Platinum Witch
Chapter 2: Freedom for the first time
AN: Welp, better late than never. Hello again, and here is chapter 2 of Platinum Witch! I'm just gonna get straight to the point.
But first, reviews! And I gotta say, the reception to the first chapter was a lot better than I expected, to be honest.
LucasFrost: Well congratulations for being the first review! And thanks, hopefully I'll live up to your expectations.
Tony Anderson: Well thank you, and hope you had a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
I. M . Poik: Well you got the starter and trainer pair right (I mean there was one possible option left anyways :P), and Lucas will have his screentime, don't you worry. If it'll be as important as say, Barry, I don't know maybe. Either way Lucas is at least more important to the plot than the gym leaders and Rowan, so at least I'm not gonna neglect him a lot.
zeffron42: Oh yeah, I remember you, don't you worry. I don't know, maybe Dawn's and Cyrus's possible relation is predictable. Maybe not. I mean I could tell you right now, but that'll just ruin the plot. And I'd rather show all of you that there is something definitely wrong with Dawn first than focus on a minor character (at the moment). Also to be honest Lucas isn't as important as Barry to me anyways, considering even in the games Barry has more plot and character development than him anyways, so make of that what you will. Besides I already instilled Lucas's fair share of flaws anyways.
Knight of Wings: Well yeah, her powers have Giratina written all over it. And yes, the only noteworthy characters right now are probably the cynic Dawn and the ball of sunshine that is Barry. Don't worry everyone else will get their share of character development. And I mean, if you have a legendary talking in your head for x amount of time compared to say, befriending a legendary late-way in your life, then the legendary talking to you in your head would build a more natural bond than the latter tbh. Overall, thank you for the thought out review.
Eris: Yeah I liked how the Turtwig v Chimchar fight went honestly. Well there's a bunch of hidden depths in all of the characters, which will be explained as the plot goes on, so for now I'll just leave the term 'don't judge a book by its cover' there and leave it at that for now.
Quagsire12: Thanks! Look forward to more!
Defender31415: Thanks man. Well hopefully, this chapter provides some insight of why Dawn has her HP Lovecraftian powers.
xQEAx: Glad you like it so far, although if I do end up going for Dawn x Barry, I do hope you understand. What pairing I'm gonna do, you ask? Well, like how I usually set these up in the beginning, I have absolutely no idea whatsoever.
Ultimateheatblast4: Oh don't worry I won't quit on my stories (except for one, but that's cuz I didn't like how it turned out). I just suck at updating on a regular basis, so bear with me. Lucas will get his character development, and the plot will reveal the answers you want, but for now, here's going to Sandgem.
Alright let's go to Sandgem everybody!
It glowed a brilliant amber color, previously preserved in a glass case that had now been shattered into millions of pieces, and now, along with her, in the grasps of someone she didn't know.
In spite of all the chaos that was occurring around it at the moment, it still glowed a beautiful amber luster.
She was intrigued by it. She should fear for her life right now, but the shard in the stranger's hands brought her attention away from it all.
It seemed to be beckoning for it. It was crying out for her to hold it in her tiny palms.
So, when the stranger was distracted with the police, she slowly and quietly grasped towards it, answering its silent call.
And for the first time in millenniums, ever since it was stripped away from its original owner, and brutally shattered...
The shard finally claimed itself a new host.
Sunlight leaked through the window, hitting Turtwig on the head, waking up the small turtle. Yawning, Turtwig got up groggily, cracking his jaw.
"-Right...I'm with my trainer now...-" Turtwig yawned.
The turtle then looked towards the bed where his trainer, Dawn, should be sleeping. The turtle's eyes widened when he saw her blonde friend on top of her sleeping form.
"PSSST! Dawn!" Barry whispered, poking at her face to wake her up. "Daaaaaaaaawn...!"
Turtwig didn't know what to do. The situation was too bizarre for him to react properly. He couldn't even figure out how he got into the room without either him or Dawn noticing.
"-Sh-Should I do something...?-" the turtle asked himself.
Eventually, Barry's insistent poking showed their results, as Dawn groaned, slowly opening her eyes groggily to see the blonde boy on top of her.
"Morning!" Barry smiled as if there was nothing wrong with what he was doing.
Dawn stared at the boy for a good few seconds, before registering that he was on top of her, and proceeded to smash her fist into his face, sending him straight into the ceiling.
"Next time, I'm calling the police," Dawn growled as she got out of bed and Barry fell onto the bed.
"Auu..." Barry whined as he rubbed his jaw. "That wasn't very nice."
"Neither is breaking into my room while I'm asleep," Dawn hissed.
"Oh c'mon, it's not like this is the first time," Barry replied, as he got up unfazed from being punched into the ceiling.
Dawn rolled her eyes as she went over to pet Turtwig on the head.
"Sorry about that," Dawn smiled. "I didn't wake you up, did I?"
"-No, I woke up first,-" Turtwig assured her. "-Sorry for not doing anything...I didn't exactly know how to react...-"
"It's fine," Dawn said, before glaring at Barry. "I don't expect you to not be weirded out by him."
Barry grumbled something under his breath as he released Chimchar.
"Rise and shine, Chimchar!" Barry exclaimed.
The fire monkey yawned as he looked up to his new trainer, giving the blonde boy a drowsy, yet hearty smile.
"Now then, let's get going!" Barry smiled. "Your mom's making breakfast!"
With that, the boy rushed out of Dawn's room, and slid down the stairs with Chimchar in his arms, leaving Dawn and Turtwig alone.
"...Better get ready then..." Dawn mumbled tiredly, getting up and stripping out of her nightgown. Turtwig had the decency to look away as Dawn changed into her normal clothing.
'Morning,' the voice echoed to her.
"Morning," Dawn replied as she changed into her white under shirt.
'So, today's the day huh.'
"Yeah...I go get a pokédex and go out on a journey like all the other privileged 10-year-olds. Whoopie..." Dawn said sarcastically as she put on her black sleeveless shirt.
'Someone doesn't sound too happy,' the voice snickered. 'There also may be a possibility that you won't have to go on a journey, you know.'
"Well I didn't exactly ask for it," Dawn grumbled as she pulled up her skirt. "Besides, two random kids were given Pokémon by Sinnoh's Pokémon researching professor. The situation is perfect for giving Rowan an excuse to give us a pokedex and send us off onto a journey. Frankly, I hope we get to go on a journey. It gives me a plausible excuse to leave this place and never having to return."
'Even if that means leaving your mother behind?'
Dawn stopped motion as she pulled up her sock. Her eyes narrowed at the question.
"...Even if I have to leave Mom here too," Dawn stated coldly as she resumed to pull up her sock.
