Chapter One: Leaving Johto
It was a bright summer afternoon in Azalea Town, the small farming community located on a hill in Eastern Johto. Birds sang merrily in the huge trees. Every community activity was cancelled due to the unusual heat wave, temperatures over 5 degrees Celsius. Everyone was experiencing pure bliss. But something in the orphanage down at Monarch's Road was about to change all that.
The gate was the scariest thing about it. They were big, black, iron things with the Johtonian Emblem on. At this point in time, an old woman was walking along the road, carrying her shopping home. She had a lot in her hands, and was probably old enough to be knocked aside by a feather.
It's always the people who can suffer most who do.
A piercing scream filled the air, covering all of Azlea and the surrounding countryside. The birds flew in the general direction of Cianwood City, people everywhere jumped in shock, and the old lady had a heart attack and had to be carried of to the hospital on the other side of town.
In the third floor of the big, white building – the orphanage - was the Matron's office. It was a huge room in an art deco style, and there was furniture everywhere. In it was the matron, a blonde 50-year-old hag with a literal fist of steel where a Houndoom bit it off, and two 14 year old children. They were twins, and their names were Brendan and Seth Richards They were both wearing exactly the same red and green swimming kits, and were dripping with water, and what seemed to be blood.
"Now, boys. How many times do I have to tell you not to do that to people! I don't want to have to deal with another murder charge!" the matron screamed. To anyone else, the matron would have sounded as stupid as a tree would look in a smelting factory, but these boys knew exactly what she meant.
"It wasn't our fault, Ma'am!" They both cried in unison.
"I don't care what happened! That was the last straw! You are being moved to a new orphanage!"
There was silence.
please, please, don't let it be in Hoenn! The first kid in the room thought.
The matron spoke again.
"You're going to Hoenn, because nowhere else in Johto will take you!"
At that, the boys had a total and utter mental breakdown, which was actually quite funny to see. Seth had an attack of nerves, crawling into a corner and shaking violently, every now and again giving small static-sounding chirps. Brendan started to sob loudly, buckling over and hitting the floor with a thud.
"Boys!" The matron shrieked, "I do not need this! Pack your bags, and at one o' clock, meet me by the front gate! You got half an hour, so get out of my sight!"
Three hours later, at the front gate of the orphanage, after much delay. On the outside, the orphanage looked like a stately home, but on the inside, it had the atmosphere of a hospice. Everyone in the orphanage had been orphaned at a time they were just old enough to remember. Most of the children had parents that had committed suicide. Brendan and Seth's parents were Norman and Winona. They were Gym Leaders.
But they hadn't committed suicide. Oh, no. During a double Pokémon battle skirmish organized in the capital city, Petalburg, they had been assassinated. All the twins dreamt and thought about was the assassination. The sickeningly frightening amount of blood and gore, the injuries when the assassins tried to turn on them, the mistreatment in Petalburg Sector 2 Hospital, and the loneliness after. That, and their disease.
They called it Dexofuzis. Fusing the DNA of something into something else. This was of questionably inaccurate, because that wasn't the case at all. Brendan and Seth literally fed on the life force of other people via skin contact. Slight exposure leaves the victim with a headache and nausea. A couple of minutes contact and the victim will faint. Thirty more seconds and you've got a murder case on your hands. This is bad because a; the twins could sense an aura around people determining the quality and stability of the life force, b; they subconsciously forced themselves to, and c; they had to do so, food being highly toxic to the twins, and only being able to get nutrients e.t.c. from peoples life force and nectar (from flowers.) In view of that, it's surprising they had only changed orphanages twice in 8 years!
At the front gate of the orphanage was a large crowd of people. One of them was Brendan's friend, twelve were standing by the front gate so they didn't have to move far to get to the party for the twins leaving, and the other fifty-seven were in the middle of the road following a funeral procession of an 83-year-old woman who had suffered a heart attack whilst coming home from Tesco's. Brendan trudged down the road, followed by Seth.
