-1(Charmander it is.
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Roano Megari is a very patient girl. She never rushes people, or at least she tries not to. She also attempts not to interrupt people when they are speaking, choosing instead to wait for them to finish talking before speaking herself.
At that moment, however, she was seriously considering abandoning that way of life.
" CHARCHARCHAR!! MANDER! CHAAAAAARMANDER!!"
The level five Charmander was currently hopping up and down, waving his tail frantically in the air and trying to get away from it. He ran in circles as fast as he could, screaming nonsense and flailing his little arms about.
Meg and Professors Oak and Birch watched, all three sweat dropping, as Charmander flopped on the ground, writhing in supposed pain and still shrieking his little lungs out. Oak turned to Meg and looked sheepish. " Err, yes, I was hoping you wouldn't pick that one. We haven't exactly been able to get rid of him.." Meg shot him a look.
" Why not?" she asked coldly, crossing her arms and glaring at him while Birch tried to calm the Charmander down enough to stand still. He was currently failing miserably. The poor thing was still screaming and flopping on the ground like a fish, scrambling to get away from his tail… which, of course, kept following him.
" Well, see, the thing is… This is the only Charmander I've ever seen that was actually afraid of fire," Oak said, scratching the back of his neck and smiling nervously. He was sweating bullets. He'd known Meg and her mother since he had moved to Hoenn nearly four years ago. Sure, the teen was patient(you had to be when you lived with someone as neurotic as Karro), but she also had a short temper and an even shorter fuse to set it off. That, and she wasn't one to obey the whole 'respect your elders' thing. He had been on the receiving end of her playful jabs to the ribs more then once.
Meg stared at him with a deadpan expression. " The Charmander… a fire type… is afraid of fire." It wasn't a question. It was a statement.
Oak nodded nervously, still smiling. " Yes… And obviously it's tail is, err, on fire.. So.."
" It's afraid of it's own tail," Birch finished as he wrestled the struggling Charmander to the ground. He promptly sat on the Pokemons' tail, and once the Charmander could do longer see the flames, it relaxed and smiled as if nothing had happened. " Which means that once it learns a fire-attack, it'll be to afraid to actually use it."
Megs' jaw dropped and she turned to Oak, seething. " I want another one," she said coolly, her eyes narrowing behind her large reflective glasses. Oak whimpered. That wasn't a good sign. So, naturally, he did the only thing he could think of.
He grabbed Birch by the scruff of his jacket with one hand and backed away, while with the other hand he pushed Meg out the door of said laboratory and outside into the sunlight. He slammed the door, only to open once again and push the Charmander out with her, calling after him, " Sorry! You already chose! No returning!" then slammed the door again and locked it with a click.
Meg growled and glared down at the Charmander, who immediately started freaking out and running in circles trying to get away from it's tail again. Calmly, she picked it up off the ground by the back of it's neck, like a mother cat might do with her kittens, and held it in front of her. Now that it couldn't see the fire, it was looking up at her expectantly through bright green eyes. No… Wait..
Meg turned her wrist a bit, and the Charmander followed, a small smile on his face. Despite the fact that his head was turning, his eyes stayed on hers and she could clearly see the color. Or, in his case, colors. Yep, that's right. As the light reflected of his eyes in different positions, they changed colors. Green, yellow, blue, red, purple… Then she turned him back the way he started, and she went through the spectrum again backwards. Purple, red, blue, yellow, green..
He had rare multicolored eyes. He had…
" Kaleidoscope eyes," she breathed softly. The Charmander looked at her, confused. " Char? Charmander?" he asked, apparently not caring if he was dangling in the air by his neck. A tuft of orange fur flopped down in front of his eyes in an adorable way, hiding the different colors of said eyes.
" Kaleidoscope. That's your new name," Meg said, her face molding back to it's usual impassive expression. She plopped the Pokemon onto the ground and he sat there for a second before he turned and once again saw his tail.
" CHARMANDER!! CHAR CHAR!! MAAAAND-- Oof!"
He was picked up again and she glared at him. " Look, are you really that afraid of fire?" Nod. " And you really don't want to see it?" Nod, nod. " Fine."
Using one hand, she rummaged through her backpack until she pulled out a small bandana that she had been going to use if the sun ever got to hot so she could wear it over her eyes. Instead, she tore a thick strip of it with a loud ripping sound, and bound his head with it.
The Charmander blinked. He couldn't see anything from behind the black fabric, and he reached out for his new owner. Instead of taking his hand, though, she tied the remaining piece of the bandana around his neck, like a collar, and then tied a strip of leather('the hell did she get that?) to it like a leash.
She pulled on it gently, and he followed behind blindly.
Meg sighed as they circled the laboratory twice, allowing him to get use to the constant slightly pressure around his neck and the pitch dark of being temporarily blind. Well, she figured, it'd be good for training. Being unable to see would defiantly heighten his hearing and sense of smell.
Once they had gone around one entire circle without him stumbling, she smiled and patted his head. " Come on, Kalei. Time to go start our destiny."
The Charmander agreed enthusiastically, then yelped as he was picked up again. Instead of just hanging there, though, Meg placed him on her shoulder, where he clung to her head with a smile once he realized where he was.
