~Soul of Crystal~
Chapter 2: (Silence)...Is not always Golden, it's Noisey
New chapter with the same old Krys. She's super peppy in this one! ;) Haha. Not. :P
Professor Elm is practically blowing off his top; there was a mess up with one of the machines, and it short circuited before sparking on the inside and imploding. Smoke is still everywhere, and I wave some of it away with my hand.
"BE. MORE. CAREFUL," Elm declares as one of his assistants cowers in front of him. "I will! Sorry sir!" they say.
Wiping smoke residue from his glasses, Elm looks back at me. "Ah, where were we?" he murmurs, tapping his chin. "Oh! You were picking your first Pokémon!" He ushers me over to the table once again. "Go ahead! Please pick one!"
I scan the three with my eyes, but hold onto the one occupied by Totodile.
"Are you sure you want that one?" Elm asks me after a few minutes.
I nod at him, and he runs around, frantic, trying to find something. He dumps containers upside down, and sends paper flying. "AH!" he says. "Here it is!" Pulling out a red object, I watch as he skips over to me, before holding it out. "Here is your Pokédex! ..And here are some Pokéballs!" He grabs my hands, and dumps the content into them.
"Thank you," I tell him, knowing that is what Mother would want me to say.
He wrings his hands out. "I-I'm happy that you got your Pokémon," he says. "I'm just so excited! I'm going to send off my first trainer!"
"What about me!?" a voice yells, and Elm looks around me, whilst I glance over my shoulder. A boy with spiky black hair, a yellow hat set backwards on his head, goggles, a red jacket, black capris, tennis shoes, and a skateboard. He rolls inside, and kicks the board up into his hands.
"Not in the lab!" Elm yelps. "Get that skating contraption off the floor!"
The boy gives him a look. "It is off the floor, oh mighty and esteemed professor."
Elm seems to like the title, and pulls at his lab coat collar. "Ah, yes, well-" he starts.
"Brotherrrr!" someone whines. "Why did you leave?"
I look down to see a younger boy who looks almost exactly like the one with the skateboard.
"Ethan," the older boy says, turning. "I'm kinda busy right now..."
"You said you'd play with us!" another voice complains, and I see a girl with short brown hair and chocolate eyes.
"Summer, I told you I had to get a Pokémon today! Go play with someone else!"
"But Lyra and Ethan always disappear when we play together!" Summer cries.
"I can't play now," comes the response as the boy gets down on his knees.
"But auntie is at the stooooore!" Summer sobs.
The older boy scratches his head. "AGH! I forgot...ummm, go back to the house and watch a movie or something!" he suggests.
Summer stops crying. "Yay!" she says, and grabs a dopey looking Ethan before dragging him out of the lab.
The older boy sighs, and gets up. "Okay, where were we?"
"You can choose a Pokémon now, but there are only two choices left."
The boy stares at him angrily. "I was supposed to have first choice! Why did you let some random girl pick before me!?" he snaps.
Elm scratches the back of his head. "It's first come first serve, I'm afraid..." he says.
"If my dad were here, he'd tell you a thing or two!" the boys shoots back. "Plus, my mom-"
"I'm sure they would," Elm says. "But Claire doesn't-"
"AHA! So you're calling her Claire now? Do you have a crush on her!?" the boy cuts him off.
Elm looks at him in surprise. "I don't-...what? Mrs. Hibiki and I are just friends-"
"THAT'S WHAT PEOPLE SAY WHEN THEY'RE LYING!" the boy exclaims. "Stay away from my mom!"
Elm puts a hand to his forehead. "I'm getting a migraine..."
"Ha! My mom doesn't get migraines from me anymore," the boy says. "She got used to it!"
"I'm pretty sure she became immune..." Elm mumbles.
"Shut it professor." Elm sighs. "Anyway, please pick a Pokémon. Either Chikorita, or Cynd-"
"CYNDAQUIL!" the boy cheers, snatching the ball off the table. "I shall name him Flame, and he shall be my fiery friend! I'm glad this dumb random girl didn't take it." The boy looks at me with disdain; I simply stare at him.
He blinks. "Why aren't you getting mad?" he questions. "You're supposed to get mad at me for insulting you!"
I don't answer. His face slowly breaks into a smile; he sticks out his hand. "The name's Gold," he says. "I'm infamous around here for being the awesome-est person ever."
I life my hand up, and he grabs it heartily. "Krystal," I say simply.
"And what's your last name?" Gold asks.
I just look at him. "I didn't hear yours."
Gold snaps his fingers. "Ah! Yes!" he says. "Hibiki. Gold Hibiki. Now, yours...?"
"Krystal Hinata," I tell him blankly. Gold stares. "Oh! You're Evelyn's daughter! Didn't your dad go missing too-? ...What is up with your eyes? And why is your aura so...cold? Well, it matches the Ice Queen personality you're giving off," he says, then lets go of my hand before grinning. "I've got the perfect nickname for you: Ice Queen Krys!"
I just continue to stand there until he sighs. "It does fit a little too perfectly..."
Elm looks between us. "Ah yes," he says. "Gold, why don't you go with Krystal? She's running an errand for me, and I think it would be nice to start a journey with a companion."
Gold whips around. "Shut up man!" he says. "I'm still pissed at you." Elm groans, and face palms.
Gold looks back to me. "Well, I guess I can go with you," he says. "Then I can show off and train! It's a perfect deal!" Gold grabs my hand, and jerks me out of the building.
"Wait! Your Pokéballs and Pokédex!" the professor calls after us. Gold turns around and catches the objects after Elm throws them, before sticking out his tongue. "Meh! Weirdo!"
