Pokemon belongs to Nintendo. Anyway sorry for the long wait. Hopefully, I can be somewhat regular with updates in the future. Criticism is welcome, it's been way too long since I've done creative writing.

10 years ago...

"A-ma, who are they?" asked the young prince Gilgamesh pointing towards the caravans stationed near the outskirts of the castle as he played in the balcony. His mother Enkidu, the queen of Almia replied, "That is a caravan of Gardevoir." Picking him up so he could have a better look she continued, "They are well known as merchants all over the region."

"Hey, I'm not a kid anymore! Let me down!" said Gilgamesh as he jumped away. "I'm gonna go see them." "Be careful Gil and ask dad to buy me a moonstone," was all he heard as he sprinted down the castle stairwell and out the courtyard till he reached the area where the caravans were stationed.

There he saw his father, the King of Almia, speaking to a green humanoid with crimson red eyes. "A-ba, why are they green? They look weird," blurted Gilgamesh upon which he got a stern look from his father. "What did I say about respect Gil? Apologise to him at once!" "Sorry Mr. Gardevoir," said Gilgamesh and his father sighed, "Elrond is a Gallade for Arceus' sake."

From behind the lithe frame of the Gallade peered a small figure. It was a bit shorter than Gil and had green hair in a neat bowl cut. Their eyes met and he felt a slight probing sensation in his head.

"Huh! My head feels weird!" he exclaimed. His father chuckled, "She's just saying hi, son. Go show her around the palace" and glanced towards the Gallade for agreement.

Elrond nodded, "That would be great, Arwen needs a break from traveling with the caravans all the time. You two just be careful, and don't stray too far away from the palace."

Smiling, Gilgamesh nodded towards them and shouted excitedly, "Let's go!"

Arwen followed him as he ran towards the palace. "A-ma wants a moonstone..." was the last thing the two fathers heard from him as they sped away. Soon, they were in the palace gardens and Gilgamesh stopped to catch his breath. He noticed that Arwen was not even panting.

"Oh! Do Gardevoir not get tired?" he asked. "Ralts! Ra, ra-ralts!" was all he got in reply.

He wondered why she could not speak. She sensed this and and slowly walked towards him and leaned forward. Gilgamesh was about to step back but he felt a calming sensation in his head. Finally, Arwen placed her frontal red horn on his forehead and he felt a mental bridge being formed. She then slowly leaned back, careful not to lose her focus.

'Can you understand me now?' he could hear her ask telepathically. 'This is amazing' he thought and before he could speak Arwen relayed 'I can do that because I am a Psychic type Pokemon. Also, I'm still just a Ralts, although humans refer to my kind collectively as Gardevoir.'

'I didn't realise you were a Pokemon...' he mused.

'There are many types of Pokemon, and a few of them, mostly Psychic types can speak and think like humans. Wait, didn't the royal scholars teach that to you?'

'I recall a few things, like how some scientists believe that even humans are a Pokemon species which have evolved differently' he said, 'but I am not interested in what those boring old men have to say.'

By now, they were strolling in a mango grove and Gilgamesh was getting the hang of conversing mentally with Arwen.

'So is your name Gil?' Arwen wondered. Gil replied 'Yeah that's my nickname, though my full name is Gilgamesh. And you?' Arwen said, 'I am Arwen of the Emerald clan.'

'Ok, I'll call you Ari then!' Gil said. This surprised Arwen and she said, 'Nobody had ever referred to me by a nickname before...'. Gil said, 'I won't use it if you don't want me to.'

but Arwen quickly interjected, 'Oh no, I am very happy that you thought of a nickname for me.'

Since the two could instantaneously share their feelings and thoughts through the mental link, they got lost in a long and deep conversation until late in the afternoon. It was almost as if they had known each other since their childhood rather than that morning.

They had finally stopped under a tree for some shade when Arwen questioned, 'So what do you do for fun here? Being a prince must be pretty awesome, right?' Gil said, 'Not really, most of my time is spent studying or practicing for my duties when I will be a king. However, I love battle training, especially archery.'

In reality, Gil was known to be have a bit of an ego and couldn't resist this chance to show-off. Hence, to impress his new companion, he picked up a stone from the ground and proclaimed, 'In fact, I'm probably the best marksman for my age in the entire region. Even with a stone.'

Taking aim, Gil accurately nicked a Mango from its stem from a nearby tree, picked it up and handed it over to the Ralts who had an amused expression on her face. "For you, Ari."

Blushing upon hearing his voice after their long silent conversation, Arwen accepted her gift. But, not to be outdone, she focused her psychic energy and used Magical Leaf to cut off several mangoes at once from their stems. Further as the mangoes fell, she used Confusion to make the leaves turn back like a Bonemerang and further cut the mangoes into neat slices as they fell.

