"Quod Periit, Periit..."
Dialga watched the young man that climbed the glass like staircase. His face held a grim determination, reminiscent of the Dark One from long ago. However, the man's determination was not directed towards it, but rather towards himself. It was this that convinced it to appear before the man. Dialga loomed above the man, inspecting his features. He had black hair and green eyes. He covered himself in a long coat, keeping his right hand in his pocket. Dialga recognized the man, for he was the one who had saved Spes many years ago.
"Welcome, Bright One." Dialga greeted in an affable tone. It swayed its tail in anticipation as it continued speaking. "What brings you here?"
"Clarity." The man answered. He held himself up firmly, looking directly into the eyes of the Legendary Pokemon.
"Clarity?" Dialga questioned in intrigue, tilting its head sideways. "You wish to see something from another time?"
"Yes." The man nodded. He leaned back slightly, keeping his hand in his coat's pocket. "Tell me..."
The man hesitated as if considering his words. He shook his head back and forth in recollection. Dialga leaned forward to listen to the man. He looked down for a moment, before finally speaking once more.
"Show me the story of my parents and Spes."
Chapter One- A Fairy Takes Flight
Airi rose from her bed at the sound of knocking on her door. Her room was a grandiose pink and blue, reflecting her own beauty.
"Airi! Wake up!" Oberon, her annoying older brother, commanded.
"Fine! Fine!" Airi wailed, throwing a pillow at the door. "Give me a moment!"
She yawned as she stepped off of her bed and went to her bathroom. She looked at a poster of the twenty-one year old Aika Amity, daughter of King Amity and Champion of the Spes League. She had long, flowing pink hair and piercing golden eyes. Airi looked into the mirror, looking at her, albeit nappy, own beautiful pink hair. Unlike Aika however, Airi's eyes were a boring steel. She puffed out her cheeks and began to brush her hair, before pulling it back into two girlish pigtails. She fixed her bangs as well, brushing them to the right, covering her eyebrow slightly.
"Cute!" Airi giggled, nodding to herself. She ran into her wardrobe, changing out of her nightgown. She changed into a blue blouse and a black skirt, creating a strong contrast to her hair. She admired herself, before leaving her room. She marched down the staircase that led to her room, passing through the living room. Their home had an organized feeling, with wood tile flooring and a stone wall arch leading to the kitchen. Airi continued through their home, entering the dining room. Her brother Oberon and their mother and father waited for her appearance.
"Took your sweet time." Oberon scoffed. He was an annoying boy who sadly inherited pink hair alongside Airi. However, his eyes were blue rather than steel. He dressed in an abrasive orange and black collar shirt and blue jeans. "If you cared about your personality just as much as your appearance, you'd-"
"Oberon!" Their father interrupted. He was a middle aged man with dark brown hair and steel eyes. He was a sharply dressed man who always had a gentle grin on his face. "You do realize who's family you were born into right?"
"Oh my-" Oberon shouted, slamming his fist on the table. His voice lowered into a growl as he pointed at their father. "Listen you old-"
"Enough fighting." Their mother interrupted with a soothing voice, placing food on the table. She was an above average sized woman with long pink hair pulled back in a ponytail. Her eyes were a piercing blue. She always had a somber look in her eyes. "Airi's just being her usual self, Oberon. No need to be mean, okay Obie-Poo?"
"I wasn't…" Oberon sighed, averting his gaze. "Sorry…"
"Pfft." Airi snorted, sitting across from her brother. "Yeah, 'Obie-Poo.'"
"Shut it." Oberon snapped, annoyed. Airi sat back in her chair, a haughty grin on her face. Oberon quickly finished his breakfast and stood up. "I'm going outside. Heard that a professor or something is visiting."
"Professor?" Airi inquired, glancing to her brother. "What professor?"
"Professor Wilson, right?" Their mother asked their father.
"Yeah." Their father confirmed. He stood up and placed his hand on Oberon's shoulder. "Don't do anything stupid."
"I don't even have an interest in…" Oberon sighed. Their father patted him on the shoulder and made his way out of the house. After waiting a moment, Oberon left as well, leaving Airi alone with her mother.
Airi stood up after finishing her food, preparing to leave. As she stepped out of the kitchen, her mother spoke up.
"Airi." She began, holding her hands together. "Be careful. Don't do anything that you'll regret."
"Why are being so weird, mom?" Airi joked, walking away. "What could I possibly regret? I'm the cutest girl in all of Spes!" She declared, leaving through the front door.
"A lot of things…" Her mother sulked all alone.
…...
The town of Glamour was relatively small with large open fields surrounding it. Many of the houses around were decorated in some manner, either with fabric or paintings. A group of scientists wandered around the fields as if searching for something. Oberon and Airi observed from a distance.
