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Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend. - Albert Camus
Where we last left off:
"Well, let's go find Draco. He should be at the Pokémon centre." I told Eon, who shrugged his shoulders as if to say 'whatever floats your boat.'
With that, I took the first step of my long journey and unwittingly, into my destiny.
Draco is the son of gramps and grandma. He's a Dragon master who has travelled extensively in many regions. Apparently, Draco also beat the Unova and Hoenn League, and almost beat the Sinnoh League – but failed by just an inch! – He was travelling in Johto when he heard the news of gramps' and grandma's deaths .
I trotted at a steady pace, humming the lullaby that was stuck in my mind. Whenever I tried to remember how I know it, all I got were flashes of tea green and streaks of red and black. A child's voice also came to mind several times but I just couldn't remember anything beyond that. How I hate my amnesia... Soon, the pokémon centre came into view and a man with copper-red hair and ecru orbs was leaning against the wall of the building.
He was well-built and stands at a formidable height, making me feel like a dwarf next to him. He still kept his youthful looks despite being in his late thirties with a not a single strand of white hair in his head of lush and shaggy copper brown hair. He also maintains a neatly kept moustache.
Draco grinned widely when he saw me, waving me over. I gave a reluctant smile back while Eon flat-out ignored him, deeming Draco unimportant. I quickened my pace and soon found him towering over me.
"How's it going, laddie? You have a long journey ahead of you! I'll bring you to Nuvema Town first or you'll get yourself killed trying to get there! The pokémon around here are pretty tough, with levels around their high forties and low fifties. Your eevee is only at level eight." Draco guffawed, slapping my back in a manly gesture of welcome.
I bit back a groan of pain and forced out a word of thanks, grumbling about his excessive use of force under my breath before he produced a pokéball.
"Come on out, Drake!" He called, summoning his salamence from the pokéball.
Drake flew out and landed with a rather loud thump and gave a roar before looking at Draco for commands. Draco whispered something in Drake's ear before hopping up onto Drake's back and motioning for me to get on as well. I attempted to clamber up onto the giant pokémon and managed to so rather clumsily, to my embarrassment. Eon outright laughed at me, the little bastard. Eon became grumpy though, when Draco told me to keep him into his pokéball or else he'll fly off when salamence takes off since Eon's still tiny. Eon gave me a disgruntled look at my laughter but accepted my returning of him back into his pokéball, ignoring my cackle of 'It's Karma!'
I clutched Draco's back, steeling myself for the flight ahead. Draco gave Drake the command and beating his powerful wings, Drake took to the skies. He flew at high speeds, causing the wind to whistle past. I clutched onto Draco tighter in fear of being blown off Drake's back. Draco gave a mighty, rumbling laugh of amusement at my fear before telling me to enjoy the feeling of flying and that we'll reach Nuvema Town in about four hours. I gave a shout of agreement and I proceeded to look down below for the next four hours, seeing cities and towns, grassland and sea passing by and fading from my view with each beat of Drake's powerful wings.
After the tiring flight, we landed at a grassy area just outside of Nuvema Town with a giant thump, dust flying up at the landing of Drake. I hopped off Drake rather slowly; my legs numb after four hours of non-stop high-speed flight. On the other hand, Draco hopped off, fresh as a daisy and recalled Drake into his pokéball after thanking Drake for his hard work. This snapped me out of my daze and I then proceeded to call out Eon, who stared at me with an expression of 'Finally time for me to come out?' before hopping up onto my shoulder.
Draco brought me to a rather large and modern building with the sign 'Juniper Pokémon Lab'. He opened the door without ceremony, striding in casually while I followed behind meekly. Eon's face was carved with a scowl at the loud slam which irritated his rather sensitive hearing. In the lab, I saw an affronted boy with dark blue hair and glasses and a nervous girl with blonde hair and a green beret. Standing in front of them was an annoyed woman with brown hair and a light blue lab coat.
"Hey, Juniper! I've brought my kid! Sorry I'm a little late!" Draco bellowed, shoving me forward, jostling Eon in the process.
Eon gave an offended hiss and jumped into my arms so that he could be protected from Draco's roughness. I flushed at being at the centre of the attention of three strangers and gave an apprehensive smile while Eon huffed and looked away, ignoring the three. The blonde girl shot me a cheerful grin while the boy with glasses snorted but gave me a microscopic smile. The woman, Juniper, rolled her eyes at Draco but gave me a welcoming smile and gestured me to stand forward, in between the two teenagers.
I gulped but moved forward anyway as the two teens stared at my every move. Eon stared back at them disinterestedly, flicking his tail lazily from side to side as his ears twitched. Juniper coughed, bringing our attention back to her.
