So I'm updating this again. Hope you enjoy!

Amy47101 does not own pokémon.

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The Adventure Saga

Enlightening the Soul

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Adrenaline was almost as good as painkillers, the Masked Teenager realized. As he jogged away from the now smoking building, he felt no pain at all, at least, not very much. Nothing he couldn't handle. Sirens of police motorcycles wailed past him, ignoring him as he ran away from the scene. Idiots.

He was at the outskirts of Cherrygrove City when the adrenaline finally wore off, and pain hit him like a wave. He leaned against the fencepost, trying to regain his strength. He had to at least get to Violet City if he wanted to get treated. He was a traveller from the Dark Cave... he got attacked in there... that was his excuse. But no one would believe him if he sought out help in Cherrygrove. Why would he head to the city farther away?

"Ohmagosh!" he heard a female voice, and then a hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?!" he growled, jerking back, recognizing Lyra through the slits in his mask. He glanced down at the Chikorita.

"You got a Pokémon at the Lab. What a waste. That's a Pokémon that's too good for a wimp like you." she cocked her head to the side curiously.

"Pardon?" she asked, though not backing off. He let out a low growl.

"Don't you get what I'm saying?" she shook her head.

"Not really. All I know is that you're hurt! You need help." he scowled behind his mask, though she couldn't see it.

"I don't need your help! I too have a good Pokémon." he tossed a pokéball in the air, releasing his Cyndaquil. It let out a low growl, flames bursting on his back. "I'll show you what I mean!" Lyra's face brightened.

"You got a pokémon from Prof. Elm too!" she exclaimed happily. He nearly fell over. Did she not see him sneaking around the lab? Not preparing to steal one? Did she honestly think that Prof. Elm gave it to him? "It's adorable!"

"It's not supposed to be 'adorable'! It's supposed to be menacing!" he exclaimed angrily. How dare she call them adorable!

"Oh, geez... Fine...Let's battle, Chikorita!"

"Pathetic." he growled under his breath. "Cyndaquil, Ember!"

"Oh no! Are you alright, Chikorita?" Lyra asked as Chikorita flew back, trying to put her now flaming leaf out.

"Chik-a!" she exclaimed, the leaf now sporting some minor singe marks, but seemed otherwise fine. She began glaring determinedly at the Cyndaquil she knew, quite literally, since she hatched from her egg. How wonderful it was to finally rival him!

"Okay, Poison Powder!" Lyra exclaimed. Chikorita whipped her leaf in front of her, sending purple powder through the air, dusting over Cyndaquil. The fire-type let out a squeak, shuddering from the poison.

"Cyndaquil, you will not let some silly little powder take you down! Use Ember again!"

"Razor Leaf!" Lyra exclaimed, watching as leaves slashed through Cyndaquil, though some of the leaves burned under Cyndaquils flames on his back. "Tackle!"

"Ember!"

"Dodge it!" Lyra exclaimed. Chikorita skillfully jumped around thee flames, and rammed into Cyndaquil.

"Cyndaquil. Get up." he growled, becoming more and more annoyed by the minute. He wasn't going to let this weakling beat him!

"Your Cyndaquil..." Lyra said. "He fainted..." she stood thoughtfully for a moment, then snapped her fingers. "I know! Here," she held out an Oran Berry to the teen, awaiting him to take it. "That'll heal up his HP, but..." she trailed off, looking up at the trainer. "You might wanna take him to the pokémon center for the poison... and get your injuries checked as well..." The boys fists shook at his sides, rage boiling in him. He smacked the berry away, returning his fallen pokémon.

"I already said I didn't need your help!" he growled. "Are you happy you won?"

"Well, yeah! It's always good to win... but sometimes I feel bad for the pokémon that fainted, you know..." Lyra said thoughtfully.

"That was a rhetorical question!" he growled in exasperation. "And you purely out of luck! If Cyndaquil was stronger, more resistant to the poison..." She blinked.

"What's your name?" she asked. "I'm Lyra!" He was on the verge of slamming his head into the fencepost. There was no getting through to this girl.

"You want to know who I am? I'm going to be the world's greatest Pokémon Trainer." he growled, shoving her to the side and onto the ground. Lyra blinked, staring as his red head as he walked away. She glanced down at the ground, and saw a small square of plastic. Of course, she recognized it as a Trainer Card, and picked it up, wondering if it was possible that there was someone as careless as herself to loose such an important item.

"Silver..." she read aloud, standing up.

"Give that back!" the red head said, snatching the item away before she could catch a glimpse of his picture. "That's my trainer card!"

"S-Silver!" Lyra exclaimed at the suddenness.