'You were never good with lying about the people you care about,' the voice drawled.
"No, I'm just good at lying to everyone else," Dawn retorted.
"True," the voice conceded as Dawn finished changing. '...Once everything's settled, we'll talk more.'
"Very well," Dawn dismissed as the voice stopped responding.
Turtwig, having had the decency to not stare as his master changed out of her nightwear, was confused as to whom Dawn was talking to. The turtle tilted his head in confusion as he heard Dawn walk up to him.
"Alright, let's go," Dawn said as she picked up Turtwig in her arms and headed out the room.
"-Uh...Dawn...?-" Turtwig asked. "-Who were you talking to? Back there?-"
"Hm?" Dawn asked. "Oh right, I never did tell you about him."
"-Him?-" Turtwig asked.
"Don't worry about it too much," Dawn said. "That's just Giratina."
"-Giratina?-" Turtwig tilted his head in confusion.
"Oh, he's just an imaginary friend I have," Dawn wrote it off. "Childish, maybe, but I owe him a lot. He did help keep me happy."
"-Okay then...-" Turtwig said somewhat hesitantly, not wanting to show any disapproval to her.
"I know you may find it weird," Dawn said. "But Gira's been with me ever since I was a child. I wouldn't know how I would've survived without his constant support."
Turtwig looked up to Dawn. She had a gentle, genuinely happy expression on her face. Seeing such a tender expression on her, Turtwig couldn't say anything about her so-called 'imaginary friend'.
"-I mean, if you're happy and okay with it, then I don't have any problems,-" Turtwig said, simply deciding to nuzzle his head against Dawn's arm.
Dawn looked a bit surprised, but smiled at him.
"Thank you," Dawn told her turtle for accepting the fact that she had an imaginary friend.
As Dawn walked downstairs, her mother, Johanna, had already set a plate of fried eggs, bacon, and toast in front of an empty seat, while Barry was already chowing down on a similar platter.
"Morning Dawn," Johanna said. "Breakfast is ready."
Dawn yawned as she went over to the table, setting Turtwig down near her. As Turtwig got back onto his legs, a bowl of Pokémon food was set in front of him. He looked up to see Jumpy, the kangaskhan, having set the bowl for him.
"-Eat up, young one,-" Jumpy said motherly, the young baby in her pouch staring at Turtwig curiously.
Turtwig nodded, before proceeding to chow down on the food provided to him. Glammy, the glameow, made her way onto Dawn's lap, purring happily while rubbing herself against Dawn's legs.
"Morning to you too, Glammy," Dawn smiled as she began to eat her breakfast.
"So, today's the big day, huh," Johanna said.
"Yeah..." Dawn mumbled as she chewed on a piece of toast.
"What kind of Pokémon you think we'll run into?" Barry decided to ask her.
"How should I know?" Dawn asked. "We've never actually went outside Twinleaf on our own. Why don't you just go catch a starly or something when we get out of here."
"Hm...a starly would be a nice start," Barry mumbled, deep in thought.
Dawn simply shrugged as she finished off her meal. A Pokémon huh. What kind of Pokémon should she catch? Oh well, she shouldn't put in too much thought into it. She would just catch whatever peaked her interests. Simple as that.
"If you're done eating, then we should get going," Dawn grumbled as she got up and headed back upstairs, leaving Barry to hastily finish his meal.
"Don't eat so fast Barry," Johanna chuckled. "You'll choke on your food."
"No I wo–GUEH!? AGH!?" Barry began to scoff, before promptly choking on his food. Jumpy rolled her eyes, before smacking Barry hard on the back, making the boy choke out his food. "Ugh...thanks Jumpy."
Jumpy sighed as she collected Dawn's plate. Chimchar and Turtwig finished their meals, before the turtle looked around, seeing no Dawn in the vicinity.
"-Hey, where's Dawn?-" Turtwig asked, looking up to Barry for a response.
"Huh?" Barry asked, noticing Turtwig. "What, you want to know where Dawn is?"
Turtwig nodded, where Barry chuckled and gently patted Turtwig on the head.
"Don't worry, she probably just went up to go get her hat and coat," Barry assured the small turtle. "She'll be back."
"So you snuck into her room again?" Johanna asked.
"No idea what you're talking about, Mrs. Berlitz," Barry tried to play coy.
"So if I go up to her room now, will I not see your imprint on the ceiling again?"
"...M-Maybe?"
"I thought as much," Johanna sighed. "Look, you're a nice kid Barry, and Dawn likes you a lot, despite what her usual attitude may say. If you value your organs, then don't give her a reason to cause permanent internal damage."
"Is that even a thing?"
"It might be if you keep this up."
As Barry and Johanna chatted to themselves, Dawn came back down to the living room, now wearing her white beanie and red coat. Turtwig spotted the girl and happily rushed over to her.
"You ready to go?" Barry asked.
"Yeah, yeah," Dawn said as she picked up Turtwig. "Alright Mom, we'll be off!"
Johanna waved them goodbye as they left, where Johanna sighed and picked up Barry's dish.
"Well, I better get her things ready," Johanna said to herself. "It would be a surprise if Dawn doesn't go on a journey."
Lucas sighed as he finished preparing the two empty pokedexes for the two new dexholders to be. To think the professor would just give out the two starter Pokémon so easily like handouts. And to two random kids no less. Sometimes what the professor did made the slate gray-haired boy question his logic. But he knew better than to truly question the professor. He must know what he is doing.
"Lucas! Are the pokedexes ready?"
Speak of the devil. Lucas turned to see the professor with his usual scowl. The boy brought the two pokedexes with him and handed them to Rowan.
"Here you are, Professor," Lucas said. "I preset them to their default functions."
"Very good," Rowan nodded. "Everything is set. All we have to do is wait for them to arrive."
"...Professor, if I may," Lucas decided to ask. "Why did you provide those two with a Pokémon?"
"Hm? Why you ask?" Rowan asked. "Hm...You should've seen the expression the blonde one had when he asked that I provided his friend a pokédex in his stead. Not to mention his friend's unreadable expression. They both intrigued me. I wanted to take a chance by giving them the means of going on a journey. I wanted to see what kind of people those two would become by going on a journey."
"...I see..." Lucas said absently as the professor mused. "...To see what kind of people they would become...huh..."
Before Rowan could say anything else, loud banging began to fill the lab, coming from the front door.
"HELLO!? IS ANYONE THERE?! HEEELLOOOO!? PROFESSOR ROWAN~!?"
"Barry would you calm down? The door won't hold if you keep banging on it like that."
"It's not like you're any better! You punch stronger and harder than me anyways."
"Oh, would you like a demonstration then?"
