Darkness of Orre
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Chapter 2: What Rui Saw
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Phenac City was a breath of fresh air for Wes. He'd never been there before – Team Snagem usually targeted dirtier, rougher towns where the people they could snag from were generally overconfident. That, and they could fit in more without seeming overly out of place. Phenac, however, was usually highly watched. If something went wrong there, the entire region would likely know it within a few hours. Wes assumed this was due to the fact that this city was the only place in Orre with a proper mayor, one that was much more competent at keeping the law at hand than the tiny police forces in places such as Pyrite Town.
When he pulled into the city, he barely attracted attention at all, which was a first in awhile. Normally, he'd enter a city with multiple other Team Snagem members. Somehow, he felt better entering a clean city without having to worry about which people's lives he was going to tear apart this time. Even so, he avoided parking his bike on the pristine brick pavement that marked the boundaries of the city and instead stopped on the sand, kicking up a few grains onto the pavement.
"We're here," he said to Nova and Sina. The two of them hopped out of the sidecar and landed gracefully on the concrete, happy to be standing on solid ground rather than sand. Sina shook her fur, ruffling it up in places and pawing at the ground. Nova flicked his ear, but otherwise stayed relatively still, glaring ahead of him at something in the arched entrance of the city.
A beige-coloured brick wall surrounded the entire place. When Wes turned to look at what exactly Nova was staring at, he couldn't help but admire how intact the wall was compared to other places in Orre. Barely any of the bricks were chipped or stained with other colours, and with the sand and normally windy weather it was hard to keep bricks from being eroded.
Something else caught his attention after a few seconds. Inside the arch was the same hover car he'd seen at the outskirt stand, sitting stationary on the ground. It was no longer shaking; though Wes had a feeling whatever was shaking it previously was no longer in the back seat.
"What the Hell-?" He took a few steps forward, eyes on the scene before him.
He'd only known of the existence of Trudly and Folly for an hour or so, when he left the Outskirt Stand, but they were already annoying him more than anything he'd ever encountered in his life. They seemed to be struggling with carrying a sack in-between them, and Wes had a strange feeling that the sack was full of something that wasn't meant to be in there.
"Keep her steady, you idiot!" snapped Trudly, glaring at his companion with almost demonic eyes. "You'll drop her!"
Folly scoffed. "Well sorry," he grumbled, louder than he seemed to have meant to. When Trudly glared at him harder, he hesitantly adjusted his grip on the bag. "Well, it's not my fault. She's restless!" He kicked the sack with his knee, causing a harsh thud and a squeak to escape out of it. "Shut up, you-"
"Why don't you shut up?" hissed Trudly, pressing a finger to his lips. "We don't want to attract attention."
Ultimately, Wes wasn't sure what to do in a scene like this. Whoever was in there, he'd finalised, was definitely human, but he wasn't one for saving people from getting kidnapped by thugs, especially when he often happened to be one of the thugs. "Idiots," he muttered through gritted teeth.
A painful ripping sound came from the bag, like paper being torn in half. Wes half expected it to be the sack. Instead, a series of coughs came from inside of it, and the wriggling of the sack became much more vigorous. Trudly and Folly glanced nervously at each other, then back down at the bag, before a series of still slightly muffled cries came from inside.
"Help! Someone! Kidnappers! I've been kidnapped!"
Trudly frowned. "Well, tape was a failure. Maybe we should have tied rope around her mouth."
"Are you kidding me?" snapped Folly, apparently disgusted by his cohort's suggestion. "We're trying to kidnap her, not suffocate her."
Wes slapped his forehead. How much less subtle can you get? "Oi, idiots! What's in the bag?"
Previously with his back facing to Wes, Trudly let go of the bag and whorled around. As he did so, the bag hit the ground with an uncomfortable thud, causing Sina to flinch lightly behind Wes. A quick shriek then came from the sack, though it went largely unnoticed in the series of events.
"Bag?" Trudly questioned defensively, hands behind his back and a large, sheepish grin spread across his face. "What bag? I see no bag?" His grin got wider as Wes grimaced, unimpressed by his efforts.
"Seriously, what's in the bag?" he asked again, more forceful this time.
Groaning, Folly dropped his end of the bag and kicked it aside, ignoring the grunt that came from inside of it. Almost too confidently, he pranced up to Wes with his head held all too high. For such a thug, he definitely had high self-confidence, in comparison to his companion, who was jumping lightly from foot-to-foot and fidgeting his fingers around behind his back.