"Well, what're you going to do?" Oberon asked, tilting his head. His arms were crossed in an annoyed position.
"I'm going to talk to them!" Airi informed, posing elegantly. "I'll make Professor Wilson give me a powerful Pokemon to conquer the league!"
"Good luck with that…" Oberon groaned. Airi winked before making her way to the group of scientists.
"Move! We're burning sunshine!" A tall, well taken care of, woman with black hair and steel eyes commanded the group of scientists. She donned a white lab coat and sunglasses that gave away her identity as the famous Mari Justice Wilson. A young boy Airi's age sat at her side, watching Professor Wilson work.
"Hello!" Airi greeted nonchalantly as she approached. Professor Wilson and the boy beside her glanced in her direction.
"Who're you?" Professor Wilson inquired, clicking her tongue. "I'm busy right now, so if you could just-"
"I want a Pokemon!" Airi announced. Wilson raised her sunglasses, looking at Airi in mild confusion. The boy beside her gasped in surprise, staring at Airi in total confusion.
"How old are you?" She asked, leaning down to look at Airi's face. "Ten?"
"Yep." Airi nodded, putting her hands on her hips and standing proudly. "That's the age to go on an adventure in every other region!"
"It's sixteen in Spes." The boy behind Wilson noted. He had short black hair, steel eyes, and red glasses. He dressed in a white button up and khaki pants. Airi and Wilson shot the boy a look of annoyance, instantly causing to be quiet. "S-sorry…"
"...So." Airi coughed, resuming her conversation. "Can I have a Pokemon?"
"Are your parents okay with you challenging the League?" Wilson interrogated, leaning back.
"Yeah of course!" Airi giggled, giving a mischievous grin. "Don't worry about a thing!"
"...Hmm?" Wilson stood up, looking into Airi's eyes. She gazed into them stoically, causing a sweat drop to run down Airi's face. She maintained her smile, until Wilson reached into her bag. "Alright."
"Yes!" Airi celebrated, jumping up. "Who's gonna be the next Champion? That's right, it's me! Airi Tailor!"
"Really…?" The boy questioned, even more confused. "She's obviously-"
"Gabriel, be quiet." Wilson ordered, retrieving a silver case from her bag.
"Yes, ma'am." The boy mumbled, shrinking away.
"What kind of Pokemon do you want?" Wilson asked, opening the case, revealing six Pokeballs. "They're all my personal experiments."
"E-experiments?" Airi stuttered, backing away. "W-what do you mean?"
"They're not lab rats." Wilson sighed, closing the case and holding it level to her head. "They're just Pokemon who displayed peculiar traits. Increased electrical output, intelligence, et cetera."
"Oh." Airi calmed down, looking at the case. Wilson lowered the case, opening it again. "Something cute like me! Something that will grow as beautiful as I will!"
"Perfect, I guess." Wilson commented as she removed a Pokeball from the case. She tossed it onto the ground, releasing a Ralts. It glanced around timidly, before hiding behind Wilson's leg. She raised her leg, gently kicking it over to Airi. "Found this little one warping reality with the power of psychic energy and hearts."
"That's… one way to put it." The boy muttered.
Airi ignored his comment and reached out to the Pokemon. It stared at her hand, before carefully placing its hand in hers. Airi slowly closed her palm, giving the Ralts a grin. It stiffened up, quickly pulling away its hand. "H-huh?"
"She's very shy." Wilson informed, returning the Ralts to its Pokeball. She held it out for Airi to take, giving her a wary glare at the same time. "Don't abuse it."
"I-I won't!" Airi nodded in understanding, taking the Pokeball in a hurry. She held the ball forward and placed her free hand on her chest. "Thank you so very much. I, Airi Tailor, the cutest girl in Spes, am eternally indebted to you!"
"Good." Wilson grinned in amusement, returning the case to her bag. She stretched her arms, whilst cracking her fingers and neck. "Do I have any way to contact you, Tailor?"
"I have a phone." Airi informed, taking her phone from her pocket. It was pink and was encrusted with numerous tiny blue diamonds. Wilson swiped it from her and began to enter something into it. Wilson's eyes narrowed as if she noticed something. "I… never really had a use for it, in all honesty…"
Wilson remained quiet as she finished entering something into it, before returning the phone to Airi. "That's my work number. I'll contact you if I require something and I expect you to do the same if you encounter any developments."
"Yeah…" Airi agreed in a somber tone, looking at her phone. She paused as she stared at the blank contact picture, before shaking her head and putting her phone away. "So, I'll be seeing you later?"
