It took him a few years longer than most, but he would live his dream regardless. With his partner Nocturne at his side, his future awaits. Posted for Mariokutai-Reincarnated. Rated T for teens.

1. Chapter 1

Once more I post for my friend Mariokutai-Reincarnated. I believe that is already known just from the summary, but I figured I would make sure it was known. Without further ado...

Summary – A newbie trainer (With heavy amounts of research) starts his journey in Littleroot Town. Follow him as he discovers the secrets of his world, fights through the most terrifying wars and falls for the most unexpected person

AN – Hi all, it's me, M-R, back with another Pokémon Fanfic that you will hopefully enjoy. I did certainly enjoy writing it and I hope you enjoy reading it and the upcoming chapters as much as I enjoy writing them.

Rating – M (For the future chapters. No more being said)

Disclaimer – Ah yes...The Disclaimer. Well, I own only the Personalities of the Pokémon and the OCs. The species used are Copyright to Nintendo, as are the locations and names of items. The name "Gene "Zero" Alastor" belongs to my close friend, Lord Genesis Shadow.

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-OC's POV-

"Eighteen and only just started training? Well aren't you a little slow?"

I scowled at my mother as she babbled on about how I was "Eight years" too late and such crap. I wasn't paying her much attention; I was busy sorting out my items into the correct pockets of my bag. I'd spent eight years getting jobs and saving money so that I could prepare for the journey, I'd managed to purchase fifty of each item I'd need.

"Well Mum...I'm outta here. Wish me luck?" I told her, staring into her Viridian eyes, which were narrowed in thought. Or in an attempt to stop tears from spilling out.

"Well...Good luck...Don't go and get yourself killed..." I could hear the tears quaking in her voice

"Geez, I ain't that stupid..." I replied as I rubbed the back of my head, running my fingers through my hair. It was, as usual, an absolute mess, small tangles causing me to wince as I forced my fingers through. "But heck, I'll try..."

"Good" She pulled me into an embrace, an awkward embrace; we weren't exactly the "Cuddly" parent-child people

I opened the front door and, with one last look back at my mother, I left, closing the door behind me with a quick snap.

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I wandered over to Professor Birch's lab and, with barely hidden enthusiasm, knocked loudly on the door. The door was opened by his aid who, with a regrettable apology, told me the Professor was out doing research. I knew where he'd be, he was just north of Littleroot town, no doubt being chased by a Poochyena, or a Zigzagoon, something small and annoying that would cause a Professor who doesn't pay much attention to panic.

As I reached the exit of Littleroot and, I heard a very familiar yelping sound. Two very familiar yelping sounds, in fact, one of them was a Poochyena and the other was a Professor. Professor Birch, to be exact, the Pokémon "Expert" of Hoenn, a fact I shook my head at, how on earth such a bumbling idiot had come to be renowned as a man with knowledge that almost bettered Professor Oak's was just...I shook my head again.

"Hello Birch. Need a hand?" I called as I watched the slightly greying man run from the yelping, and no doubt offended Poochyena.

"Please!! Help me!!" Birch cried quickly, holding the angry pup at bay with his spare notebook "In my bag!! Pokéballs!! Hurry!!"

"Okay, okay, hold your hair on..." I rummaged through the bags and found three pokeballs. The first had a sticker over the button, it read "Corphish". The second pokeball read "Skorupi" and the third pokeball read "Gligar". All three were Pokémon I didn't recognise, I was originally from Kanto and, in the oddly sheltered town of Lavender, not many Pokémon came through. The only ones that did were dead and either in boxes or clay pots.

I picked Skorupi and, with a grin, threw the pokeball in front of the sweating Professor. It burst open and revealed a bright red scorpion Pokémon, it stood about two feet tall and its slanted eyes glared at the now hysterical Professor with a mix of hilarity and disgust. Its tail waved slowly, the pincers that adorned its tail shimmering in the mid morning light and the pincers on its front clicked together quietly.

"Okay Skorupi!! Let's do this!!"

