On a warm day in Newbark town, Silver Masters walked down the road of her home town toward the annual festival of the Falling Leaves. She had came home to visit with her parents after she recently relocated to the Southern Island.
She was a shy and artistic trainer who loved dark types best. Her first Pokemon had been an Absol, whose Pokeball never left her possession unless it was to get a check up from Nurse Joy.
Her Absol, Ashes, walked beside her as the wind ran through her silver hair naturally tipped jet black. Her skin was the color of her partner Pokemon's fur, pale as moonlight and her eyes, beautiful china blue.
She was wearing her customary dark hoodie and light tank top, a baby blue one this time, covered her large 38dd breasts. Her long legs, despite her short height of 5 foot were covered in dark jeans that fit her tightly.
Her partner Pokemon stood next to her as they got close to the entrance of the festival. She patted his head and returned him to his Pokeball to ensure that he wouldn't grow nervous of the people of the festival. He was not a fan of crowds. Then again, neither was she, but from his past before he became her starter it was understandable why he disliked crowds of humans.
As Silver drew near the festival entrance she noticed a large gate and watched as people handed over their Pokeballs before they entered the festival grounds. She walked up to the gate and cocked her head at the two men who stood in front of the gates. A table of Pokeballs stood in front of them. "What's going on?"
"You must hand in your Pokemon before you enter the festival grounds; it's a new policy this year. Only to ensure the safety of the workers of the festival. I hope you understand." The taller of the two men said, his face expressionless. His glazed eyes made her skin crawl.
"I-I guess that makes sense..." She let her voice trail off and placed five of her six Pokeballs on the table. All five of the luxury balls had her emblem engraved into them, a dark type symbol inside of a heart.
The Pokeball she kept with her was her Quilava, he was sick and she couldn't let him leave her sight.
"I only have five Pokemon with me." She lied and walked into the festival, but in the back of her mind she had a bad feeling about the two men.
Silver walked toward the specially food stall and fingered a dark type food she knew Ashes loved. She smiled and picked it up. Her gaze lingered on a nutrient-rich food that was a variant of the normal food she had for Quilava. The pellets would boost his immune system so he could fight off the infection.
Suddenly someone bumped into her, sending the Pokemon food flying from her arms. She hissed in annoyance,
"What the hell was that for?" She expected it to be one of the little kids who hated her for keeping her Absol so close to town.
What she saw was a tall boy with a Joltik sitting in his white hair.
The boy groaned in annoyance as he looked down at the small girl he bumped into. He was greeted with the sight of her 38DD breasts which caused a blush to creep onto his face. His brown eyes stared back into her blue ones.
He backed away quickly, dropping a carved Birchwood staff in the process. "Oh, geez. Not ten minutes here and I'm already being cursed" He apologized and rubbed his Joltik's tiny head, "Are you ok, buddy?"
"Jol Joltik." It giggled softly causing Silver to immediately calm down and smile at the young man.
"It's alright, I'm Silver... And you are?" She extended her hand for him to shake.
"My name is Cerin, Silver." he smiled back and shook her hand firmly, then picked up the food and his staff. He leaned heavily on it before saying, "Sorry for making you drop the food."
"It's alright... Atleast it didn't spill. Besides, you didn't mean to bump into me... You're not a boy from the village." She giggled and paid for the food then looked back up into Cerin's eyes, "What is a stranger doing at our festival?"
"Oh! I came to look at the fossil selection they have here, I wanted to do some research on the Claw and Root fossils that are indigenous to Hoenn." Cerin explained as he rubbed a Pokeball that hung around his neck on a thin rawhide necklace, just below the welding goggles around his neck.
"That brings up the question of what region you're from, if you don't mind me asking. And why did you get to keep your Joltik when you came in?" Silver questioned, as she watched the taller trainer's Pokemon settle back into his white locks. It stared at her curiously.
"Unova, I come from Unova." He blushed slightly as his eyes flicked back down to Silver's ample chest.
His mind idly drifted to what she'd look like naked. He shook his head to clear it, and then said "I don't actually own this Joltik, he's just a wild Pokemon who likes to live in my hair. He is such a pain to wash my head around."
She blushed when she noticed where his eyes had gone when they had left hers, but she didn't say anything. She was used to the treatment by guys, but he seemed like someone she could get to know and occasionally fuck even, unlike all the boys from Newbark Town.
"He's rather cute, I've never been to Unova. I've never gotten this close to a Joltik before. May I... Hold him real quick?" She blushed at the weird impulse, the small electric spider sparked a little and climbed out of Cerin's hair then crawled from his shoulder to hers and down into her arms.
Cerin cocked his head at the strange behavior of the Joltik. The Joltik nestled into her arms as Cerin bit his lip, "Odd, he never warms up to people nearly as fast as he did to you. He must trust you."
"O-oh..." Silver blushes and stroked the spider's head with her fingers and purred at his soft fur covered body.
She felt Quilava's Pokeball shake, then he shot out in a flash of light and pawed at her leg.
"Oh no, Quilava, you're not feeling well are you?" Silver quickly let Joltik down and pulled her Quilava into her arms and hugged him close. The electric bug scuttled up Cerin's pant leg and back up onto the teen's head.
"Quil, quillavaaa," Quilava whimpered weakly and snuggles into her arms.
"Oh wow, Quilava looks like he has Pokerus. Not good. How'd you get him past those guards?" Cerin inquired.
"He's not feeling well, I don't want him getting sick without he being close to him." Silver whimpered and rubbed Quilava's head.
"He has Pokerus bad. He needs some Charcoal, a Lava Cookie or two, and give him lots of vitamin c, it should make him feel better." Cerin reached into his cargo pants and removed a stick of Charcoal, as well as a package of Lava Cookies.
Quilava cocked his head and murmured, "Qui-Quilava." Silver stroked his head and fed him the charcoal and lava cookie slowly. He quickly arched his back andd mewed loudly, "Quilava!" His head sparked with renewed vigor.
Cerin smiled broadly at her and stroked Quilava's soft head. "Feeling better?" Quilava's nod had him chuckling,
"Good, now... Silver would you help me find the fossils?"
Silver nodded and pulled him by the hand toward the usual place the fossil stand was. She stopped for a moment when she saw Luxury balls, specifically her Luxury balls being loaded into a box. The box was taped shut and tossed along with other boxes of Pokeballs into a black van.
Cerin's heart stopped as he saw his Pokeballs, engraved with his symbol of an Excadrill's claw in the same box. "No!" They shouted in unison and ran toward the van. It sped off into the wilderness as they drew near.
"Oh my fucking god, Ashes, no!" Tears started to form in Silver's eyes as the van sped off toward the forest near Newbark town. They both knew they wouldn't be able to catch up on foot.
"Bloody Hell! Suicune!" Cerin yelled and gripped his staff hard. "I need to find them!"
"We'll find them together right?" Silver whimpered as tears fell down her cheek and onto Quilava's head. The tear hissed into steam as Quilava's head blazed.
"Yes, we need our Pokemon back, I refuse to lose them like this!" Cerin growled, outraged that someone would kidnap his Pokemon.
Silver pulled out her small flip phone and dialed her father, "Dad I can't stay, I need to go find someone before I come visit."
"Where are you off to, who are you looking for silver?" Her father questioned causing her to bite her lip
"I'll tell you when I can father, another time." She whimpered and hung up the phone. The two trainers set off at a jog on their journey to find their Pokemon, and perhaps themselves as well.