"Hmph, it looks like they're here," Rowan said.
Before either Rowan or Lucas made a move, the door busted open, with Barry flying through it and crashing right in front of Rowan's shoes; a visible punch mark as clear as day on his poor cheek. Dawn walked in, dusting her hands off as if nothing happened at all.
"Are you sure this was a good idea, Professor?" Lucas asked hesitantly, looking at Barry's unconscious state.
"She's certainly a lot stronger than most girls nowadays," Rowan chuckled. "Probably stronger than you too, Lucas."
Lucas leered the other way; face flushed in embarrassment as Dawn walked up to the professor, leaning down to pick up Barry and proceeding to slap him awake.
"Wake up, you're not that weak," Dawn drawled.
As if in response, the boy stood back up quickly as if he hadn't been punched at all, before noticing Rowan and Lucas.
"Hey, Professor Rowan! Weird French dude!" Barry greeted with a hearty smile.
"Weird French...?" Lucas muttered in shock.
"At least remember his name," Dawn grumbled.
"You make a quick recovery," Rowan said to Barry.
"Hehe! It takes this much to be around Dawn all the time!" Barry grinned.
"Regardless," Rowan said. "You two. Let's have a look at your Pokémon, shall we?"
Dawn and Barry glanced at each other, before releasing Turtwig and Chimchar in front of Rowan.
"-What's going on? Why're we here again?-" Turtwig asked, glancing back up to Dawn. Strangely, Dawn didn't respond to the turtle.
"Hm...They seem to be doing well," Rowan said, noting their actions. "In fact, I can assume that they're very happy being with you two!"
"Well that's good to hear!" Barry smiled. "It would be bad if they didn't like us."
"Well then, it would seem that entrusting you two with them was no mistake," Rowan nodded. "Pray tell, would you like to give them a nickname?"
"OH SWEET!" Barry exclaimed. "Alright you head that Wukong? You got a name!"
"'Wukong'?" Dawn arched an eyebrow.
"Hey it sounds cool," Barry defended himself.
"'Wukong', huh..." Rowan mused. "Supposedly after 'Sun Wukong', the Monkey King of the Journey of the West...surprisingly clever, if I do say so myself. And you, Dawn?"
Dawn glanced at Turtwig, before kneeling down to him.
"Would you like a nickname?" Dawn asked.
Turtwig glanced up to Dawn curiously, tilting his head to the side. After a moment of consideration, Turtwig shook his head.
"-I don't need one,-" Turtwig declared to her.
"Alright then," Dawn smiled.
"When I first saw you two about to step into the tall grass without any Pokémon, I was shocked," Rowan said. "I was astounded by you children risking something as foolhardy and suicidal as that. But now, you two have astounded me in a different way. Already you two established a growing bond with the Pokémon you chose. I can't help but say that I feel privileged to have met children like you two. I'm sure Turtwig and Chimchar feel the same way as well. That is why I'll ask you to cherish them."
"W-Well, that's pretty flattering," Barry said, rubbing his head in modesty. "And of course! Wukong here is my first Pokémon. Of course I'll treasure him!"
"But of course," Dawn simply stated, maintaining her usual stoic expression.
'What? You don't feel flattered that a renowned professor complimented you?' Giratina teased.
Dawn hissed internally as she pushed the mocking voice to the back of her mind while Lucas decided to interject.
"Professor, the pokédex," Lucas said.
"Oh of course!" Rowan exclaimed. "There is something I want you two to do for me."
'Here it comes,' both Dawn and Giratina thought.
"As you two may be aware, I study Pokémon," Rowan explained. "First of all, I want to know exactly what kinds of Pokémon live in the Sinnoh region. To do so, it is necessary to collect data using the pokédex."
Rowan then motioned Lucas to come forth as the boy presented the two sleek red devices to them.
"This is what I wish to ask of you," Rowan said. "I want to entrust you two with these pokédex. Will you use it to record data on all the Pokémon in Sinnoh for me?"
"Heck yeah!" Barry quickly agreed, accepting the device and ogling at it like it was a valuable treasure.
Dawn stared at the red device, seemingly contemplating on whether to take it or not.
'So what'll it be?' Giratina inquired. 'By taking that, you won't be able to turn back.'
'I know,' Dawn mentally grumbled, before glancing up to Rowan.
"...I can stand here without speaking for hours," Rowan said calmly. "I'm a very patient man. If you wish to not accept the role, then that is your choice."
Dawn arched a brow at Rowan's response, before glancing to the red device. By accepting that and the professor's task, she would have to go out into the world; facing off against whatever kind of obstacle gets in her way, any person that decides to harm her and Barry, and whatever fate decides to throw at them. Not to mention she would be leaving her mother; one of the only people who actually cared for her; alone in that damnable town.
But then again, if this could get her out of there...
"...I accept," Dawn declared, accepting the pokédex. The old man smiled.
"Excellent!" Rowan said. "When you walked up Route 201 with your Pokémon, what did you feel? I've lived for 60 long years. Even now, I get a thrill when I'm with a Pokémon. Now, you should know that there are countless Pokémon in this world. That means there are just as many thrills waiting for you out there! Now go you two! Your grand adventure begins right now!"
"Yes sir!" Barry exclaimed eagerly, rushing out of the lab without a second thought, leaving Dawn in the lab.
"He's pretty energetic, huh," Lucas said.
"It makes up for him being a general idiot," Dawn shrugged.
"Ah, a moment Dawn," Rowan said, getting the girl's attention. "I just wanted to let you know, if you have any worries, anything you would like to talk about during your journey, feel free to contact me. I will gladly be of assistance."
Dawn raised a skeptical eye at the professor, but nodded in response as she left to go after Barry.
"Professor?" Lucas asked. "Why did you say that all of a sudden?"
"...When I first ran into those kids," Rowan said. "She claimed that Pokémon were the few things that did not anger her. How she said it and how she worded it...there must be some troubled thoughts and secrets the girl is shouldering. As if she harbors a deep resentment towards many things. Going out onto a journey means that she must face whatever it is that is troubling her. I simply wish to let her know that I will always be of assistance, whatever it may be, to the best of my abilities."
"Is that so..." Lucas muttered.
"Of course, I will be counting on you as well in the pokédex expedition," Rowan said. "Do get along with your two new rookies."
"Of course professor," Lucas said, before leaving.
Of course he would get along with the two new recruits. They were just starting off of course. They would need as much help as they can. And he would do his best to help them out if they need it.
After all, he has the most experience out of the three.
"So Professor Rowan asked you two to do something that big," Johanna commented as she poured a cup of tea for Dawn, Barry, Mrs. Pearl and herself. "Honestly actually did see this one coming."