[Ugh...Yes sir...Bloody humans...] The Skorupi grumbled quietly, sighing heavily as its four small legs pushed it forwards. It tapped the Poochyena on the back and then, when it had turned around, slapped the poor pup round the face with its tail, causing the Poochyena to yelp and squeal in fear as it ran away

"Nice one Skorupi!!" I cried "A little unorthodox, but to hell with it!! Return!"

[Whatever...] Skorupi hissed, deadpanning

Professor Birch gave a shaky thanks, before gathering up his scattered items and shoving them in his bag. He wandered over to me, placed a hand on my shoulder and squeezed, leading me back to Littleroot.

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"Sorry, but you are?"

I deadpanned. Birch hadn't met us yet, in fact, his entire family had no idea we existed, they were always so busy with work, Pokémon training and Professor-ing.

"Lexus. Lexus Amaranthine. I live...Next door to you."

"...Oh...Oh!! I am so, so sorry! We never greeted you!! Oh my boy, I offer my sincere apologies!"

"To hell with it, Birch. I'm not gonna hold it against you. So...What now?"

"Well, Mr. Amaranthine"

"Whoa!! Mr. Amaranthine was my father. Please, call me Lexus. Or Lex, whatever's easiest"

Professor Birch chuckled as he looked at me; there was something in his eyes that I'd seen before. But I couldn't place the position of the...Thing.

"Well, Lex, I'm going to do this." He handed me a package, wrapped in brown paper. I unwrapped it, knowing immediately what it was. "That, my boy, is the newest model of Pokedex. I had to order it from Sinnoh, as that region is now the only one that makes the Dex."

I turned the red, tablet-like object around in my hands, my face adorned with a massive grin. My very own Pokedex, MY very own Pokedex.

"And I'm giving you this." Birch handed me a plastic card, about the same size as a credit card. This card was an official Pokémon League entry card, which was obviously going to be used when I reached Victory Road. "You ready for this, Lex? The road is going to be hard. So hard, you may feel like giving up, or digging yourself a hole and dying in it. Can you handle the League challenge?!"

I jumped forwards and adopted a confident stance; legs spread apart, one arm pointed at Birch, the other clutching the pokeball I'd used to save Birch

"You damn well bet I can!!"

"Excellent!! Now then. About the Pokémon you used. Seeing as you opened the pokeball, it makes you the rightful owner of that Skorupi. What're you gonna name it?"

I tapped my chin, thinking about it for a second. Naming Pokémon had never been a strong point of mine and I didn't want to insult my seemingly rage filled Skorupi.

"I'll call my partner...Nocturne"

"Oh! Almost forgot! You'll be wanting these, they're standard issue now. Silph Co's greatest product yet, the Poké Translators"

I slapped a palm to my forehead. Of course. Silph Co. That meant only one thing. Gene "Zero" Alastor, a nearly legendary Pokémon trainer, a man of such skill and power that the Elite Four and the Pokémon Champion from each Region respect completely. Though he was kind, caring and merciful...Well, those who managed to anger him paid the price for their foolishness. And the fool would never do it again. But amongst all the rumours of his power came smaller rumours, about the people whose marriages he'd funded, the money he'd donated to Pokémon charities across the globe. I'd give my left leg to meet the man.

"These are clip on, seeing as how it looks as if you don't have a piercing...Here."

I took the translators and clipped them on my ears. Nothing, obviously, as there were no Pokémon to speak to, thus leading me to remedy the problem by releasing Nocturne.

'Yes? What is it this time?' The bug Pokémon asked me, his voice a bored monotone

"Oh...My...God...These actually work!"

'What works? Hey, what're you babbling about, you moron?'

"Don't call me a moron Nocturne; you don't see me calling you stupid names."

'Holy crap!! You...You can talk Pokémon?!'

"No, but I can understand Pokémon." I pointed to the clip on earrings "See? These translate your speech."

Nocturne shook his head in bewilderment

'And why would you want to understand me?'

"Well...What if you get hurt?"

Nocturne didn't get a chance to answer, Birch interrupted, his face alight with joy.

"Okay you two, you can bicker later! Right now, you've got a fantastic journey to get on with!!"