"Hey! Wait! A kid in the crowd called. Seth turned round, and the kid threw a small envelope in the air. Now, that wasn't a very good idea, because at the time there was a lot of wind. So, Seth jumped to catch it, but it was way out of reach, and whizzed in the direction of the funeral procession. Seth's eyes glowed an intense flaring red. Brendan, who was walking towards the coach, stopped mid-walk, his eyes glowing a bright, vibrant, yet natural green. Seth jumped into the air, the jump flipping him high enough to jump a three-storey building, and landed hands-first on Brendan's shoulders, only to then subsequently launch himself into the air. Brendan followed suit, and, after launching another thirty feet into the air, zoomed straight for the funeral procession. At this time, the letter was just above the coffin, so he grabbed the letter and pocketed it, stopped from only falling into the final resting place of the OAP by Seth, who at that moment had just teleported 6 meters and supported himself in mid-air by a well-known Pokemon move - Teleport.
Vzshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhukup! The twins disappeared and rematerialized next to the coach. Oblivious to the people staring at them, they got in.
Inside the coach wasn't very well organized. People were smoking, flicking chewing gum, screaming, and acting rowdily. Seth chose a seat away from the other people, and Seth managed to stay still for exactly two seconds before the nagging sense of curiosity in his brain overpowered him. "What's in the letter?" He asked, rather anxiously.
"I was just about to look." Brendan opened the envelope. In it was a large green crystal with a leaf emblem engraved on the stone, a red crystal which looked as if someone had cut its top open, filled it with red, orange and yellow liquids and then perfectly re-sealed it, two telescopic poles, and a letter.
"What does it say? What does it say?"
"It says:
Sorry about that incident. I know you didn't mean to do that (But it did hurt!) Matron said it took an entire hour to get me to move. But, unlike the matron, I don't blame you. Anyway, I watched that fight you two had against those thugs, and recorded it on my PokeDex. You both used Pokémon moves you can't learn from TMs - Natural moves! So, I was thinking. If you can use Pokémon moves, you could evolve like Pokémon, too! (Hence the evolutionary stones in the envelope.)
P.S. I am still your friend. If you need to contact me, I have a vid phone with a call number of - 140.2 - 1195 if you need anything hacked into, just give me a call!
P.P.S. This is just a theory. It probably won't work. I know it's stupid, but, that's what they said Galileo was. (Not sure if it was Galileo, Newton or Einstein.)
P.P.P.S. Above, I meant the main part of the theory. Not the first post script.
P.P.P.P.S. Sorry for all the Post Scripts.
P.P.P.P.P.S. including that one.
P.P.P.P.P.P.S. Etcetera, etcetera...
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S. Post Scripts, hacking, Espeon and Porygon Z rock!
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S. I'm going over the top, here…
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S. The poles are yours. You left them in the dormitory.
Best Friend:
Samuel Helmsmith
As Brendan finished the letter, he took out the two stones. He handed Seth the green stone, green being his favorite colour.
"Do you know how to use evolutionary stones?" He asked.
"I thought you did." Was the reply.
"Well, let's just pocket them." Seth didn't pocket his stone. Instead, he clenched it in his fist. It felt warm and smooth. Another sense of curiosity emerged five seconds after the first one just died down, and, wondering where they had gone past, looked out of the window. They were crossing through Violet Town - a well known port town. Even from the cab, he could smell the sea. He felt tired and light-headed, and soon, he fell asleep. But he didn't dream. He consciously started changing the signals of his brainwaves. Brendan picked these up and read them. Brendan then sent another signal, which Seth read. Simply put, they could communicate telepathically. (One side-effect of Deoxfusis unknown to scientists, and one of the better ones.) Brendan could channel or receive these brainwaves no matter what he was doing, but Seth could only receive thoughts whilst sleeping.
/Are we there yet/ Seth asked.
/No. Why don't you wake up and take a look for yourselves?/ Brendan said, irritated. He had been trying to relax for the past hour, but to no avail. There was a tight knot in his stomach, being pulled apart by memories he didn't want to even remember about remembering.
/I'm too tired to wake up. /
/Oh. /
/Can you actually speak any Hoenian/ Seth asked, only tightening the knot in Brendan's stomach.
/Yes. /
/You're better than me. I only know my name... Seru…/ Seth said. He sounded like he didn't even want to know that.
/Whoa. You really wanted to forget Hoenn, didn't you/
/To me, Hoenn is just the perfect island covered in blood and dark memories. Making it not the perfect island. What are your memories of Hoenn/
That exploded Brendan's subconscious. Two loud gunshots. Blood spurting from his parents' bleeding foreheads, turning around, a flash of light, and what seemed like eternal pain. He started crying.
/Don't worry. Stuff like that shouldn't happen. /
/How are you sure/ He asked.
/I'm not. But all I know is that things are going to have to get better.../