"Hi there, I've been waiting for you youngsters. Let me introduce myself. My name is –"Juniper began, speaking in a rather formal tone.
"Professor Juniper? We know your name." The boy in glasses cut in, rather rudely in my opinion, which I shall keep to myself.
"Come on, Cheren! This is not a time to take things lightly. Today is a day to remember always, so it's best to behave with some formality. Also, this young man here might not know my name." Juniper, oops, I mean Professor Juniper added, giving me a knowing look.
Cheren grumbled under his breath but nodded and waited for Professor Juniper to continue. I decided that I might not like him that much but maybe he's a decent person around his friends. The blonde girl gave me a timid smile before turning back to face Professor Juniper. Well, she certainly seems nice, if a little jumpy.
"That being so, once again, my name is Professor Juniper, and I am researching when and how the creatures called Pokémon came into existence." Professor Juniper continued, pacing about in front of us and stopped before each one of us once.
"As for why I gave you pokémon," Professor Juniper said, returning back to her original position.
I cocked my head, confused. She didn't give me any… Unless Eon came from her, something which is actually quite possible since she's a professor and would have access to pokémon all over the world. I dismissed the notion though, because it was unlikely that gramps and grandma wouldn't introduce her to me if they knew her.
"It's for the Pokédex, right?" Cheren interrupted again, looking rather pleased that he knew the purpose of this entire assembly.
"Pokédex..?" The blonde girl asked, having a lost look on her face.
Professor Juniper smiled at her but ignored her question and got ready to speak. Meanwhile, I heard the door click shut silently, probably Draco leaving to wait outside. He hates this type of formalities. A good waste of time, Draco had once said.
Eon squirmed restlessly in my arms, wanting to hurry up with it so he could go outside instead of being cooped up in an artificial environment. I petted him to calm him down, to which he responded with a look of 'How dare you touch my glorious fur?! I'll let you off this time because it feels nice.' I gave a small smile of mirth, amused by the prideful little pokémon.
"I am astonished, Cheren. Nice work! You have already studied pokémon extensively, haven't you?" Professor Juniper praised, while I snorted quietly.
Praise for this type of elementary knowledge? The world must be coming to an end! I snorted to myself, deciding to keep my rather impolite comments to myself so that I wouldn't create enemies out of people I'd just met. Though it's not that I really cared about peoples' opinions about me anyway, it'd be better for me in the long run to make a good impression.
"Still, let me explain everything from the beginning, for everyone's sake." Professor Juniper said.
The blonde girl smiled gratefully while Cheren snorted in disdain but attempted a smile at the girl. I rolled my eyes in boredom, running my fingers through Eon's fur which really felt nice. I decided that I would do that more often.
"The Pokédex is a high-tech device that automatically records the pokémon you encounter! So, I want you three to visit many places and meet all of the pokémon in the Unova Region! This is my request. Jayden! Cheren! Bianca! You'll go on an adventure to complete the Pokédex, will you not?" Professor Juniper delivered enthusiastically, with a wide grin.
I did not want to know how she knew my name, but I'm guessing Draco gave it to her. Well, she seems to be waiting for a reply so I guess I'll go first.
"Yes, I will be honoured to go, Professor Juniper! B-But it's not like I'm doing it for you so don't get any ideas! " I replied, saying the last part harshly with a miniscule blush, Eon deeming the question a stupid one since he gave her a look of 'Like, duh!' but stared at me teasingly.
"Okay, I mean… Yes, Professor!" The girl, now identified as Bianca said nervously with a large smile.
"Thank you very much. Because of you, I can become a pokémon trainer, exactly as I've always wished." Cheren replied gratefully.
Well, I guess Cheren doesn't have a twenty-foot pole stuck up his ass after all. That's rather nice.
"All of you, thanks! You have given me the best possible answer!" Professor Juniper gave us a mega-watt grin and passed each one of us a Pokédex.
"Why don't you three mingle among yourselves to get to know each other first? Meanwhile, I'll prepare some lunch for all of us!" Professor Juniper bustled off into one of the doors at the side of the lab.
The three of us stood in the lab in an awkward silence, Bianca fidgeting while Cheren stared at me hard, as if trying to measure my worth. I decided to do something about it and was about to speak when the main door of the lab slammed open once more.
"Juniper, are you done yet? It's taking quite some time!" The familiar voice of Draco boomed as he strode in.
He stared at the lab devoid of the person he was shouting at before grinning and scratching his face in embarrassment.
"Oops! Didn't know she wasn't here. I'm guessing that she finished with you guys since she's gone. Where is she, by the way?" Draco asked.