"If you're as talented as you say, then yes." Wilson stated, giving Airi a side glare as she turned to leave. "If you aren't, then I'll retrieve my Ralts." She warned, returning to the group of scientists. "Come on, Gabriel."
"Yes, ma'am." The boy obeyed, following close behind. Airi remained in the same spot, grasping the Pokeball in her hand tightly, until Oberon appeared from behind her.
"Well, that was something." He commented nonchalantly, causing Airi to jump.
"Don't sneak up on me!" Airi hissed, punching her brother in the chest.
"Don't hit me." He commanded, flicking her nose. He paused as he glanced at the ball in her hand. "So, you got a Ralts?"
"Uh, yeah…" Airi confirmed, sending out her Pokemon. It glanced around timidly, panicking as Oberon knelt down. He calmly stretched out his hand to pat it, causing it to smile.
"Cute." He chuckled. Ralts rubbed its head against his hand until he pulled it away and stood back up. "You better take care of it."
"I will!" Airi growled, returning her Pokemon to its ball. "I'm not a child!"
"That's a childish argument." Oberon dismissed, walking back to their home. "Come on. You have to introduce it to Mom and Dad."
"Right." Airi agreed, marching proudly behind her brother as they returned home.
…...
Wilson yawned as the day dragged on. They didn't find anything. Nada. Zip. Zilch. She groaned as she signaled for the group to pack up. She leaned against a tree with Gabriel, staring into the dense forest. She snapped her fingers to get Gabriel's attention, speaking to him. "We traced a powerful energy source here."
"We theorized it to be a Pokemon, right?" Gabriel questioned.
"When we get here, there's nothing." Wilson bemoaned, lifting her sunglasses as she rubbed her eyes. "Any theories, Little Prince?"
"If it's a Pokemon then it might have hid from us." Gabriel answered, placing his hand on his chin and lip. "Or it might have been captured."
"Maybe." Wilson nodded, taking the same pose as Gabriel. After a minute, coming up with nothing else, Wilson stood up to leave. "Stand. We're leaving."
"Right." Gabriel obeyed, standing up. He hesitantly spoke up. "...Why did you give that girl one of your tests?"
"She seemed like the perfect grey area." Wilson sneered, giving a mischievous chuckle. "She'll either raise it with love and care, or she'll cause it to go on a rampage. Either way, I'll find out what it can do when motivated."
"...Geez." Gabriel sighed, putting his hand on his head in disappointment. "Your jokes aren't funny, Mom."
"Bzz!" Wilson grunted, swinging her hand once to tell him to stop. "Don't call me Mom, Mother, or anything similar on duty, understood?"
"Sorry." He sighed, scratching the back of his head. "Where to next?"
"We'll return to the lab for now." Wilson informed, beginning to walk away. She paused in the middle of the meadow, looking into the sky. She felt something tug at her cheek as she gazed into the stars that began to appear. "I expect the same from you, Gabe."
"Huh?" Gabriel gasped, looking at the stars. "I… don't…?"
"It's nothing. Never mind" Wilson dismissed, continuing her march. "Come along."
…...
Airi called for her family to meet in the living room before her bedtime. Her mother and father sat on the main couch while Oberon sat on a recliner. Airi reached into her bag and pulled out her Pokeball. "I want to go on a-!"
"No." Her father denied in a firm tone without hesitation. "You're not sixteen."
"In every other region-" Airi attempted to argue, only to be interrupted once more.
"Does every other region have a king?" Her father continued. "Things are different in Spes."
"Then things should be changed." Airi growled.
"Airi, listen to your father." Her mother begged, a frown on her face. "You're too young and you'll make a lot of mistakes."
"Again with mistakes!" Airi snarled, clenching her teeth. "How could I make any mistakes!? It's just a Pokemon journey! Everyone does it!"
"Not everyone." Oberon scoffed, leaning back in his chair. "I wasn't expecting you to even get a Pokemon from Professor Wilson."
"Jerk." Airi insulted, blowing a raspberry at him. She turned back to her parents. "Professor Wilson has faith in me! Why won't you!?"
"A lot of reasons, actually…" Her mother sighed beneath her breath. "Just go to your room. It's your bedtime."
"I…" Airi grimaced, feeling tears well up in her eyes. "Fine. Fine." She frowned, running back to her room.
"A free toy model says she sneaks out the window." Oberon bet, a humored grin on his face. His parents looked at each other for a moment, before sighing simultaneously.
"I'll get my purse..." His mother grimaced, leaving the living room.
"And I'll call Professor Wilson." His father added, pulling out his phone.
"She'll be back in a week." Oberon reassured, remaining at his seat. "First gym and she's out."
"If it was so simple…" His father lamented.