"So I wasn't the only one," Dawn said as she took a sip out of her cup as Turtwig nibbled on a poffin.
"Wait, everyone saw that coming but not me?!" Barry exclaimed in shock as Wukong was munching on a cookie.
"Well I mean it was pretty obvious it would end up like this," Dawn said.
"Alright you two," Mrs. Pearl interjected, carrying with her a brown shoulder bag. "You two need to be prepared for anything out there."
"What's that?" Barry asked as Mrs. Pearl gave him the bag.
"Your stuff," Mrs. Pearl explained. "Johanna and I figured this would happen so we prepared your stuff."
At that notion, Johanna produced a white bag and two journals from the closet and presented it to Dawn, which she accepted.
"There, it has all the essentials you'll need," Johanna said. "Including medicinal items, pokéballs, a town map and changes of clothes."
"Thanks Mom," Dawn said.
"And here," Johanna continued, presenting the two journals to them. "A Journal for you two to keep track of what happened on a daily basis. Outta be useful as a diary of sorts."
"Thanks Mrs. Berlitz!" Barry exclaimed as they accepted the journals.
"Gee, a journey full of adventure," Johanna sighed. "I envy you, kiddo. Plus you're not alone. You have your Pokémon with you, and Barry. I wish I could go instead."
'I wouldn't mind if you came along with us...' Dawn thought, still not liking the idea of leaving her mother behind.
"Hehe, I'm just joking, dear!" Johanna laughed, sporting a teasing expression. "Don't worry Dawn, I'll be all right by myself here, so you go and enjoy your adventure!"
Dawn didn't exactly know how to feel about that. Happy since her mother assured her that she would be fine. Sad and guilty that she had to leave her mother here in the first place. Mad, even, that her mother would make a joke like that and tease her emotions so callously, even if she didn't mean to. Well, at least to her it was callous.
Dawn shook it off, summing it up to her mother cheering her up and being optimistic in her own way.
"When you're exposed to new things, and experience new sensations... It makes your mother happy, too," Johanna sighed. "...But come back sometimes. I would like to see the kinds of Pokémon you've caught, dear."
"...Of course Mom..." Dawn said. 'No promises...unfortunately...but I can't let her know that.'
"And you Barry," Mrs. Pearl addressed her son. "Since Johanna said pretty much what I was going to tell you, you make sure you keep Dawn out of harm's way. And don't do anything stupid or reckless."
"I know, Mom," Barry said, before becoming more determined. "I'll make sure no one messes with Dawn!"
"And if you do see your dad, tell him I'll be waiting when he comes back," Mrs. Pearl said with a dark glint in her eye.
"Well that's if I do end up finding Dad," Barry shrugged.
"Alright then, now have fun out there," Mrs. Pearl said. "And stay safe!"
"Will do Mom," Barry smiled. "Alright Dawn, you ready?"
Dawn nodded, before getting herself ready as Turtwig went up to her, while Wukong jumped onto Barry's shoulder. Barry went out of the house, with Dawn following the blonde, leaving the two adults to themselves.
"But still, a journey huh," Mrs. Pearl said.
"Yeah," Johanna sighed. "I'm sure Dawn's glad to have found a reason to get out of here."
"And you're alright with that?" Mrs. Pearl asked. "I mean they're both around that age, and Barry is still a teenage boy and Dawn is still a teenage girl with a dangerously short skirt and it's not like she doesn't hate Barry or anything..."
"Oh please," Johanna scoffed. "Dawn would castrate Barry before he could even molest her; much less rape her. It's not like she actually punches harder than Barry anyways, and Barry knows better and won't do that because he respects Dawn too much to actually try and rape her. ...Wow I can't believe we're talking about your son potentially raping my daughter."
"Oh unfortunately..." Mrs. Pearl sighed. "But beside the point...are you sure it's okay to let her go out into the world like that...?"
"...I can't keep her here forever," Johanna replied with a melancholic tone. "She would want nothing more than to just leave this place where everyone ostracizes her and treats her like a witch, even if it means leaving me here behind. I don't mind; as long as Dawn's happy, then I'm happy."
"Johanna..."
"...Although...those two would make a cute couple, considering Barry's pretty much the only guy around her age that she actually likes," Johanna admitted.
"That is true," Mrs. Pearl agreed.
"...If anything, she's going to be on top if they do decide to do it."
Mrs. Pearl simply sighed.
Lucas took a glance at his pokétch, noting how it was starting to head towards twilight and sighed. Currently the boy, under orders of Professor Rowan, was to intercept the two new trainers; whom Rowan suspected would return home to confirm with their parents that they would be going on the journey; and teach them about the basic facilities of outer towns, such as pokécenters and pokémarts, along with teaching them how to catch a Pokémon.
Standing next to him was a small light-blue penguin with a dark blue head with a primarily white face and a short yellow beak. The penguin crossed his flippers across its chest area, stamping the ground impatiently.
"-Late!-" the penguin roared to himself. "-Absolutely unacceptable! They keep us waiting!-"
"Calm down, Piplup," Lucas sighed. "It's not like they're expecting us to be waiting for them anyways."
Piplup simply huffed, while Lucas sighed at his starter Pokémon. He couldn't help it; piplups were naturally prideful Pokémon after all. The boy simply went back to waiting, glancing back at his pokétch from time to time. He didn't understand why he had to do this. Sure they were from a dead end town like Twinleaf (although Sandgem wasn't much of an improvement), but surely they knew what a pokémart, or at least what a pokécenter was. And it wasn't like catching a Pokémon was rocket science. It all boiled down to throwing a pokéball at a Pokémon at the right time; preferably when it's weakened by your own Pokémon.
But he would do it anyways. He was Professor Rowan's assistant after all; and is more experienced than them. He needed to set an example as a more experienced trainer.
"So what kind of Pokémon are you gonna get, Dawn?"
"I don't know...as long as it doesn't annoy me..."
Lucas looked up and glanced to the entrance of Sandgem Town to see the two trainers he was waiting for; the blonde one talking up a storm excitedly to the brooding bluenette, with the turtwig and chimchar walking in front of them.
"There they are," Lucas said. "Hey!"
The two looked up to see him, exchanged glances and walked up to him.
"Hey, it's the weird French dude," Barry commented, causing Lucas to twitch slightly.
"At least remember his name, dumbass," Dawn sighed, before glancing to Lucas slightly apologetically. "Sorry about that...Lucas, right?"
"Well at least someone remembers my name," Lucas laughed it off. "Anyways, the Professor wanted me to show you two around the basic facilities, such as pokécenters and pokémarts, and he wanted me to teach you two how to catch a Pokémon."
"Lead the way then," Dawn said, wanting to get on with it and over with.