"Well, you're pretty unlucky to have stumbled upon us." He strode towards Wes and stopped in front of him, a mere few inches from his face. Unfortunately for him, his eyes barely reached Wes' chin, and Wes would have expected this to affect his confidence slightly. Apparently not, as he didn't even take a step back when Nova stepped in front of his trainer, taking a protective stance with his teeth gritted and bared.
"Hold it, Nova, let them speak." Wes held a flat hand towards his Umbreon, who stepped back with a disappointed look on his face. Sina was still glaring, though she looked more unimpressed than aggressive. Still standing tall, Nova got in position to attack if needs be.
"You've seen too much, kid," said Folly through gritted teeth.
Wes grimaced. "Need I remind you that you're trying to intimidate a 'kid' who is a good few inches taller than you." He crossed his arms, staring down at Folly.
"S-shut up and battle me," he spluttered, a little taken-aback. From his pockets he pulled out two pokéballs, held between his fingers.
Wes rolled his eyes and stepped back. "Okay, Nova, now it's your turn," he said, and Nova excitedly leapt forward and growled at Folly under his breath. "You too, Sina."
The two Eeveelutions stood side-by-side ready to attack, tails pointed in the air and ears pinned back. Folly expanded the pokéballs in his hands and hurled them into the air, and the red light spilled out of them to reveal two…
Wes deadpanned. "Whismur, really?"
"I have better Pokémon!" insisted Folly. "Just… not with me."
"Actually," continued Wes, "Nova, you won't be needed."
Nova's face fell, and he shot one last glance at the two purple rabbit pokémon before he stepped back and sat behind Wes, ears now drooped in disappointment.
"Sina, make it quick," the ex-criminal ordered, "use Confusion."
Digging her paws into the ground, Sina shut her eyes as she readied the attack. Before Folly could react, the purple gem on her forehead started to glow, and when she opened her eyes again, they, too, were alight with a purple aura. She stared at the two Whismur, dead in the eyes, as a blue light outlined them. Soon, they were lifted into the air, much to the dismay of Folly.
"Throw them," said Wes simply. At his command, the two Whismur went flying towards the wall, controlled by a dramatic toss of the head from Sina.
The two hit the outer wall of the city with two surprisingly quiet thuds, and Sina stepped back once the attack was done, admiring her work with satisfaction.
"Well, you're one smug…" Folly paused as he looked Wes dead in the eye. Wes raised an eyebrow, but the man continued as he raised a finger at him. "Wait, you look familiar."
Wes' heart leapt. How-? The last thing he needed – or expected – was to be recognised by two people who looked like they got all of their belongings from less than legitimate sources.
"Hey, what's going on over here?"
Wes calmed down a little and instead focused on a yell coming from a woman who was running down a flight of stairs that lead up to the main part of the city. Trudly and Folly's eyes widened, and they glanced nervously at each.
"Drats," hissed Trudly. "So much for not attracting attention."
Before Wes knew it, the two were sprinting at full speed away from the scene, out of another exit to the city.
Frowning, Wes turned his attention to the woman who'd called out previously. She seemed to be having trouble running in the pink high-heels and tight skirt she wore, and was panting rather violently. Next to her was a boy who looked much more equipped for running, and was a few metres ahead of her by the time he stopped in front of Wes.
"Hey, why didn't you chase them?" he demanded, pointing a finger at Wes that almost touched his nose. His female companion skidded to a halt beside him, though she seemed more curious than angry.
"Don't be rude, Dash!" she snapped, glaring at him for a second. Dash lowered his arm awkwardly at the woman looked at Wes. "Who were they?"
Wes shrugged. "How am I to know?" He gestured to the sack, which was still squirming harshly. "They just looked suspicious, that's all."
"Oh, right…" Taking a few apprehensive steps toward the sack, Dash gave it a revolted look as he knelt down beside it. "Yuck, there's someone inside there." His fingers began to play at the knot tightly bound around the mouth of the sack, trying to figure out how to undo it. "They're bound tight, I can't open it."
