Author's note: first four chapter edited.
Chapter 1: Taking Flight.
That morning Chimecho entered Soraya's room. Both the girl and the Emolga were sleeping. The flying squirrel had its own place in a mini hammock hung on the roof. Chimecho produced the sound of a Healing Bell and woke them up little by little. Soraya rubbed her eyes as she straightened. Emolga jumped out of her hammock and landed on her shoulder. She gave her trainer a good morning with a scrub of cheeks. Then Soraya rubbed the head of Chimecho and thanked him. She ran the curtains, letting the sun illuminate the room. The air was cold because of the rainy season.
Soraya took a thermos filled with water from her bedside table and drank its contents. She turned on her stereo at a moderate volume and began stretching, accompanied by the pair of Pokémon. A few minutes later they heard Soraya's mother calling them. They went to the kitchen where Adriana served the dishes and Roberto read the news on his Tablet. His Castform rested on his shoulder. When he saw his daughter he got up and gave her a hug and a kiss on the top of her head. The family sat down. They enjoyed pancakes made with aromatic mushrooms accompanied by honey from Combee. While the Pokémon ate on the ground in plates with their names written.
"Have you thought what you're going to do after the festival?" Roberto asked.
Soraya was silent for a moment and thought again. It had been some time since she returned from Kalos, specifically from the Flying Academy, and was planning to start a new trip. The problem was that she had not decided it. But it did not really matter where to go.
"I'll tell you later" she said finally "Although I want to leave until then. May l?"
Her parents smiled at her and gave her permission. Roberto again gave her a hug and a kiss to her mother before leaving to work with his Castform. Soraya went back to her room, pulled the curtains and took off her pajamas. She opened the closet and first put on a sky-blue-one-piece swimsuit and then her most prized possessions; An Emolga-motif flying suit. She did not consider herself a Poke Maniac, but that suit was so adorable that she could not help but buy it. Like every flying suit, the silhouette of her body was very tight. Despite being 16 years old she seemed to still have 10. Emolga only wore black Safety Goggles. As soon as the curtains opened, Soraya leapt out the window next to her Pokémon. The two extended their arms unfolding the membranes. They planned among the trees of Fortree city. The people who peered through the windows of their houses greeted them as they passed. She left the city behind and reached the territory of Route 120. Emolga took position in front of her.
"Now Emolga!" She said to her companion.
A wind surrounded both of them and propelled them. They began their ascent. In a short time they reached a height of several hundred meters. When the Tailwind effect ended they continued their advance in the descent. They diverted to the east and flew over the safari zone. As far as she knew that was not a crime. They touched the ground later on route 121. On the road was a naturist shop of rustic appearance. The manager was an old man of short stature and bald. Behind the counter, behind him, were shelves full of bottles containing his medicines.
"Good morning, Soraya" the shopkeeper said.
"Good morning" she replied "We'll have the usual, please."
The grocer took a jar from the shelves and mixed it with other ingredients in a blender. Soraya remembered that time that he showed her the Shuckle kept in the store. The ability to ferment of these Pokémon was the key to the preparation of the medicines. The old man gave each one a glass filled with a purple liquid. They drank it and within seconds they were full of energy.
"My little ones miss you. I'd like you to visit them when you can" said the old man.
Soraya giggled.
"The last time I thought they wanted to tickle me" she said. For some reason the Shuckle became very fond of her immediately. Emolga grimaced in disgust. Unlike her trainer she did not like those Pokémon "I would love to come back to help you before I travel."
"Are you going on a trip? Where?"
"I have not decided yet. I plan to stay at least until the feather festival. Now I'm just flying around trying to think where it would be best to go. I would prefer a region with many mountains."
"Oh, nothing more than to think that you fly like a feather in the wind my poor heart shrinks."
Soraya was distressed by the old man. It was like a grandfather to her and surely he saw her as a granddaughter. New customers arrived at the store and also a delivery truck stopped at the entrance.
"Thank you for the drink" Soraya paid "I'll help you with your Shuckle before I travel, I promise. And feel welcome to attend the festival."
She kissed his cheek and left the store with Emolga. They stretched briefly and took off again. They flew south on Route 122. They overflew Mt. Pyre. As usual it was surrounded by haze. The girl paid her respects in silence for the Pokémon that were buried there and went on her way. At the boundaries of Route 123 she encountered a rainy climate. The drops struck against the lenses of the safety goggles of both. They did not slow down for that. Once in open sea they flew next to a flock of Wingull and Pelipper. Down in the sea a group of Wailmer and Wailord snorted water through their holes.
They ended up getting to Pacifidlog village. There she left Emolga in the Pokémon center. During the review Soraya went swimming among the floating logs that formed the tracks of the place. Swimming was not in the middle of her forts, but she did it to cool off. She took off the flying suit and jumped into the water. The mayor's male Jellicent came over to play. He was very attentive and careful with everyone. Nurse Joy soon returned to Emolga; She was in perfect health. They bought a lunch in the cafeteria and rested for a couple of hours.
From that town they went directly to the Sootopolis City. They passed at a safe distance from the Sky Pillar. That was a restricted area. The tower rose so high that its summit was lost in the clouds. Having already passed, they reached that gigantic crater of white rock. It was the most picturesque city in the whole region and Soraya never tired of admiring it from the heights. Then they passed through the sea area of routes 126, 127 and 128 and finally reached Ever Grande City. Ironic name considering that it was the smallest of Hoenn. The only great thing was its importance. It was the place of lodging for the trainers who looked for to gain the title of champion. Although they also accepted any trainer who did not have the eight medals as long as they did not try to cross Victoria Road.
They decided to land on the edge of that high ground. The day had already passed and the fatigue was winning over to the Sky trainer. Soraya sat on the edge watching the sunset quietly. Emolga settled into her lap. They were silent, little by little the sun was descending until disappearing completely behind the line of the horizon. What did it matter to where she went if all that she wanted was to contemplate scenarios like these?
The day before the festival Soraya went back to Fortree City. But she saw something strange. Near the city was a group of black clouds that emitted lightning. That dark tonality did not seem natural, nor did the fact that they were so low and so concentrated. She decided to surround them to avoid any mishap. It was then that she noticed something approaching those clouds. It was a Castform. Soraya worried about the little Pokémon, something told her that not even its ability to resist strong climates could protect him. Her fears were well founded. From the cloud appeared a huge golden ring. In the middle was a multicolored light. The Castform tried to get away, but it seemed to be drawn.
"We have to help him!" Cried Soraya.
Emolga obeyed and changed the direction of her Tailwind as the urgency of helping him increased. ¡That was the Pokémon of Soraya's father! Emolga flew by her side and Soraya caught him in mid-air. Immediately they felt the effects of that force of attraction. Soraya tried to plan with one arm while holding Castform, but even the wind did not work and the three were sucked by the ring.