I grinned as I looked down at Nocturne who, with a feeble shrug that spoke tales of how he couldn't be bothered, wandered over to me and began a slow ascent to my shoulder.

'I like it up here...Can I stay?' Nocturne asked me in his monotone

"Sure. Just don't catch me with those pins of yours" I told him, cocking an eyebrow

'Hm? I...Suppose I could keep them at bay...Considering my position and all...'

I thanked Professor Birch and, with a spring in my step, walked out of the lab, my partner sitting (somewhat happily) on my shoulder. I took a deep breath and headed north, for route 101 and my first step of the long and no doubt painful journey.

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'So...Who the hell are you?' Nocturne asked me, his blue eyes staring straight ahead

"Like I said, I'm Lexus Amaranthine. I'm eighteen years old and I used to live in Kanto."

'What's Kanto like?'

"...Different. There's a different atmosphere about the whole region. Most of the people in Kanto are trainers and you can hardly ever go to any city without hearing someone talk about the Indigo Plateau, or the Pokémon League"

'...Indigo...Plateau?'

"It's the home of the Pokémon League; it's where the massive competition between trainers and their Pokémon take place"

'...Will we go there?'

I looked at my partner, surprise in my eyes as I did so. He spoke that with...A certain degree of longing. Maybe he wanted to prove to Kanto that Sinnoh was indeed the better of the four regions?

"Heck, we'll be doing all three of them"

'Three? I thought there were four regions?'

"Johto and Kanto share the same league, because the two regions might as well be next door neighbours"

'I see...'

The walk up to Oldale town was disappointingly uneventful; I'd hoped to maybe get involved in a few battles, to help boost Nocturne's confidence. But after further prying, I discovered he didn't need a confidence boost. After all, he was as confident as any Pokémon ever could be.

I looked around and, after deciding to go straight on to Petalburg City, was promptly noticed and called over by a Pokemart clerk. This, I decided, was going to be fun.

"Hello there young man, we're just promoting our business, so"

"I've already bought enough stuff from a Pokemart, thanks kindly" I interrupted, showing the contents of my bag. Her mouth dropped open suddenly and she gaped at my cornucopia of Pokemart items, from potions to max revives and antidotes to full restores.

"Well. In that case, keep on training, trainer!!" The sales clerk cheered as she went into the Pokemart, no doubt to gossip about me.

I wasn't rich; I'd used all my savings in one shopping spree, buying everything I could afford to make sure my precious team wouldn't stay injured for long. After all, I couldn't stand the thought of my friends and partners remaining injured for more than a few minutes.

I headed off to route 102 and, with five empty pokeballs on my belt, I glared at the grass, ready to jump in and scare up some Pokémon. I walked up to the grass and was bowled over by...Well, I didn't know what the hell it was, but it nearly blew me and Nocturne away.

I looked behind me quickly and saw a quick flash of red zipping past, faster than anything I'd ever seen in my whole life, it went by so fast that by the time I'd felt the wind of its movements ruffle my hair and clothes, it had been a whole minute.

'Hey...Hello? You there? OI!!' I felt the blunt edge of a spike tap my forehead and I shook my head clear of the fog that had clouded my mind, but, no matter how I tried, I couldn't shake the odd smell the wind had carried. It smelled like...Like a lot of things. There was the salty tang of the sea, the woody bite of a forest and the sweet and tender caress of...Chrysanthemums. Wow...That was an unusual flower, especially in this part of the world.

I knew they were rare, simply by the fact that my mother, in all her infinite parental wisdom, grew them. If there were flowers in the house, they were Chrysanthemums; she'd not have roses or tulips anywhere in the house. Always Chrysanthemums. Weird woman.

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-???'s POV-

"So...Did you see him?"

My elder brother hung over me, his eyes...Not cross, but not exactly happy. More...Anxious.

"Yeah, I saw him"

"And from the look of his face, I'd say he's got your scent memorized..."

"You think so?" I asked "I was faster than you..."

"I noticed. The air resistance you left behind took a whole minute to ruffle his hair"

I giggled as I looked up at my brother, his eyes, the beautiful shade of Claret, sparkling brightly as laughter filled his gaze. It was rare, now, to see my older brother laughing, whether it were verbal or merely through his expressions. He was more often than not somber and less inclined to go out into the world.