The duo didn't even realise when their game turned into an unofficial competition between the two and they mercilessly shot down mangoes and other berries one by one with Gil even using his bow and arrows. Laughing and eating the fruits, they soon began to combine their attacks with Arwen using Confusion on Gil's arrows to bend them and cause them to pierce multiple berries in one shot.

All was well and merry, until Gil mistook a Weedle's head for a berry and shot straight at it. Arwen was able to divert the arrow at the last moment, but it was already too late. The local Beedrill took this as a declaration of war and a large swarm of Beedrill accumulated.

Now, since Ralts are a Psychic/Fairy type Pokemon, Arwen was frozen in fear of the Big/Poison type Beedrill. Wasting no time, Gil grabbed her arm and started running. He suddenly realised why Ralts didn't seem to get tired: They almost floated slightly above the ground and glided to wherever they needed to go!

Soon, they found themselves deep in a forest and it was almost twilight, yet, the Beedrill refused to give up their relentless pursuit. Unfortunately, they soon encountered the shores of a swift flowing river. Since the Beedrill were flying, they were not hampered by the dense undergrowth of shrubs and vines and had almost caught up to the duo.

Gilgamesh was well versed with Pokemon type advantages and knew that Poison or Bug type attacks from such a large swarm of Beedrill would be fatal to Arwen. He was on the verge of tears but shouted, "I'm sorry Ari, I'm responsible for this. But I promise I won't let anything happen to you." He then hugged her and leaned over, forming a human shield between the Beedrill and Ralts. He gritted his teeth as he felt numerous stingers plunge into his back and his sides but he could feel a sort of determination emanating from Arwen.

Arwen's horn was glowing by now and she was in almost perfect empathetic sync with her newfound friend which was extremely unusual since it usually took even Gardevoir years to form that bond. She was awash with his feelings of fear, helplessness and pain which just fed back into her own sense of fear. But she soon realised that there were feelings of grit, courage and an overwhelming desire to protect her mixed in there as well.

Soon, the entirety of Arwen's body was glowing. She could not bear seeing Gil in pain and wanted to protect him at all costs. She could feel her Psychic power surging and her body evolving. Gil was almost unconscious by now, buy gazed in amazement as he was no longer large enough to cover her entirely. The glow slowly subsided, and Arwen pushed him aside, stood up and raised a palm, exclaiming, "Kirlia!" as she used Protect. A protective barrier surrounded them, with many Beedrill's stingers getting stuck in it. She then used Magical Leaf to cut off their stingers, instantly killing them.

Taking advantage of her higher speed as a Kirlia, Arwen swiftly dodged the Beedrill's attacks and proceeded to hit them with devastatingly super effective Psychic attacks. Gil could feel rage and anger emanating from her. The Beedrill swarm began to disperse but Arwen didn't stop her attacks and proceeded to use Psychic to slam a large amount of Beedrill into the river, drowning them. Gil's body was racked with poison but he was getting worried about the blood-lust he could sense from Kirlia's ruthless attacks on the now retreating Beedrill.

Gil knew that the Beedrill attack was just a natural reaction and that Arwen would have blood on her hands if she continued the massacre. So, to distract her, he yelled, "Ari, I need you to find me a Pecha Berry or I think I'm gonna die from the poison" which was almost the truth.

This snapped Arwen out of her rampage and she immediately picked some Pecha Berries from a bush which happened to luckily be in the vicinity and fed them one by one to Gil whose head she gently placed on her lap. There were tears in her eyes as she sobbed, 'Don't you dare die on me prince. I wouldn't be able to forgive you if you died like this...' while mumbling, "Kirliaa~ Kir kir kir..."

The Pecha berries worked their charm and soon the prince opened his eyes to see the widest smile he had ever seen from Arwen who was peering down at him with relief and joy. He couldn't help but blush and grin himself. The feeling of relief and the release of stress caused both of them to start laughing and giggling.

Arwen said, 'I know my lap is comfortable but we do need to get back to the palace you know... Our parents are gonna be worried sick.' Embarrassed, Gil said, 'I don't mind staying this way a little longer. Honestly, I can't even get up right now.'

Arwen nodded and lifted him into the air with her Psychic. 'I guess I'll just have to lift you till there. You better think of what explanation your gonna give our parents.' Gil was too exhausted by this point and drifted off to sleep as he was being carried to the palace.

This first meeting between Gilgamesh - a young prince and Arwen - a daughter of the Emerald Gardevoir clan would cause their fates to be forever intertwined and change the course of history of the Pokemon World.

This story is T rated and I intend to keep it that way, but if enough people want a lemon, I'll include it as a stand alone one-shot later.