I blink at his childish behavior, but he continues dragging down towards Route 29.
...~.~.~...
"If I run into another low level Pokémon, I'm gonna scream," Gold growls. I'm trailing behind the loud boy when he turns to me. "Jeez, even if you're an Ice Queen, couldn't you at least talk a little."
"What would you like me to talk about?" I respond.
"Umm, I dunno...what do you like to do?" Gold asks, running a hand through the stray hairs sticking out of his hat.
"Nothing," I tell him.
He sighs, exasperated. "Really? ...Well, what is that bulge in your backpack?"
I glance down. "My violin," I reply.
He snaps his fingers. "See! You do have an interest."
"My sister told me to do it," I counter.
"But do you enjoy it?" he asks.
"Enjoy?"
"You don't know what it means!?"
I stop walking. "I know what it means," I say.
"But you don't enjoy anything," Gold says dubiously.
I nod. "My Mother told me that," I say.
Gold crosses his arms. "Uh huh..."
Suddenly, something swoops out of the trees around us. "OH BOY!" Gold exclaims. "A Pidgeotto! I'm gonna CATCH ITTTT!" He begins chasing it into the forest. I follow, but lose sight of him. Mother had always warned me to stay on the path, so I stop, turn, and head back the way I came. Sitting down on a patch of grass, I pull out Totodile's Pokéball.
"Go," I say simply.
"Dile dile!" it croaks lazily. I stare at it for a moment, before remembering what Mother said about Pokémon: "You have to treat them nicely. Petting them is good."
I reach out, and barely tap its head. Totodile jumps forward. "DILE!" it exclaims, and hugs me. I blink, and try to pull it off my neck. Maybe this is what Mother meant when she said one was 'astonished' by something. I wait, and feel nothing. Prying Totodile off, it looks up at me expectantly. Mother had also mentioned some Pokémon like getting names. I look at the Pokégear attached to my arm, and bring up the internet, before searching for the word "water".
Scanning the results, I name each off, listening to Totodile's response.
"Drink." Silence.
"Rain." Silence.
"H20." Silence.
"Saliva." Totodile deadpans at me.
I lick my lips, and look at the next word. "Aqua?" Totodile suddenly jumps up and down in excitement. I glance at it and read the word again. Totodile nods enthusiastically.
"You're now Aqua," I name Totodile, and it hugs me again.
"Ice Queen Kryyyyys!" I hear, and look up to see Gold running towards me. "I CAUGHT PIDGEOTTO!" He waits. "Aren't you going to congratulate me?"
"I congratulate you," I repeat.
Gold beams at me. "Thanks Krys!" I return Aqua to its Pokéball, and stand up.
"Are you ready to get to Cherrygrove?" Gold asks. "We're like, almost there."
I look at him as he grabs my hand, and we head towards the town. "And ya know what? The more silent you are, the noisier I'll be! So you better speak up!"
...~.~.~...
"I can't believe," Gold says. "There is a man named Mr. Pokemon. Like, WHO THE HELL WOULD NAME THEIR KID THAT!?"
The man in front of us laughs awkwardly. "Well, apparently mine did," he says.
"Well, I'm pretty sure you got made fun of in school for that!" Gold declares. Mr. Pokemon turns a bit red in embarrassment.
"Please be quieter, Gold Hibiki," the older man beside him requests.
"Hell no!" Gold retorts. "Krys, you said that Mr. Pokemon lived in Cherrygrove, not Route 30! You lied!"
"I never said that,...you did."
"Professor Oak..." Mr. Pokemon says slowly as Gold attempts to bicker with me.
"Ahem!" Oak says, and we turn to him.
Mr. Pokemon holds out an object. "This is what I told Professor Elm about," he says, and I take it. "It's a mystery egg...we don't know what is inside it." I hold it, unsure of what to do with it.
"A Day-Care couple gave me this egg, and I was soo intrigued, I decided to call Elm! When it comes to evolution, Elm is the one to talk to! Even Professor Oak here acknowledges that."
I nod.
"So I was wondering if you would show this to Elm and get his advice on what it is."
I nod once again; nodding is apparently something one does to agree, according to Mother.
"Yes, that would be nice," Oak says. "And here, if you two got Pokédexes from Elm, I would like to upgrade them to the newest version!"
Gold and I retrieve our devices and Oak messes with them for a bit. "Here! All nice and finished," he says, and turns to Mr. Pokemon. "Well, I've stayed too long. I need to get to Goldenrod for my Radio show." He stands, and the two men shake hands before Oak leaves.
Gold hops up. "I've had enough of dealing with old people!" he says. "I'm gonna go now. C'mon Ice Queen!"
I follow him outside, and my Pokégear rings.
Answering the call, I hear Elm's frantic voice. "IT'S A DISASTER! Um, it's just terrible! What should I do?! Oh...no... Please get back here now!" There's a click, and Gold turns to me. "What was that about?"
I lower my arm. "I suppose I should head back," I say.
Gold groans. "I guess we should..." We begin walking and I run straight into someone.
"WATCH IT!"
Hehe! Cliffyyyy. ;) I love Gold...
When naming Totodile, I figured with Krystal's lack of feelings, she wouldn't be able to come up with anything sentimental, so when I looked on Thesaurus for some synonyms for the word "Water", I found the ones that I used above. I had a feeling she would probably read them off without thinking of how Totodile would feel. O.o
Also, Mr. Pokemon is actually in the game, and I heard someone say that the name was stupid, so I thought I'd put that in there too. (It was stupid. Why would someone be named Mr. Pokemon!?)
Tell me what you thought!
~Misty