"Crap... You saw my name..." he muttered before he turned, sprinting away. Again, Lyra watched his red head bob away until she couldn't see him anymore. Suddenly remembering her mission, she turned, and sprinted in the direction of her hometown.

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"Prof. Elm!" she exclaimed, walking into the police invested crime scene. The police guards glared at her angrily, wondering why a teenage girl was infiltrating with their crime investigation. She walked up to Prof. Elm, who sat in chair rubbing his temples as a policeman talked to him. Krystal stood next to him, a Totodile in her arms. "Prof. Elm, what happened?" Lyra asked. The policeman turned his head in her direction, took one glance at Chikorita, and went into instant accusing mode.

"You! That's quite a rare pokémon you have there." Lyra raised an eyebrow.

"Well, yeah." she responded.

"Rule number one! The guilty one always returns to the seen of the crime!" he said, finger in the air like he planned on giving her a lecture. "So that must mean..." he pointed said finger into Lyra's face, who promptly crossed her eyes to stare at the accusing gesture in front of her nose. "You are the thief who stole the pokémon!"

"What?! That doesn't even make sense!" Krystal shouted in her childhood friends defense.

"Be quiet, young miss, we are dealing with a highly dangerous criminal..." the cop trailed, watching as a rather angry Ethan stomped up to him, his marill-a gift from Krys- following behind him.

"Seriously! Listen to Krys for a minute, and listen to me! She had nothing to do with it! We saw it! It was a red-haired kid!"

"Wearing a weird mask." Krys nodded in confirmation, coming up to Lyra. The cops looked between the three.

"A red haired kid in a weird mask... You must mean Silver!" Lyra exclaimed, before clamping a hand over her mouth. She didn't mean to give Silver away...

"What...?" the cop asked.

"Uh... Um, I battled a boy like that." Lyra said. "His name was Silver."

"Huh." the cop mused. "What did the mask look like?"

"It was completely white, with a weird smile on it..." Lyra said. "I didn't catch any details of his face."

"Two upturned slits for eyes and one downturned slit for a smile." Krys said.

"Sorta like a joker." Ethan added helpfully. The cop nodded, jotting these notes down on his notepad.

"Okay, thank you. Surely this will help with our investigation!" exclaimed the cop, calling to his coworkers, and promptly leaving the building. There was a long silence before Lyra spoke.

"Prof. Elm, what happened?"

"I'm not to sure myself. Suddenly, the lab was engulfed in smoke! The police said it was smoke ball..." Prof. Elm shook his head with a sigh.

"That redheaded boy, Silver," Krys said. "Ran off with Cyndaquil. I grabbed Tododile to go after him, but he got away..."

"You did what you could." Ethan nodded.

"I'm sorry, Ethan. One of the three was supposed to be yours... but Lyra took Chikorita and I don't think I'll be separating Tododile from Krystal anytime soon..."

"It's fine, really!" Ethan said, waving his hand in front of his face. "I've got my Marill from Krys, so nothing to worry about." This seemed to relieve the stress from Prof. Elms face as he turned back to Lyra.

"So what was Mr. Pokémons discovery?" he asked her. Said girl brought out the egg, holding it out to Prof. Elm. He widened his eyes at it while Krys examined it with an observing eye. Ethan let out a low whistle.

"That certainly isn't an egg from Johto." he said, his breeding knowledge kicking in. "In fact, I don't even think it's from Kanto!"

"Still, though... it's just an egg. Mr. Pokémon is always fascinated by eggs." he paused, taking it from her. "Well, since he gave it to us, we might as well find out what secret it holds. I'll keep it for a while to find out about the egg."

"One more thing!" Lyra said, pulling out the pokédex. "Prof. Oak gave me this."

"What?! Professor Oak gave you a Pokédex? Lyra, is that true?" Prof. Elm exclaimed. Lyra simply held up the said device higher. "Th-that's incredible! He is superb at seeing the potential of people as Trainers."

"Prof. Elm requested three pokédex, but one got stolen so another had to be built." Krys said, pulling out her own.

"We got the first two... But you met Prof. Oak and received it from him firsthand! That's great, Lyra!" Ethan said. Lyra smiled, though feeling surprisingly hurt knowing that she was chosen of the three to get a pokédex. Swallowing the emotion back, she smiled.

"Glad I got it in time then, huh?" she said, elbowing Krys jokingly.

"Your Pokémon seem to really like you," Prof. Elm mused, watching as Chikorita stood affectionately next to her "So why don't you...take the Pokémon Gym challenge? If you manage to defeat all the Gym Leaders, you'll eventually challenge the Pokémon League Champion!" he paused. "Or not!" he laughed at his joke, and everyone laughed along to humor him, even though Lyra felt strangely insulted with that.

"Becoming the Champion is not at all easy, but you can certainly challenge Violet City's Gym." Krys said. "I on the other hand, am going to work towards completing the pokédex."