"Alright then," Lucas nodded as he guided the two to the town's pokécenter. "By the way, did you two already inform your parents about the pokédex?"
"Yeah," Dawn mumbled.
"Alright," Lucas said, as they stopped at the red facility. "This is the pokécenter. You can get your Pokémon healed if it's been hurt in battle. You two need to heal your Pokémon?"
"Nah, we didn't run into much trouble anyways," Barry smiled.
"Alright then, that's good. You'll find a Pokémon Center in most towns," Lucas nodded, before leading them to another building with a blue roof on it. "Over here, the building with the blue roof is the pokémart. It's a shop where you can buy and sell all sorts of items. Since you're both rookie trainers, you won't be able to buy very much stuff for now. Don't worry about it, OK?"
"Hey who're you calling rookies?!" Barry questioned, sounding offended.
"Well, I mean he's not wrong," Dawn said.
"...Anyways," Lucas decided to ignore Barry. "Now, we should be heading out to Route 202. I'll show you two how to catch a Pokémon out there."
Grumbling that he got ignored by the weird French dude, Barry scowled as he followed Lucas and Dawn out to Route 202.
"Is your friend okay?" Lucas whispered to Dawn.
"He'll be fine," Dawn rolled her eyes. "You probably just hurt his pride that's all. He'll get over it."
"If you say so," Lucas said. "Also...is he always like that?"
"Always like what?"
"Well...he's pretty...'loud'...and eccentric...to say the least."
"He's always been an idiot, don't worry about it too much. Although he does have his pride; and he's not an average rookie, anyways."
"What do you mean by that?" Lucas asked.
"His father is an experienced trainer," Dawn explained. "And Barry's been learning under him, until he left. So assuming he still remembers the lessons he learned from his father, he should be better than the average rookie."
"...That's...pretty unexpected, to be honest," Lucas admitted. He hadn't expected that much about the blonde idiot.
"Well you tend to know these kinds of things if the idiot's your only friend," Dawn shrugged.
"He's you're only friend?" Lucas asked, giving her a pitying look.
"Yes, pity me if you must," Dawn rolled her eyes in irritation. "However, he's my idiot. He means the best."
"Must be tough then," Lucas said sympathetically. "Especially if you only have him as a friend."
"...I can only guess why you don't seem to like Barry," Dawn leered at him. "Understandable, since he called you a 'weird French dude' like twice, and didn't even remember your name. Although I'd advise if you didn't just automatically scorn him simply based on a bad first impression."
"Oh? Pretty fervent on defending your friend there, are we?" Lucas asked.
"But of course," Dawn said. "He's my only friend after all."
Lucas stared at Dawn intriguingly. The girl never dropped her stoic expression and uncaring gaze in her rather exotic platinum-colored eyes throughout the whole conversation; even when he was offhandedly insulting her own friend; betraying no emotions. She was unreadable. He didn't know what to think of her, or what she could possibly be thinking of him or about anyone in general.
She was interesting, simply put it.
As far as Barry was concerned, he didn't like the weird French dude.
He was ignoring him and striking up a conversation with Dawn as they headed out to Route 202.
Now, that wouldn't normally be a problem for Barry. The weird French dude seemed to be treating Dawn nice enough, and Barry would be more than happy for Dawn to make more friends that weren't just him and her imaginary friend with the admittedly badass name.
No the problem was how the weird French dude thought of him.
Unknown to the weird French dude, Barry had rather perceptive hearing, and was able to overhear the conversation he was having with Dawn. While he dismissed Dawn's insults directed to him (since that was the norm and he knew better than to actually take them to heart), Frenchy had the gall to insult him behind his back. He could easily tell that Frenchy McGee didn't think fondly of him, if their first impression and how Lucas kept soundly ignoring him back in Sandgem was any proof at that. His indirect and subtle insults regarding the blonde boy was just icing on the cake. Not to mention Sir French-a-lot besmirched his pride as a trainer beforehand, acting as if he was the superior trainer or some dumb stuff like that. Sure Wukong was his first Pokémon, but he learned everything he knew from Dad, and Dad was one of the best trainers he knew! If anything, he was way better than those snot-nosed brats that kept picking on Dawn before she traumatized them for life (which they deserved), and he was damn sure that he was better than French Baguette Boy over here.
All this warranted Barry to not like Beret Boy. And contrary to his initial thoughts, he would be damned if Dawn became friends with this twat.
"Alright, we're here," Frenchy MacGuffin announced. "You two are new to this right? So I'll demonstrate how to catch a Pokémon, so just watch, okay?"
"Hold up, Frenchy!" Barry interjected. "We don't need you to show us how to catch a Pokémon!"
"...Is that so?" Frencher glanced at Barry with a rather haughty glance (at least to him). "And you know any better?"
"Catching a Pokémon isn't hard to understand!" Barry shot back. "You just need to find one, weaken it with your Pokémon, and then hurl a pokéball at it! What's hard to understand about that?! And I don't like that arrogant tone of yours!"
"I don't exactly recall thinking myself of being arrogant," he muttered. "I was just kindly offering you two a demonstration of how to catch a Pokémon."
"And I'm saying that we don't need that," Barry shot back. "In fact, I can show Dawn how to catch a Pokémon better than you."
Barry and French Almighty glared at each other, where Dawn simply glanced at the two boys with a rather disinterested look.
"Oh really now?" Arrogant French Dude said. "Alright then."
Napoleon glanced over to a nearby patch of grass, where he spotted a blue bat-like Pokémon and an avian Pokémon with primarily grayish-brown plumage resting at a nearby tree. Now normally Barry would question what a zubat is doing in Route 202, since they weren't known to be normally located here, but he didn't care at the moment. He had bigger French fish to fry right now.
"We'll demonstrate how to catch a Pokémon, using the zubat and starly over there," Stupid Arrogant Frencher declared. "I'll go for the zubat. You go for the starly. Whichever captures their target first and better wins. How's that sound?"
"Sounds good to me," Barry smirked, motioning Wukong to get ready. "We'll show you!"
"We'll just see now, won't we?" Arrogant Frenchy McGee snarled, motioning his piplup to get ready as well.
"-Alright, we'll show you!-" Wukong roared excitedly, not understanding the venom going on between his trainer and Lucas.
"-Hmph, just don't make a fool out of yourself,-" Piplup chastised, fully understanding the venom going on between his trainer and the blonde fool, even if he thought it was foolish in its own right.
Those two completely forgot about her as they waged a full-on battle against the two flying-types.
"Idiots..." Dawn rolled her eyes as Wukong shot a stream of embers at the bird. "They're just indulging in their own clash of egos."