"Professor Juniper went to make some lunch for us. She went through that door there." Bianca chirped, pointing to the very door Professor Juniper went through.
"Thanks, little lassie!" With that, Draco walked over the door and entered it, closing it with another thunderous crash.
"Sorry about him… He's always been like that ever since I knew him…" I apologised while Eon jumped out from my grasp onto the cold floor.
"It's alright, I suppose…" Cheren muttered back, pushing up his glasses while Bianca smiled by the side.
"Anyway, it's nice to meet you! I'm Bianca and this is Cheren!" Bianca introduced warmly as Cheren gave me a nod of acknowledgement.
"It's nice to meet you too. I'm Jayden and this is Eon." I replied and pointed to my eevee.
"That's a pretty rare pokémon. How did you get a hold of it?" Cheren asked, eyes gleaming in curiosity.
"Well, my grandparents left him to me as a sort of inheritance when they died. It seems like they wanted me to go on a pokémon journey and become a Champion on their behalf." I said casually, shrugging my shoulders while Bianca went all teary eyed and Cheren's gaze sharpened.
"You have my condolences. I'm actually aiming to be a Champion as well, so we'll be rivals from now on. Don't think I'll be going easy on you just because of your sad story." Cheren said, a determined fire burning in his eyes.
"Oh! I know, why don't we battle each other then? It'd be great practice!" Bianca piped up, looking very excited.
Cheren and I looked at her in surprise before smiling and agreeing to her suggestion.
"I'll go first! Jayden, battle me!" Bianca squealed just before Cheren could open his mouth and demand for me to battle him.
"Let me ask Eon first, since he's going to be the one battling." I said before turning to look at Eon.
"Hey, want to battle with Bianca's and maybe Cheren's pokémon?" I asked politely while Eon considered this course of action.
Cheren and Bianca stood at the side, stupefied at what I was doing. Asking a pokémon if it wanted to battle? Preposterous! Or at least, that's what Cheren's thinking. Bianca just seemed shocked that someone would ask if their pokémon wanted to battle and a little guilty that she didn't ask her own pokémon that question.
I felt a gentle nudge on my shin and knew that Eon had come to a decision. I stared at him in anticipation, hoping that he would agree to battle. Eon nodded his head and gave me a face of 'Of course. I am so going to cream them!' I let out a sigh of relief.
"Eon says he's okay with it. Let's go outside then. I wouldn't want to destroy anything in this lab." I said, walking to the door leading to the warm outdoors.
We moved to a grassy area with no one in particular and got ready for battle. Bianca and I stood facing each other, with about five or six metres in between us. Cheren stood of at the side, acting as the referee.
"Go Eon!" I commanded and Eon sashayed up to the makeshift battlefield.
"Go, Oshawott!" Bianca called out, a flash emerging from her pokéball.
I took out my Pokédex and pointed it in the direction of the Oshawott in front of Bianca.
"Oshawott, the Sea Otter Pokémon. It fights using the scalchop on its stomach. In response to an attack, it retaliates immediately by slashing." The Pokédex read out.
"So we've got to be wary of that Oshawott's reflexes." I muttered to Eon, who nodded in agreement.
I pointed the Pokédex at Eon, curious to see what the Pokédex would say about him.
"Eevee, the Evolution Pokémon. Because its genetic makeup is irregular, it quickly changes its form due to a variety of causes." The Pokédex stated.
"Cool! I wonder what attacks Eon has…" I fiddled with the Pokédex.
"Hmm… Eon's at level eight so he knows Tackle, Sand Attack, Tail Whip and Helping Hand." I muttered quietly to myself.
It'd do me no good if my opponent knows what attack my pokémon has after all.
"This will be a one on one battle between Bianca and Jayden. No substitutions allowed. Begin!" Cheren declared.
"Eon, use Sand Attack and then Tail Whip!" I commanded.
Eon dashed towards the Oshawott that was gazing at him warily and proceeded to kick up some dirt and grass into the face of the Oshawott who tried to avoid it but to no avail. Eon then proceeded to slap its furry tail in Oshawott's face, lowering the Oshawott's defence as the Oshawott tried to bat away Eon's tail despite being blinded from the Sand Attack.
"Oh no, Oshawott! Hang in there boy, and use Tackle!" Bianca cried out.
"Crap! Eon, dodge to the side and ram that Oshawott with a Tackle!" I shouted.
The blinded Oshawott attempted to tackle Eon in the direction where Eon's tail was in his face and charged forward. Eon jumped away nimbly but got nicked at the side. Growling, Eon charged angrily at the stumbling Oshawott and rammed it hard, at the side. Oshawott shrieked at the impact and in an attempt to ward off Eon, tackled Eon hard without Bianca's instruction. I bit my finger, trying to think of how to end this battle without injuring Eon even more.
