The sun was shining warmly, the breeze was gently blowing, and Jason, a young but experienced pokemon trainer, walked calmly through a lush, green forest, accompanied by his partner Eevee. The tall, blond haired teenager was completely at ease, watching the small pokemon in the forest run to and fro. He was headed toward Anzen town, wanting to explore the area and gain some experience battling. Eevee was just content to follow his trainer.

Before too long though, Eevee looked up suddenly and twitched his ears as it paused on the path. "Ee?" Jason stopped and looked back at his partner as he realized he wasn't following him. "What is it Eevee?" The small pokemon then started to run farther into the forest. "Hey! Slow down!" Startled from Eevee's sudden reaction, Jason started to run after him. "Eevee, wait-"

Jason suddenly stopped. Quietly, but clearly, he could hear beautiful music coming from nearby. Following the music carefully, he peeked through some bushes into a small clearing and saw an amazing sight.

Shinx's, Growlithes, Pidgeys, and many other kinds of pokemon (including Jason's Eevee) were swaying gently to the beautiful music, which was coming from a pokemon they were all circled around. The pokemon itself was sitting on a fallen log, and with eyes closed, was playing a small wooden flute. The pokemon was white but had blue legs, and a black wavy matter was flowing from its roundish head. Jason didn't recognize this pokemon, but he just stood and listened to its beautiful melody as it calmed him, while he thought the notes had a hint of sadness in them.

Eevee, who was sitting in front of the bushes where Jason was standing, sighed and relaxed. When the song had finished, the white pokemon lowered its flute and sat silent for a moment without opening its eyes. The young trainer wanted to know more about the pokemon, so he started coming toward it ever so slowly, but he stepped on a twig and startled the many pokemon in the clearing, and they all scattered, including the white one. It glanced at Jason before standing up and running in the opposite direction. "Hey! Wait!" Jason called, and began to give chase.

The pokemon was fast, but somehow Jason managed to keep up. Eevee was trailing behind, panting and wavering, barely able to keep up. Through the trees and bushes, around colonies of bug pokemon, over ditches and logs they ran until the mysterious pokemon turned sharply past a thick patch of brush, and when Jason turned to see it, the pokemon was gone. All he saw were clusters of bug pokemon and some scattered skittys and oddishes.

"Where did it... I wasn't that far behind..." "Ee... ee... vee..." Eevee panted, and dropped next to Jason's feet.

"Looks like your partner could use a nap."

A little startled, Jason turned to face the owner of the voice. Behind him was a man about his height, though he seemed just a bit older than Jason, probably about 18 or 20. He had dark hair and was clearly a fit person. Wearing a dark green jacket over a black t-shirt, and a backpack slung over one shoulder, he looked as if he were ready to take on anything. "You a pokemon trainer?" He asked with a smile.

A bit more relaxed, Jason smiled back and answered. "Sure am. I hope to be a champion one day. This is my partner Eevee."

The man smiled. "Champion, huh? Well, good luck. Anyway, the name's David."

"Jason." The two shook hands.

"Well Jason, you by any chance headed into Anzen?"

"Yeah." Jason nodded.

"Come with me. You'd might like to meet a friend of mine. And you're a bit off the path, anyway." David laughed.

Jason smiled. "I was following a pokemon. Or, I think it was a pokemon, I've never seen anything like it before."

The two started walking, and Jason returned Eevee to his pokeball before David spoke again. "If it wasn't a human, it was most likely a pokemon. What did it look like?"

"It was white and had a shield-like thing, had long, thin blue legs, which was why it was so fast, I'm sure... And it had black wavy stuff coming from its head. It was covering one of its eyes."

"What did its eyes look like?" David inquired.

"I... I'm not sure. When it was playing its flute, its eyes were closed, and it didn't look at me long enough so I could see."

At first, David didn't say anything. Then he spoke as he cocked his head. "Well, I can't really say much about that, but my friend may be able to tell you something. She is a pokemon researcher, after all."

The two had finally come out of the forest, and into Anzen. The sun was just beginning to set, giving a pleasant orange-pink glow to everything. Jason followed David into a small park, to some benches circling a fountain. "Well, well... Look who's outside." David smiled and spoke to a girl sitting on one of the benches. The person looked up from her writing, turned and looked at him, smirking. "Shut up." David turned back to Jason. "Jason, this is Kris, my friend I mentioned. Kris, this is Jason, he's a pokemon trainer."

Jason stuck out his hand to her. "It's nice to meet you."

Kris turned back to her writing and ignored his greeting. "I didn't realize your friend here jumped in the sea."

David blushed, embarrassed at Kris, and Jason blushed also, being embarrassed at himself. He had run so hard after that pokemon, he sweated and drenched his clothes. "Eh, sorry about that. I guess I need a shower."

"You guess?"

"Kris!" David hissed.

Kris glanced up momentarily before looking back down at the notebook she was writing in and continued.

There was an awkward silence for a few moments, before Jason spoke up. "I saw a pokemon in the forest I've never seen before, do you know anything about it?"

Kris looked up and stared at the fountain for a moment, then closed her book and wiped her glasses. "I suppose it depends on what pokemon you saw."

David relaxed a little and listened to their conversation.

Jason described the pokemon he saw, and explained the chase he had, until the pokemon had suddenly disappeared. "It wasn't too far ahead of me, I mean, it's like it just vanished."

Kris nodded as she listened to his story, without saying anything. When he had finished, she was silent another moment, then asked, "You're a pokemon trainer?"

Jason had a quizzical look. "Uh, yeah. Why?"

Kris didn't answer his question, but asked another. "What is the focus of your training?"

Jason answered slowly. "I guess it's to become a champion..." He hesitated a second, then continued for good measure. "But if I never get there, I find it's more rewarding just to be with my partners."

Kris nodded and folded her hands in her lap, giving her full attention to him. "The pokemon you saw in the forest is Miganri, a psychic type. It's amazing you saw it, since it rarely comes around people. Right now very little is known about it, so it's probably better to keep this between us."

Jason was quiet for a moment, unsure of what to say. "Are you... a pokemon trainer?"

Kris stood up and cleaned her glasses, and sighed as she replaced them. "I... I'm not... I mean, sort of. I have a pokemon." She blushed and looked away.

It was much darker out and the park lamps had turned on a while ago.

David spoke up, breaking the silence. "Hey Jason, it's getting late. You'd better get a room at the pokemon center. We can meet back up tomorrow, okay?"

Jason, relieved that the silence had broken, nodded and turned in the direction of the center. "It was nice to meet you." He waved to them as he left.

"He seems like a nice guy." David said as he waved back.

Kris, who still had her eyes on the water, sighed. "'I have a pokemon.' That was brilliant..."

"Well, you do... But what else could you have really said? It's not like you'd just tell someone your entire identity as a pokemon trainer as soon as you meet him. Not you." David stood next to her as she sat back down.

"I didn't want to say anything in the first place. You shouldn't have brought him here."

"Then maybe you should be more careful when you go outside. The kid got the answers he wanted about Miganri, so that's that. I'll bet the only thing he's gonna want is a battle." David smirked at her.

Kris had an irritated look in her eyes as she backed up a bit. "No way. I haven't battled in months."

"Then I guess it's about time your little squishy friend got a workout- Ouch!" David clutched his arm where Kris had punched him.

"Stop calling her squishy."