Dawn and Turtwig watched as the two competed against one another, fighting their own respective target and occasionally each other. The girl knew that Barry didn't like Lucas, and Lucas didn't have the best opinion about Barry. Of course they would clash heads the moment something ignited it. She could only imagine what kind of derogative terms Barry thought of and used to label Lucas as they made it to the route. Probably something to do with French. Honestly just because Lucas is wearing a beret, doesn't mean he's French. That's just insulting to actual French people. Or Kalosians, whichever you prefer to call them as. They don't seem to mind so long as you're not racist to them.
Glancing at the two new Pokémon in front of her, she decided to test out that pokédex she was trusted with.
"Starly, the starling Pokémon. Because they are weak individually, they form groups. However, they bicker if the group grows too big."
"Zubat, the bat Pokémon. It checks its surroundings and location using reflections of the ultrasonic waves from its mouth."
"Huh, this is actually pretty useful," Dawn commented as she read through the data the pokédex provided for her, before deciding to scan the three starters as well.
"Turtwig, the tiny leaf Pokémon. The shell on its back is made of soil. On a very healthy turtwig, the shell should feel moist."
"Chimchar, the chimp Pokémon. It is very agile. Before going to sleep, it extinguishes the flame on its tail to prevent fires."
"Piplup, the penguin Pokémon. A poor walker, it often falls down. However, its strong pride makes it puff up its chest without a care."
Dawn glanced at the provided data, before glancing at Barry and Wukong, and then at Lucas and Piplup.
"Like Pokémon, like trainer, I suppose," Dawn shrugged, before glancing down at Turtwig. "Are you holding out alright?"
"-Yeah,-" Turtwig nodded. "-How come Barry and Lucas are fighting?-"
"Well, because these two don't like each other very much," Dawn explained softly. "And they apparently find the need to butt heads when it's not necessary and arguably stupid."
"-Uh huh...-" Turtwig mumbled, as he saw Wukong take a tackle from the starly, while Piplup shot a stream of bubbles at the zubat, who flew out of the way. "-By the way, why did you ignore me back at the lab? Did I...do something wrong?-"
"Oh don't worry, I wasn't ignoring you, nor did you do anything wrong," Dawn smiled and assured the tiny turtle. "It's just that no one else is supposed to know that I can understand you all. I just needed to keep that part a secret."
"-Oh, okay,-" Turtwig sighed in relief. "-So...what do we do now...?-"
"Well since the boys are busy trying to prove their masculinity," Dawn commented, glancing over to Barry and Lucas. "Why don't we look for our own prey?"
Dawn looked around, as Turtwig ventured out into another patch of grass. Not even a moment passed, as a new Pokémon; a quadruped, light blue feline Pokémon resembling a lynx kitten, pooped up, glaring at Turtwig intimidatingly. Turtwig cowered away slightly, while Dawn looked intrigued, scanning the small kitten.
"Shinx, the flash Pokémon," the pokédex read. "The extension and contraction of its muscles generates electricity. It glows when in trouble."
"Interesting, an electric-type," Dawn pursed her lips to form a smile. "You'll do nicely."
The shinx growled as it got ready to fight. Turtwig, despite being intimidated, got ready to fight.
"Tackle!"
Turtwig charged at Shinx, who met the tackle with its own. The two smashed into each other, before falling back. Shinx growled as it got back up, before leering at Turtwig.
"Withdraw."
Turtwig withdrew into his shell, avoiding having to look at the leer. After waiting for Turtwig to get back out, Shinx gave up and resumed attacking Turtwig with a Bite attack, doing its best to gnaw at Turtwig's shell.
"Get out of the shell," Dawn calmly commanded.
On her command, Turtwig shot out of his shell, smashing his head into Shinx, and ripping it off of his shell.
"Now, Absorb."
As Shinx faltered onto the ground, Turtwig shot several red beams from its leaf at Shinx, hitting it with them and proceeding to drain it of its energy and healing himself with said energy.
"That should be good enough," Dawn commented, reaching into her bag and taking out a fresh new pokéball, before proceeding to toss it at the shinx.
The ball hit Shinx, shooting itw own red beam at the feline and absorbing it into the ball, before the sphere landed onto the ground. It shook two times, but then suddenly broke open, freeing Shinx from it.
"Or maybe not," Dawn blinked. She didn't expect that to happen, to be honest.
"-That won't be enough to contain me!-" Shinx growled.
"Well in my defense, Turtwig did manage to do some considerable damage to you," Dawn retorted amused.
"-Wait, can you understand me?-" Shinx asked, tilting its head curiously.
"Whether you believe me or not is up to you, but yes, I can understand you," Dawn replied.
"-Holy–! That's cool!-" Shinx exclaimed excitedly. "-So you can understand what I'm saying right now?!-"
"Uh huh," Dawn smiled.
"-That's so cool!-" Shinx exclaimed.
"-Right?-" Turtwig agreed.
"-You gotta let me join you guys! Please!-" Shinx began begging. "-That would be so cool hanging out with you guys!-"
"Well I did try to capture you, but you did resist," Dawn pointed out.
"-Oh okay then! I won't resist this time!-" Shinx assured her. "-Promise!-"
Giggling, Dawn took out another pokéball and proceeded to hurl it at Shinx, who was much more inviting this time. The ball hit Shinx, repeating the process from before, only this time, the ball containing Shinx shook three times, before flashing slightly, signaling that the capture was successful. Satisfied, Dawn went over to pick up the pokéball, and released Shinx back into the open.
"Looks like you're my first caught Pokémon," Dawn said. "I'm Dawn. And this is Turtwig. Let's get along."
"-Alright!-" Shinx exclaimed excitedly.
"Alright, let's heal up those wounds of yours," Dawn said, taking out a potion her mother packed for her.
"Wukong, Ember once more!"
"Piplup Bubble!"
Wukong shot another stream of embers at Starly, while Piplup shot another stream of bubbles at Zubat. Starly dove down and struck Chimchar, while Zubat avoided the bubbles and sunk its fangs into the penguin.
"Tch," Lucas clicked his tongue.
"Heh! Not so tough now, huh?!" Barry taunted.
"Like you're one to talk," the boy growled back.
Wukong got back up from Starly's sudden assault, while Piplup managed to smack Zubat away from him.
"-Yo, you alright over there?-" Wukong asked.
"-Hmph, I don't need your sympathy,-" Piplup huffed.
"Wukong, Scratch!"
"Piplup, wait for Zubat to attack, then use Pound!"
Wukong snarled before lunging at Starly, while Piplup eyed Zubat as it circled around him. Starly couldn't avoid it in time as Wukong sunk his claws into the bird, while Zubat decided to lunge at Piplup, who smacked it away with his flippers as it got close.