Well, she decided as she felt him climb onto the top of her head and sit, his own head held up high like a king on his throne, maybe this won't be so bad. Hell, I'm actually looking forward to it.
And just like that, ignoring the stares that people sent the girl and the blindfolded Charmander sitting on top of her head, Roano Megari and Kaleidoscope walked out of LittleRoot town, and on to Route 101.
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" Well I'll be damned," Oak whispered quietly as he watched Meg leave the town borders through a window. " She actually got him to stay calm enough to walk."
Birch smirked up at the older professor from where he was handing another, younger teenager a Pokeball containing a Mudkip. " Maybe Roano Megari, the girl who hates Pokemon, can surprise us all," he said, smiling as he watched the younger trainer let loose the Pokemon, who chirped happily.
" Maybe," Oak said softly, turning away from the window to look down at his accomplice. " Maybe she can."
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Tory glared down at the ground from her kneeling position in front of her master. The Treeko beside her was kneeling as well, but his expression openly showed his agitation.
" But, Milord, couldn't one of the Grunts do it? Wasn't I designed for more… military purposes?" she asked quietly, never raising her voice, never allowing her expression or her posture to display the insolence she was voicing.
" Despite what she looks like," a cold masculine voice above her drawled softly, " this trainer will become great threat to what we are trying to accomplish.. I didn't over-throw both the Magma and Aqua teams just to let another brat ruin my plans.. You should be honored, Envy, that I assigned you a mission of such importance.. I could have given it to Lust instead."
As the image of Melody smirking down at her with her Ninetails growling in the background entered her mind, Tory(code named Envy) let loose a silent snarl. No, she wouldn't allow that bitch to take her place as the right-hand Sin.
Seeing her expression, the leader of Team Rocket smirked. " Good.. You and Baucun get ready. I want you in perfect condition for when you start in the morning." He waved a hand, signaling that the two of them were dismissed.
" Yes, Milord," Tory said, bowing her head even deeper as the Treeko beside her did the same. " Thank you." They both stood up and walked out of the dark, dimly lit room and into a brighter hallway.
Beside her, Baucun visibly relaxed. " Treeko, Treek," he growled coolly, crossing his arms. Tory nodded, glaring at the wall ahead of them.
" I know, Baucun, I know. This does seem below us. We are shaped into the perfect soldiers. We shouldn't be tracking down and killing little brats who don't know who they're messing with. We're one of the Seven Deadly Sins, dammit! The second strongest of seven people trained from birth to be the perfect killers! This is something for one of those Entei-damned Grunts, not us!"
She huffed as she walked, her long deep-purple cloak billowing around her as her feet moved. Baucun kept pace beside her, nodding his head. His tail flicked in agitation.
Tory grumbled some more, then sighed and stopped as she came to the dead-end of the hallway. She rapt her fisted knuckles against a giant statue of Mewtwo laying down, whose eyes glowed as it was activated. The stone mouth opened slowly and with a creak, and Tory passed through it's jaws, followed by her Pokemon partner.
Once inside of her room(yes, this was her room, large as it was), she crossed the floor and stopped in front of a dresser. She turned on the light, then selected three Pokeballs from a drawer. She glanced at the other four still sitting there, then shrugged and attached the three to her belt with a click.
Not bothering to undress, she flopped onto her bed and turned over to bury her face in the pillow. It still smelled like her, despite the fact that she hadn't slept in here for the past year.
When Wrath disowned Team Rocket and vanished, the remaining Seven Sins took up the job of finding him. Tory had only gotten back to the base last week from her year-long sentence of looking for him back in Johto, and even when she got back she couldn't come into her room because she had to stay in quarantine to make sure she didn't catch any diseases because of the constantly change of climate.
The only reason her room wasn't a totally dust-bunny hive was because she had maids come in once a week and clean up.
Distantly, she wondered how the other five Sins were managing. She knew three had been sent to Kanto, and one was still in Johto without her. So far Lust was the only other one to return. And now that she, Tory, had finally gotten here, the Boss just had to send her on another mission! She couldn't even send three days in her room!
Well, at least she'd be away from Lust.
Tory growled and buried her face deeper into her pillow as Baucun climbed up beside her and curled into a ball at the other side of the bed. She shook her head, sending her blackish-brown hair into even further chaos then it normally was. Well, she was tired. Both Baucun and her needed to sleep. So she closed her eyes and attempted to relax, with thoughts of choking Lust on her own wavy blonde hair running through her mind.
Her last coherent thought went something like this:
I don't really blame Wrath for leaving.. This place sucks..
(Here we go! Introduced to another main character, Tory! You'll find out about her and the Seven Deadly Sins later on, in gradual amounts.
Well, this chapter is slightly longer then the introduction, but I'm still sort of disappointed in it… But I love the bit with Kaleidoscope. And now you know why the title is what it is! But it's not going to be in his point of view all the time(I sort of suck at first-person perspective), but it will happen at least once every two chapters. XDDD
Next chapter we meet the self-proclaimed Muffin Man, and a little light is shed on why Kalei is afraid of fire.
Later, dudes! 8D)