"Nova." Wes shot a glance at his pokémon, who nodded knowingly and trotted calmly up to the bag. Dash retracted his hands quickly, looking a little anxious with Nova's teeth so close to his fingers. Giving the rope a few tentative sniffs, Nova promptly started gnawing on the knot. It took a few seconds for the rope to give in, but a few frustrated growls later and it was lying limp on the ground, completely shredded to pieces.
The mouth of the sack fell open, but the person inside remained still. They hadn't moved in awhile, probably suspicious of what was going on (or unconscious, but Wes liked to be a little more optimistic about the situation). Nova stepped away from it. Deciding no one else was going to do it, Wes pulled the person into a standing position and let the sack drop off of them.
Now, in front of his eyes, was a girl who looked only slightly younger than he was. For a person in Orre, her clothes were exceptionally clean, though her bright orange hair was done up in two scruffy pigtails atop of her head. She seemed completely dazed, eyes glassy and confused.
She shook her head vigorously after staring absentmindedly at Wes for a few seconds. "Oh, hi!" For someone who'd just been kidnapped and thrown into a sack, her voice was exceptionally cheery. The uncertainty on her face became evident, but she still seemed relieved. "Uh, who are you?"
"I could ask the same question," said Wes, raising an eyebrow at her. "How are you so happy?"
The girl laughed lightly. "Well, it's more relief, honestly. You saved me, right?" She paused. "Of course you did. I could see what was going on through the holes of the sack."
"Goodness gracious, are you okay?" gasped the lady in pink, breaking the awkwardness between Wes and the girl. She looked almost ill when she rushed up to her, gripping her tightly on the shoulders and causing her to sway uneasily. "You should sit down, you're-"
The girl wobbled a little on her feet, though her appearance showed no signs of passing out. Instead, she just looked completely baffled. "Uh, no, I think I'm fine. They only took me yesterday, as far as I know."
"And you've been lying in a sack since yesterday?" questioned Wes, crossing his arms. He shifted his weight to the side as he stared at her with one eyebrow raised. "That doesn't seem fine to me. You should at least get checked over."
The girl gave him a sheepish grin. "No, I'm fine."
In hearing this, Wes let out a large huff and turned around towards the direction of his bike. Behind him, Dash hesitated for a moment.
"Wait, where are you-?"
"I'm obviously not needed here," Wes interrupted. Sina hesitated, too, anxiously looking behind her as she reluctantly followed her trainer and Nova. "I have other places to be."
In reality, he didn't have another place to go, but he couldn't waste too much time in one spot. To his annoyance, he soon found the girl standing in front of him, a surprisingly stern look on her face and her hands on her hips. Despite only being fifteen or sixteen, her expression showed the look of a concerned mother.
"Now, hang on a second," she said, her tone much more serious than what Wes had previously heard, "I didn't even get your name." She held out a hand, now smiling softly. "I'm Rui."
Wes stared at her outstretched hand for a few moments, before looking back up at Rui with a completely blank look on his face. "Wes," he stated, still not pleased with his situation. I should have just let her go, he thought to himself. Someone would have noticed her in a city like this.
Seeing his reaction, Rui frowned and withdrew her hand awkwardly. "Well, thank you for saving me." She bowed formally, her hands now in her lap. "I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't come along." She paused. "Oh, by the way, did those thugs happen to use a… I don't know, peculiar pokémon?"
"Two Whismur," answered Wes. "Why?"
"Oh, it's nothing, just-" She shook her head. "No, nothing."
"Doesn't seem like nothing." He frowned, getting ready to dodge past her. Seriously, why am I still here? So much for not attracting attention. At this rate half the town would be around him within seconds.
The woman in pink raised a finger in the air. "Ah, I know! You should go and see our mayor for advice. He's quite humble; I'm sure he'd give you some good tips on staying safe in the city, or at least put us on high alert for the time being. He might even alert the police force." She paused for a moment, coughing nervously. "Though I doubt that will do much."
Rui's eyes brightened. "Good idea! We'll keep you up to date with what happens."
Wes nodded. "Yeah. Wait, what?" he blurted out. "We? Who's we? I said nothing about-"
"Come on!" Rui laughed and stepped towards him. "You're not getting away from me that quickly. You rescued me, after all. Maybe the mayor'll give you something cool."
"No," he said firmly. "I don't need a reward. I need to leave now." Though he would never have admitted it, he was beginning to panic. The mayor may have heard of him before, with the watchful eye he kept on the city. The last thing he wanted was to be noticed by anyone of significant importance.