"Now, Bubble!"
Wukong proceeded to suplex Starly into the ground, while Piplup shot bubbles while Zubat was still down. The bubbles pelted Zubat relentlessly, while Starly was smashed into the ground. The two flying-types fell to the ground, exhausted from the attacks inflicted.
"Alright!" Barry exclaimed, taking out a pokéball. "Now's the chance!"
"Time to throw the pokéball!" Lucas exclaimed, taking out his own pokéball.
The two boys hurled their pokéballs at their respective targets, smacking them with the sphere and sucking them into it via red laser. The two balls hit the ground, where they shook three time,s before flashing and stopping movement.
"And there it is," Lucas huffed.
"Alright!" Barry cried happily, going over to pick up his pokéball. "I caught a starly!"
"Yes, good for you," Lucas rolled his eyes as he went over to pick up his pokéball. 'Can't believe I tied with him.'
"Yo Dawn, you saw that!? That's how you catch a–," Barry turned to Dawn, but stopped as he saw her petting her shinx that she caught while they were busy catching their own members. "Where did that guy come from?"
"Caught him while you two were busy clashing your own egos," Dawn said matter-of-factly. "By the way, it's already nightfall."
The two boys looked up to see that in fact, night had already fallen, and it was pitch dark outside, the closest light source being Wukong's fire.
"Wow..." Barry mumbled for a moment, before facing Dawn excitedly. "So did you see how I caught that starly?"
"Yes, I saw you catch the starly," Dawn assured her friend. "You did well. You too Lucas."
The grey-haired boy looked up to Dawn, as she began to converse with an excited Barry. She managed to catch the shinx in half the time they took to catch their target. Not to mention the blonde idiot managed to keep up with him in terms of battling and catching the Pokémon, much to Lucas's chagrin.
"You see that, Frenchy!?" Barry boasted. "I'm not just some rookie after all!"
"Yes...it would seem so..." Lucas decided to comply. "...And it's Lucas."
"Heh?" Barry asked.
"My name. Lucas Diamond," Lucas grumbled. "I'd rather you call me that than 'Frenchy' or 'Weird French Dude', or whatever your mind conceived to label me with."
"Huh. Okay then," Barry nodded, before putting his smile back on. "The name's Barry!"
"Yeah, I know," Lucas rolled his eyes. "Although it's pretty dark outside. You two should head back to Sandgem and check into the pokécenter for the night."
"What about you?" Dawn asked.
"I have a home in Sandgem," Lucas replied. "I don't need the pokécenter."
"Alright then," Barry agreed. "Alright, Dawn, let's go!"
Barry recalled Wukong and made his way back to town, with Lucas and Dawn following from behind after they recalled their Pokémon.
"So how was it? Competing with that idiot?" Dawn asked Lucas as they followed him, with her following behind Lucas.
"...He's a lot better than I expected," Lucas admitted begrudgingly.
"But of course," Dawn huffed. "He does know a lot more about being a trainer and whatnot than compared to the average youngster-class trainers you'd find in the starting level."
"Just wish he was a bit more...I don't know, mature," Lucas muttered.
"Is that so? I personally find his immaturity and energy quite appealing," Dawn replied. "Although he could learn to be a bit more mature, yes."
"I guess I should improve myself, if I tied with him," Lucas joked.
"Don't judge a book by its cover, they always say," Dawn said rather whimsically. "You should look into that. Oh and before I go..."
Lucas was about to glance back to Dawn, but stopped jerking his head to her direction. An extreme pressure surged from behind him, seemingly choking the boy. The boy slowly glanced behind, seeing the shadowy spike emerging from the shade between him and Dawn, and her predacious expression accompanied by gleaming platinum eyes and a sadistic, almost bloodthirsty and threatening smile.
"Try and harm Barry in any way, shape, or form, I dare you," Dawn hissed. "You'll be wishing to Arceus you died another way when I'm done with you."
"O-Of course..." Lucas stuttered in fear.
"Just so that we're clear," Dawn smiled as the shadowy spike disintegrated. "Oh and snitching on me will yield the same results, so don't if you still want to live another day."
The slate grey-haired boy waited until Dawn past him and caught up to Barry, and they were both out of sight, before collapsing to his knees, panting heavily.
"What...the fuck...?" Lucas mouthed.
He couldn't even begin to comprehend what just happened. Nothing could make sense that would explain what that dark spike was that hanged behind him, ready to rip his neck from behind. Not to mention the sudden jump in malice he felt from Dawn the moment she threatened him. It was as if she was a completely different person. It terrified him witless. Lucas managed to get back on his feet, before staring at the direction the two new trainers went. Did Barry know about that? And if he does, how does he act so friendly and cheerful around such a vehement force of malice?
If Barry was quite possibly the most infuriating person he had ever met, then Dawn was perhaps the more interesting, and at the same time, the most frightening person he has ever met.
After healing up their Pokémon, Dawn and Barry retired to the room they rented for the night, with Barry crashing on the bed on the right, while Dawn took the one on the other side of the room.
"Phew, what a day," Barry sighed tiredly. "I'm beat."
"You seemed to have fun though," Dawn said.
"You bet!" Barry grinned. "I already took my first step to become a trainer, and I one-upped that arrogant prick!"
"Do you know his name at least?"
"Yeah, Lucas, right?"
"Good boy."
"Oh yeah that reminds me," Barry said, taking out Starly's pokéball. "I still need to give this guy a nickname."
Barry stared at Starly's pokéball for a period of time, expression deep in thought, until he snapped his fingers.
"Alright! You're now Hawkeye!" Barry declared. "You like that name?"
"Starly's still in the pokéball," Dawn pointed out.
"Hm...You're right," Barry agreed. "Ah well, I'll tell him tomorrow morning."
"Let's hope you remember by then," Dawn jokingly chastised as she covered herself with a blanket.
"I totally will! It's such a cool nickname, I'll totally remember it!" Barry grinned. "Alright, goodnight, Dawn."
"'Night, Barry," Dawn yawned.
Quickly enough, Barry fell asleep, snoring quietly to himself as he dove into a deep slumber. Dawn, on the other hand, glanced at the blonde to make sure that he was sound asleep.
"...Giratina..." Dawn mumbled.
'You've had quite the day,' her imaginary friend replied.
"At least we started off in one piece," Dawn sighed.
'Verily,' Giratina agreed. 'Now then, shall we get to business?'
"So, what do you want me to do?" Dawn asked.
'You remember that shard from years ago, right?' Giratina asked. 'The one that you took in when you were a child?'