"...You must not let any of the other know of this."

"Why?"

"They will go ballistic and try to remove him. Even though the humans have accepted it, doesn't mean the higher Pokémon have. Well, except for Arceus, but she was always an unusual Goddess"

My head slumped, as did my happiness, it was obvious, my pristine white down greyed slightly and my vibrant red down began to darken, becoming a more blood red shade. This meant that...If any of the others got wind of the human I'd become stricken with...They'd make it their personal duty to rip him to tiiiiiny little pieces.

"Come now Sister. It is time to move on."

I nodded sadly, rubbing at the stinging sensation in my eyes. I would not cry in front of my brother, I was tired of looking weak.

"'kay..."

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-Lexus' POV-

I could still smell that curious smell, but I couldn't place the location nor the bearer of the scent. It irritated me to no end but, like many things, I filed it away in my mental filing cabinet, for another day.

I journeyed into the grass and was met by my first challenge, a Taillow. Taillow, a bird Pokémon, had the advantage of quick growth, they were much like the Pidgey of Kanto, their bodies were constantly growing, growing at a rate that far outshone many other species of Pokémon.

'Wah!! Human!! Oh no, oh no, oh no...I...I'll fight!'

"Alrighty Nocturne, you ready to rock?"

Nocturne sighed as he slowly clambered down from my shoulder and slowly wandered in front of the Taillow

'Look, bird brain, I don't want much trouble here, okay?'

'...B...Bird...Brain?!'

'Yeah. Bird brain. Get in the pokeball, okay? Yow!!'

The Taillow glowered at Nocturne as it flapped its wings angrily, its eyes blazing with anger as it returned to its starting spot, having slapped Nocturne with its wings

'I'll give you bird brain!! C'mere, I'll peck the living crap outta you!!'

"Nocturne, Bite!!"

'Huh?! Oh yeah!!'

Nocturne skittered forwards quickly, his red skin gleaming as he passed through the sunlight. He stopped in front of the Taillow and quickly skipped backwards, avoiding a sloppy peck attack before lunging forwards and wrapping his teeth around the chest of the Taillow.

The little bird squawked as Nocturne skipped backwards. This was my cue! I took a pokeball from my belt and, with a small grunt, flung it forwards, watching with bated breath as the small orb grew, opened and drew in the almost unconscious bird. The ball shuddered quietly and my eyes widened, was the bird going to escape?

My fears were erased when the pokeball locked down with a clear "Ping" and, with a triumphant "Harrumph" from Nocturne, I retrieved the thrown pokeball. I dug into my pack and drew out a potion which, after unscrewing the cap, had the nozzle placed against the button and spraying, the pokeball dealing with the transference phase.

After a few seconds passed, in which time I had screwed the cap onto the half empty potion bottle and placed it on my special "Utility" belt, ready to be used at a moments notice, I released the newest member of my team.

'Ah crap! Now I'm gonna be a slave!!'

"Whoa there little...Uhm..."

'Girl, thanks. I'm a girl'

"Well then, milady, where the hell did you hear that?"

'Momma and Poppa told me'

"Well your parents are sadly mistaken. You are not my slave, you are my ally and hopefully, you will be my friend"

'...Friend?'

"Yeah. But now I have to give you a nickname...I was never good at this..."

Nocturne, now clambering tirelessly up my arm, gave a bark of a chuckle

'How about Birdbrain?'

"Nocturne!!"

Nocturne cackled as he sat on my right shoulder, his eyes closed as he laughed

"Nah, I was thinking of...Chidori"

'Chidori?' The Taillow asked me, brow knitted in confusion

"It means One Thousand Birds. It seems fitting, when taking your species tenacity in consideration"

'...I still don't understand...'

"Well, your species is known for its never ending fighting spirit, even taking on Pokémon like Skarmory or Pidgeot"

Chidori nodded suddenly, her face lighting up as she recognised what I said. No doubt they were the legends the Swellow species told their Taillow children at night. She hopped over to my hand and clung to my middle finger gently, wobbling slightly as I lifted her to my left shoulder, where she hopped off my finger, ruffled her feathers a bit then settled down, her talons dug in slightly to prevent her from falling.