"Okay, then leave with me," chirruped Rui.
Wes grimaced. "You're not taking no for an answer, are you?"
She shook her head. "'Course not, come on!"
Reluctantly, Wes followed.
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If he was going to lie low in any city, he was somewhat glad it was Phenac. There was a lot to distract from one dirty-looking person. Most people were already busy sitting by fountains or admiring the sculptures that were scattered in various places around the city. The trickling sounds of water were somewhat calming, though he was still paranoid. If his plans were to lie-low, this was a terrible start. He didn't want to be seen as the "good guy". He didn't really want to be seen as anything. But rescuing someone from being kidnapped was probably the worst thing that could have happened to the reputation he didn't want.
Rui skipped ahead of him, grinning at practically everything. Wes had to admit; for a girl who'd just been kidnapped, she was ridiculously happy-go-lucky. Occasionally she would stop and dip her hand in the water or to stoke Sina on the head, who had been walking beside the redhead for the entire walk, which, so far, had only been going for a few minutes. Sina was unbelievably protective, a side Wes had only seen towards himself before. Wes was somewhat glad; the less he had to do to protect the girl the better. Neither human had any clue where they were going, and not having to concentrate on anything but navigation (and keeping his head hanging low) was a plus.
"Where is the mayor's house, anyway?" Wes asked. At first, he'd planned on distracting Rui and making a break for it. But it became apparent that that wasn't going to work when Sina decided to stick close to the companion. He'd long since given up on that plan.
To his ultimate irritation, Rui shrugged. "No idea, actually."
He frowned. "Well then, how do we plan on finding it."
"Dunno, just wing it, I guess."
Nova glanced up at Wes. If there was ever a Pokémon incarnation of him, Nova would be it. They were both cynical, judgmental, and slightly pessimistic. Though Wes would never admit it, happy people tended to irritate the both of them. Sina had always been the balance to Nova; if she were human, she would have been calm, witty and confident. That explained her protective attitude towards Rui. Despite having grown up in criminal organisations, neither of the Pokémon were bad – just misguided from their trainer and his colleagues.
"I hope your entire life doesn't follow by that," said Wes disapprovingly.
Rui stopped walking and turned towards him, smiling lightly. "No, it doesn't. But it depends on the situation. And in this situation I say we just wander around until we find it."
Sighing, Wes shook his head. I could leg it, he thought, I could just turn around and run. Sina would follow eventually.
In fact, he wasn't sure what was stopping him from doing just that.
It took the four of them a good ten minutes to find the mayor's house, which was surprising considering the small size of the city. Nova had been the one to point it out. His ears had pricked up and he'd barked towards it, his nose twitching as he pulled up the scent of whoever was inside. He looked somewhat suspicious, but Wes disregarded it as confusion.
The group stared at the door for a few moments, Rui ruffling her pigtails as she muttered to herself under her breath. "So, do we just go in?"
"I guess we ring the doorbell," said Wes, finally taking a few steps forward. Before he could do so, however, the door opened for him, and out stepped a man.
As soon as he appeared, what seemed like the entire city (at least, that which was in view) fell silent. The man was sinister; tall, muscular, with a stern face and silver hair that seemed to float around him with some sort of supernatural aura. What he gave off was cold, but the glares he sent didn't seem intentional. As he looked down at Wes, the ex-criminal concluded that the angry looks were simply the man's natural face. After all, someone with eyes that shade of purple couldn't possibly look kind.
"Sorry," the man said, almost in monotone. "Excuse me."
Wes stepped aside, in what he assumed would be seen as a gesture for the man to leave. The last thing he needed was more conversation. A few more moments of awkward silence ensued, after which the man turned to him and eyed him down, eyebrows planted down in a thoughtful expression.
"You're a travelling trainer, right?"
Wes sighed. Far from it. "Yeah, I guess you could say that."
The man nodded. "I assume I'll be seeing you again, then." He then turned to Rui, who flinched uncomfortably and stood up a little straighter. "And you."
Both her and Wes stared in awe as the man strode away, hands behind his back balled into fists, hair flipped stiffly behind his head, though his movements still seemed somehow free flowing. Even after he couldn't be seen anymore, Wes stared at the now-empty path he'd taken, as if the man would appear again as some sort of ghost or demon. But he didn't, and he and Rui soon disregarded the happenings entirely and turned back towards the mayor's office.