Dawn grimaced, gripping her hand tightly. Oh she remembered that shard. It 'gifted' her with her powers, and at the same time threw a hideous stigma on her in the form of being known as a 'witch'. It didn't matter if she dealt with the thief or not; everyone who was there save her parents, and everyone who heard the news about it labeled her as a witch.
"...What about it?" Dawn asked bitterly.
'What if I told you that there was more than one of those?'
"...What?" Dawn asked flatly, her eyes widening in shock.
'Did you honestly believe that shard was a 'one of a kind'?' Giratina asked.
"Well I would assume so, since no one else ended up becoming a social pariah," Dawn grumbled.
'Well tough luck, there's more shards like that out there in this region of Sinnoh,' Giratina explained. 'Although no one seemed to have either found them, or if they did, they most likely haven't touched them.'
"How would you know?" Dawn asked suspiciously.
'Just like I'm connected to you, I'm connected to the other shards,' Giratina answered. 'Since none of them have been altered in any way, shape or form, you can still get them.'
"...So that's it, huh?" Dawn asked. "You want me to collect the other shards."
'Precisely,' Giratina answered. 'I'm merely just your imaginary friend, so there's nothing I can do about it. But you however, Dawn...you can. I want you to collect the remaining shards that are scattered across Sinnoh.'
"How will this benefit you?" Dawn asked. What would a figment of her imagination do with a physical source of power anyways?
'Once we get all the shards, you'll see,' Giratina assured her. 'Will you do this, Dawn? Will you grant me this one request?'
"...Is this why you became my friend?" Dawn asked. "So that you can use me like this?"
'I won't deny that I am using you for this task, since I lack the power and means of doing it myself, obviously,' Giratina admitted. 'But I have no one else to turn to. You are my only companion who understands me. Aren't we best friends?'
Dawn thought about it. Giratina was her friend. He helped her through tough times; made life bearable, in spite of the constant fear and hate that was directed to her. And who's to say that some crazy lunatic wouldn't see the news about her and try to get their own powers by acquiring one of the shards? What would happen if powers similar to hers were given to someone with far more malevolent intents?
...No, she decided. These powers were hers and hers alone. No one, especially no villain or lunatic would have the chance to obtain them for themselves. She would get all the shards for herself and Giratina. If he wanted her to collect them so badly, then that must mean they have some value to him.
Not to mention the possible perks she could obtain by getting more shards. If one shard could bring her reputation to that of a heretic with abilities that couldn't be replicated anywhere else, then what could a second shard bring? Or third? Or fourth?
Why, imagine the possibilities if she got all of them. No one would match her. No one would dare call her a 'witch', lest they suffer for it. No one could touch her.
Perhaps...not even Arceus himself.
"...I'll do it," was her answer.
She couldn't see it, but she could imagine Giratina smirking at the answer, whatever his smirk would look like.
'Thank you, Dawn,' Giratina said. 'I promise you, we will obtain our peace once we get all the shards.'
"If you say so," Dawn said.
'But now, you should get some rest,' Giratina advised. 'Starting tomorrow, we will change our destinies.'
"But of course," Dawn replied. "Goodnight, Giratina."
'Goodnight Dawn,' Giratina replied, before she could feel the voice disappear into the depths of her conscious.
September 14, 2008
Well, Mom did give me this journal so that I can record what happened at the end of the day, so might as well go through with it.
A lot happened really. From getting the pokédex to officially starting my journey to getting a new Pokémon on my team. Shinx should prove to be pretty strong. Plus, he's pretty cute. Just like Turtwig.
I had to leave Mom and Mrs. Pearl behind that backwater town. I still feel bad; really I would've been perfectly fine if she decided to accompany Barry and I on our journey, but that's just my wishful thinking; my own selfishness. I can't sulk about it forever. Perhaps one day, I'll be able to buy a really big house; somewhere far away from Twinleaf. And then I can bring Mom with me and we can live there in peace.
Professor Rowan seems to be an understanding person, despite looking pretty intimidating. Perhaps I can trust him. Who knows. Only time can tell.
Lucas...seems to be nice enough. I mean he's not the worst being in the world; he wasn't automatically scared at me. Sure he pitied me for having to deal with Barry 24-7, but then again a lot of people would do that if their first impression of the boy was him labeling him as a French person simply because he was wearing a beret. Honestly, I can't tell whether Barry's racist, or just ignorant to what he says. I like to think it's the latter. It pisses off less people. Although I was still kinda ticked off when he kept indirectly putting him down. Barry has his qualities damn it! He's just an idiot is all.
...That's not exactly convincing, is it? Idfc I know what I mean.
To me, they're both just as bad. Barry's a hotheaded idiot with the maturity of a ten-year-old that you can piss off easily, while Lucas, at least to me right now, is a prick who's prejudice to people and secretly arrogant. Obviously they wouldn't like each other. Oh well, maybe my opinion about him will change with time. Maybe not. Maybe Barry will become a little more mature. Who knows.
Apparently there are more than that one shard from that day eight years ago. The fact that more of those actually exist frighten me. What happens if a crazy asylum patient or some megalomaniac gets their hand on one of them? That's something I would rather prevent at all costs. Which brings us to what Giratina wants me to do.
He wants me to collect the other shards before anyone else. And apparently by doing so, our wishes would come true. That's something I could get behind. So that's my goal now. To collect the other shards.
...What was Giratina's wish? Why did he want to collect the shards? What would he gain out of it? Perhaps he just wanted to become real with the powers of the shards. Or did he have any ulterior motives? He did admit that he would be using me by doing this...
...No, I'll trust him. He was my best friend, if you discounted Barry. He stuck besides her through everything. He was there to talk to me at night, giving me words of encouragement and comfort and reading me bedtime stories, whenever Mom couldn't. We had an unbreakable bond. I'll trust him. Like I always have. And I'll go hunt down the other shards and then we could get our wishes granted.
And besides, Giratina's my imaginary friend. It's not like he's actually real.
To be continued
AN: Oh Dawn. If only you knew what was inside your head. Well I'm pretty sure that's enough. Dawn and Barry started their journey, they got their first Pokemon, their pokedex, Barry and Lucas don't like each other, and Dawn has a goal in mind; to collect these shards that Giratina's so interested in that's apparently responsible for her powers. Hindsight says you all can probably figure out what the shard is since Gira's involved with it. What happens if she collects them? Well that's for you to find out.
Oh yeah, and to keep track of the team roster of the main trio:
Dawn: Turtwig / Shinx
Barry: Wukong (Chimchar) / Hawkeye (Starly)
Lucas: Piplup / Zubat
And there's that. Hope you enjoyed that, sorry it took me two months, and hopefully the next chapter doesn't take another two months or something, and as always look forward to the next chapter. See ya next time.