"Eon, kick some dirt into his face with a Sand Attack! Aim for his mouth! And watch out for that tackle!" I shouted.
"Oshawott, try to dodge it!" Bianca shrieked, wringing her hands in worry.
Eon and Oshawott grunted, signifying that they heard out orders. Eon tried to kick some dirt into Oshawott's mouth but was foiled since Oshawott heard the sound of dirt being dug up by Eon's paws and jumped to the side to avoid it. The same happened to the second and third time and I was about to call out to Eon before Eon had an idea. Since there was so much dirt kicked up, Eon decided to use the dirt that was piled up from his Sand Attack and sent the dirt flying straight into the mouth of the unsuspecting Oshawott. The results were beautiful. Oshawott started to sputter and retch to get the dirt out of his mouth.
"Eon, now! Tackle Oshawott as hard as you can!" I yelled.
"Oshawott! Dodge that Tackle and use Tail Whip, followed up by a tackle of your own!" Bianca yelled back.
Eon immediately charged towards Oshawott that was too busy trying to spit the dirt out of his mouth to listen to Bianca, and tackled that Oshawott hard. I could hear the loud impact and winced at how much that Tackle must have hurt. Oshawott gave a sharp cry of pain and fell onto the ground in a faint. Eon panted and gave a victory smirk, sashaying back to me.
"Good job, Eon! I think you levelled up too." I praised, scratching behind Eon's ear, making him purr in delight.
Eon gave me a smug look that screamed 'What else do you expect from someone who's this awesome?' and smirked at me.
"Oshawott, are you okay?" Bianca cried out as she gathered the injured Oshawott in her arms and cradled it to her bosom.
I picked Eon up in my arms and carried it over to Bianca while Cheren walked over to her and inspected Oshawott.
"Is Oshawott okay?" I asked with sincere concern. I hate it when pokémon get hurt. Makes me wonder why I'm battling. Oh right, to fulfil the dying wish of my foster grandparents. Right.
"He's okay, just fainted from the impact of the tackle from Jayden's eevee. Here, I'll heal it for you." Cheren offered and sprayed some potion on the large bruise, a result of Eon's powerful Tackle attack and gave it a Revive.
Oshawott's eyes fluttered open and it looked around dazedly, wriggling to get out of Bianca's hug. It got back its bearings and shot a look of apology to Bianca for losing the battle, which Bianca didn't notice as she was crying because she was happy that Oshawott was fine. Cheren then gave me a Potion, which I sent him a grateful look for, and I sprayed the potion onto Eon's wounds, healing them.
"Right, now that everyone is okay, we should head back and –" Cheren said, dusting off his pants.
"Wait! Don't you want to battle Jayden?" Bianca asked Cheren.
Cheren froze and pushed his glasses up with a slight frown.
"Yes, but Jayden's probably tired after battling with you so I'll wait –" Cheren began to explain calmly.
"I don't mind battling. I'm sure Eon doesn't too." I interrupted, looking at Eon who gave an approving nod and an arrogant smirk.
"In that case, let's battle." Cheren replied and took out his pokéball, his glasses gleaming quite ominously from the reflection of sunlight as he smirked.
Omake:
"He's okay, just fainted from the impact of the tackle from Jayden's eevee. Here, I'll heal it for you." Cheren offered and placed his hands directly over the large bruise on Oshawott's body.
A green glow enveloped his hands and the bruise slowly faded to nothing.
"There. This should do it." Cheren stood up and dusted his hands, ignoring the open mouths and dropped jaws of everyone present.
A moment later, Oshawott hopped up energetically, back to his usual self.
"C-Cheren... You.." Bianca was speechless.
"Cheren... How did you generate chakra? Are you secretly from Naruto?! Teach me!" I demanded childishly while Eon shook his head in embarrassment at having a master like this.
Cheren looked both proud and insulted at the same time, a feat that must have been difficult.
"It's not chakra and no, I am not from Naruto. I am a legitimate character born to be your rival!" Cheren said, annoyed.
"Then what was that green glow...?" Bianca asked curiously.
"Oh that...? I'm the designated healer according to the game itself. Apparently I can heal pokémon without any supplies. So its just a healing talent I was born with a.k.a the Healing Hands."
"Uhh... Okay?" Was the simultaneous puzzled replies.
"Look, it's okay if you don't get it. Just let me heal your pokémon. It's my job. Now hand over that eevee!"
Name: Eon
Species: Eevee
Level: 9
Ability: Adaptability
Moves:
Tackle
Sand Attack
Tail Whip
Helping Hand