The door was still opened from the man's exit, though Wes wasn't sure whether ringing the bell would have been advised anyway. From what he'd seen (all of the doors in Phenac seemed similar to that of the mayor's house) the doors in the city were strangely automatic despite being made of stone. Instead of pondering on it any longer, he simply walked in, a stumbling Rui following cautiously behind him.
Inside, the mayor – or who was assumed to be – sat at his desk, one hand drumming the table with his fingertips and the other occupying itself with writing something down on a notebook. He didn't look up as soon as the unfamiliar visitors entered his home. Instead, it took him a few seconds. When he did look up, he instantly beamed. "Ah, visitors! Welcome, welcome. Come in, come in!"
Wes frowned. The man's voice was strangely flamboyant, almost to an annoying point. Though he supposed it was appropriate for such a baby-faced (and very round) man such as the mayor. He wondered how many hours doing nothing but sitting at a desk could have caused him to become so overweight, but that soon became a minor detail.
He stood up, stumbling a little over the desk chair he'd been sitting on, and waddled around the desk to greet the two from their own side. "My name is Es Cade, and I'm the Mayor of Phenac city." He held out a hand for Rui to shake, which she did. When he began to do the same for Wes, he grimaced and quickly pulled back at the dirty appearance of the teenager. Instead of making contact, he simply gave a small, awkward wave. "Is there something I would be able to assist you with?"
Wes glanced at Rui, who suddenly seemed nervous. Her hands were fidgeting around each other, and her head was down in an almost frightened way. She's just been kidnapped and she's only now scared? he thought to himself.
"Well, funny story really," she mumbled, tripping over a few of her words. "Y'see, uh, how do I put this…"
Wes groaned, and this seemed to speed up her wording of things.
"I've just been kidnapped."
Expecting him to look shocked, Wes glanced quickly at Es Cade. To his surprise, the mayor only frowned, looking more concerned as oppose to anything more extreme.
"Well, that's not a very funny story," he remarked, stroking his chin with a chubby hand. "Why don't you explain?"
"Well, I guess… I saw it," continued Rui. "I guess 'it' is a peculiar Pokémon; one that would attack people."
This time, it was Wes who frowned. "All Pokémon will attack people if they're urged to by their trainers. What made this one so different?"
"Well, I guess, man I'm going to sound crazy." She took a breath, held it for a few seconds, then exhaled. "It was like this Pokémon had no emotion. And it carried a shadow with it, like black flames."
And at that moment, Wes knew exactly what the Pokémon was.
"It wasn't being instructed to attack people. It just seemed to do it on a whim. But the trainer didn't stop it. He just watched. I was walking through Pyrite at the time, but when I saw it, its trainer actually instructed it to attack me. So it did, and I woke up in a sack. I think I was in the back of a car." She gulped, turning to Wes. "I could hear those two goons from earlier outside, and I tried to yell but they'd taped my mouth shut. They drove me over here, and that was when you saved me."
"Oh, my, that really is an interesting story." Es Cade didn't seem as shocked as he could have, though he did seem somewhat worried. "And you were the young man that saved her?"
Wes nodded reluctantly. "Yeah."
"Well, firstly, I will applaud you for your heroism. But you, young lady… What is your name?"
"Rui."
"Well, Rui, I don't know how much of your story I can possibly believe. Surely you were attacked by a Pokémon, but maybe it was a mistake? And black, fire-like shadows? Now that just seems impossible." He laughed. "Perhaps you took a hit on the head from that Pokémon? Might have altered your memory a little, hm?"
Rui frowned. "No, that was definitely what happened. It's not foggy or anything, and it's too clear to forget."
"Stranger things have happened," interrupted Wes. "I think it's your job to take her word for it."
Es Cade grimaced. "And your name is…?"
"Wes," the teenager stated firmly. Before the mayor could open his mouth, he spoke again. "And as far as I know you're the closest thing this region has to a law enforcement. A competent one, anyway. You should do something."
"I would expect that you don't tell me how to do my job," said Es Cade calmly. "I will get someone on the job in due time. But it's a little hard to do that if I don't know exactly what I'm getting them to chase down." He turned and addressed Rui much more nicely than he had Wes. "Now, can you tell me what kind of Pokémon attacked you."