"Oh, and Lyra!" Ethan exclaimed. "Challenging the Gyms scattered around will be a long journey. Before you leave, make sure that you talk to your mom." Lyra nodded, jumping up and rushing out the door.

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"Now Lyra, maybe you could send half your winnings from your battles to me? To save for you?" her mother asked after the initial and awkward talk about how cute Chikorita was. As soon as this question left her mothers mouth, Lyra got extremely angry. Her mother didn't even want her to go on this journey in the first place! Now she wanted her to give her the money she earned and would probably need for supplies? Lyra knew that she didn't need the extra money to begin with ever since her fathers accident...

"No." Lyra said, forcing a smile. "That really won't be necessary."

"But Lyra..." her mother said, taking her daughters hands in her own. Lyra looked down at them. They seemed cold, not literally, but figuratively. "I only want to help you." she flashed a smile, and Lyra looked at her for a long time.

"No... I don't think you do..." Lyra said after a while, standing up, shaking her hands free of her mothers'.

"But Lyra, you're so irresponsible... you may-"

"That's not the point!" Lyra exclaimed. "Listen, ever since Dad died... you just blocked me out to deal with it myself! Krys was always there! Ethan was always there! You... You just pushed me away! And now you're asking for my money that I'm gonna earn! And I'm telling you no!" she stood, shoving her marshmellow hat back on her head, scooping Chikorita into her arms. Her mother rose angrily.

"Lyra Alese Kotone, are leaving me?" she asked coldly.

"Yes, I am." Lyra said, placing her hand on the doorknob.

"If you leave, you can't come back." her mother said, crossing her arms as her daughter paused. She smiled smugly as Lyra turned, taking the stairs two at a time. Crisis averted, she kept her daughter here. Lyra would never-

"I'm ready to go." she said, coming down the stairs, her yellow bag a little bulkier, a Vulpix plush hanging from her hand. "Had a few more things to pack, and I almost forgot Heart!" she held up the plush and waved it around before shoving it in her bag.

"Lyra-" her mother began, voice dripping with warning. Lyra said nothing, opening the door. "Lyra, I was serious. You leave now, don't expect to come back." Lyra paused in the threshold of the door.

"Then send my things to Krys. I'm sure she'll let me stay." she said, not turning around. "Nothing you say is going to stop me." And like that, Lyra stepped out the door, promising she wouldn't look back, she couldn't look back... but somewhere deep in her soul she had to. She was close to Ethan's house when she turned around. She looked back, but all she saw was the wooden door closed, and swore she saw her mother's shadow flitting across the inside of her room through her window. Was she already packing her things...? She was... she was seriously kicking her out?

"Chik-a?" Chikorita asked Lyra as she came to a stop, head tilted downward, shading her eyes. Slowly, Lyra shook her head, lifting her chin.

"Everything is fine, Chikorita." she said, a forced smile on her face. She set down her partner, looking cheerfully onto the route ahead. She shielded her hand with her eyes, and swore she could see Krys's blue pigtails in the distance. "See Krys and Ethan up ahead?" Chikorita squinted, and then nodded. "I'll race you to them. Ready?"

"Chik-a!" exclaimed Chikorita, crouching down and preparing to run.

"Set..." Lyra squinted. Yup, that was definitely Krys and Ethan. She would recognize those blue pigtails and black and yellow cap anywhere! "GO!" And then she sprinted, racing her new partner as quickly as she could. Away from New Bark Town, away from her mother, away from the hateful and doubtful glances. Away from the teasing and the rumors, away from everything.

And this time, she didn't look back.

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This seems like a good place to leave off, I guess. ^.^

Okay, there were always several things that... bugged me about these games. And one of them was... the police. SERIOUSLY?! I mean, c'mon, you guys report to a stolen pokémon from Prof. Elm, but don't do a damn darned thing to stop Team Rocket? REALLY?! But WHY would they do that when they have perfectly fine CHILDREN to hunt down and stop Team Rocket for them. Then all THEY'D have to do is slap on some handcuffs and tow them away. WHICH THEY NEVER DO BECAUSE TEAM ROCKET IS ALWAYS THERE IN THE NEXT DAMN TOWN DAMMIT.

And also, they say that a Togepi egg is an egg that's 'not from Johto', but Togepi is a Johto originated pokémon. WHAT. THE. HELL?! So rest assured, the egg that Lyra received? NOT A TOGEPI. Besides, Togepi will belong to another protagonist in another part of the saga. And I like to give different protagonists different pokémon teams. Just to spice things up a bit. 'Cause we need to keep things AWESOME.

Anyways, read, review, and stay tuned!

Amy47101 signing off! ^.^