"Alrighty you two. I need you to solemnly swear that there shall be no shoulder battles. So?"

'I promise, Lexus' Chidori chirruped in my ear

'...Eh, fine, fine...' Nocturne droned

"Excuse me?" I turned my head and looked at him, narrowing my eyes

'...Eh...Promise...'

"Thank you, Chidori, Nocturne. Let's keep going"

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-Chidori's POV-

I looked my...Ally...up and down. He was pretty nondescript at first glance, with his long black hair, with streaks of lemon yellow disturbing the tranquil darkness. His eyes were an unusual shade of purple, Heliotrope, I think it was called, a favourite flower of my Taillow friends and my Momma.

He was wearing black denim shorts, the left leg had been cut at the shin, the other leg had been cut just above the knee. On his feet he wore trainers, black trainers with yellow laces which were undone. His torso attire consisted of a skin tight black shirt with a loose black shirt over that, the words "In the Reaper I trust" stitched in the front and back.

He was indeed an interesting figure, just from speaking to him about my new name I discovered some simple facts, he was terrible with names. Also, he was quite analytical and logical, he seemed to have a strange bond with Nocturne, it was somewhere between friends and associates.

And he appeared to love easily, especially with the show of affection he'd given me, placing me on the mirror side to Nocturne.

I sighed happily and, clenching tightly the strap of his backpack, I fell into a gentle sleep.

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-Arceus' POV-

I sighed heavily as I looked down upon the world.

"What's up, Arc?" A heavy voice asked me

"Pal...Good to see you..." I answered, hoping to dissuade him from his question

"What's up?" Pal asked again as he got to me. Pal and myself were in our human forms, it made conversing somewhat easier, though more often not it was uncomfortable. With the human form came the human tendency to piss up ones speech.

"I've...Once again...Been referred to...As male..." I hissed quietly, the animosity pouring off of me in dark waves

"Whoa...Calm down Arc; don't go hurling your heavenly wrath on 'em. How're they supposed to know? They're only human after all" He chuckled, looking down on the world "Oop...Lemme get that..."

Pal dipped his finger into the viewing bowl and wiped off a small speck of pulsing purple, a breach in the fabrics of space. A door, further away, burst open quite roughly, being blown off its hinges and flung far off.

"Has anyone seen Alita?!" The voice of Altio roared, his Claret eyes wild

"'Fraid not, Altio" Pal called back to him

"Pal!! Out!! Now!! I have important and private matters to discuss with Arc!!" Altio snarled viciously

"Hey man, I can listen in. I'm pretty important too" Pal began

"Pal...Please" I put my hand on his shoulder gently and, with a quiet and annoyed growl, Pal vanished

I rubbed my temples, trying in vain to remove the human affliction called "Headache", though it looked more like Altio needed the help. He was frantic, to say the least.

"What's the matter, Altio?" I asked gently

"Alita is missing and she's either doing one of three things. One, she's flying around her favourite things. Beach, Forest and Shaymin's field. Two, she's at Mamma's grave. Three, she's hunting down..." Altio finished in a weak mumble, realising he'd said too much

"Excuse me? Did I hear a word that sounded like...Human?" I asked, an eyebrow cocked as my Emerald eyes glittered

"...Dammit, yes, fine!! A...Yeah...One of them"

"Why so agitated? She's a legendary; she'll be more than fine. She might be immature, but she's young, what do you expect?"

"I think she's...Stricken by him..."

My eyebrows shot into my hairline as I giggled into my palm, causing Altio to snarl angrily

"It isn't funny!!" He snapped at me, vanishing in a flurry of grey down

I finished my giggling fit and sighed heavily as I reassumed my Legendary form. Altio was far too highly strung and far too distrusting.

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AN – Well...This is the first chapter finished. R&R is appreciated, as my confidence is still at a questionable level. Bad and Good comments are preferred, as long as it is constructive

Thanks all

M-R