Rui placed a finger on her chin. "Well," she began, "it was short and chubby. A fighting-type, I think. And kind of a mustardy colour. I can't remember the name though."
"Well, I can't have pretty young ladies like you getting harmed in this region, but until there is a significant case, or something to chase after, I can't do much about it." He sighed heavily. "Look, I'm very sorry, but if you can find some evidence, or maybe even get a picture of who I'm meant to be chasing down, whether it be descriptive or physical, then I will start a case and get the police force on it immediately."
Rui smiled. "T-thank you, sir!"
Es Cade did the same. "No problem, young Rui. Please, come back if there are any more concerns. If you get attacked again I would like to hear of it." He looked to Wes. "Though something tells me that no one will be coming near you with this young man at your side."
Wes frowned.
Es Cade grimaced. "You are staying with her, right?"
The eyes on him became too much. Rui's were hopeful. The mayor's were expectant. He waited a moment, before sighing submissively. "Alright," he said, a slight growly tone to his voice. "But not for long. I have places to be."
Of course, that part was a lie.
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"Alright, here's the deal," Wes said as he and Rui stepped out of the mayor's house. Rui gave him a questionable look, turning her confused face to the side and raising an eyebrow. "I'll stay with you for as long as it takes to figure out what Pokémon it was that attacked you. I need to know that, too, so it'll be helpful for me." He frowned. "Then you're on your own."
"So you'll help me?" Rui beamed, clapping and looking far too excited. "Thank you!" She fell silent for a moment. "But what if we don't find the Pokémon? Or track down the people that kidnapped me?"
"We'll cross that bridge when we get there," he said. "I'm going to count on finding them, though. I need to figure something out in this, too. For my own satisfaction." His version of satisfactions was figuring out whether or not she could distinguish shadow Pokémon from others. Though he doubted she was "just seeing things". It would have been a massive coincidence if she'd happened to see a weird shadow on the emotionless Pokémon.
Wes had seen Shadow Pokémon before, though he'd never used one. He didn't care much for humans, but, ironically, he refused to use a Pokémon that wasn't in its own mindset to attack other human beings. He largely preferred Nova and Sina when it came to battling. But if the Pokémon had no emotion, not even aggression, then it was quite likely it was a Shadow Pokémon. Though sometimes it was hard to be sure.
He sighed, making Rui jump. "Look, that Pokémon… If you could see a weird shadow on it, then there's definitely something wrong with it. Are you sure it didn't show any emotion when it was attacking you or other people. Not even aggression?"
"No," said Rui firmly. "It was blank. Completely blank. And each attack it used made the shadow grow bigger. But its face stayed the same."
"And you don't know the name of it?"
"Not at all."
Wes was sure they were tracking down a Shadow Pokémon.
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I may or may not have had this written in advance since like a day after I wrote chapter 1 and just not given a fudge to proofread it.
Yay if you haven't read my stories before you'll soon find out I'm lazy human garbage wooooh.
I feel like this chapter was a little dull but whatever. It kinda just followed the game plot haha. I'm actually going to be mixing up the events in the game for the first few chapters for the sake of my own entertainment and satisfaction.
So Rui is a thing now, and I'm making her a little different in terms of character from the games. I feel like she was kind of… I guess dull in the actual game? I don't know but I wanted to make her so she wasn't just the bland girl character that's kind of just there because she can see the auras and stuff.
So, uh, yeah? I guess that's all I need to say. How about a li'l behind the scenes before we go, eh?
This chapter was actually the restoration of about five months of completely horrid writer's block for me. I went on holidays and kind of just spilled this out, along with chapter three of this, too. If I can be bothered to proof read it, it'll be up anytime between five days and five weeks (let's see what happens).
I got the idea to rewrite this when I decided that Wes needed a little more character. The games are so mysterious, but I guess I wanted to portray him as someone who didn't really intend on doing anything good. Basically, he's an accidental protagonist that kind of accidentally saves the world. That may change, but that'll become apparent later on I suppose.
Confession: I actually have no idea how I'm going to write half of this in terms of all the Shadow Pokémon catching and stuff but that's another thing I guess will come to mind eventually.
I'm going to shut up now.
So I guess stay tuned for the next chapter!
(Insert pretty much mandatory "Drop me a review if you have time" bit here.) No but Srsly I like reviews thanks :3
-Misaki out-