Still don't own Pokemon. Never have, probably never will.
-Calem-
"Come on Froakie, finish him off with bubble!"
Froakie complied perfectly and launched a stream of bubbles at the weakened wild fletchling. The wild fletchling fainted instantly.
"Good job, Froakie," I praised the determined froakie.
I placed an Oran berry in front of the fletchling, so when he woke up, he could regain some health.
I started to walk away and Froakie hoped onto my shoulder. You would not believe how high the little froakie could jump. I once had to climb to the top of a tree to help untangle him after a particularly high jump.
I gave Froakie a small pat on the head and returned him to his pokeball. He had been battling a lot of wild pokemon, and I thought he could use a rest.
I looked at the cloud covered sky and decided it was useless trying to tell what time it was. I really should have brought a watch.
I had been on the road for a day, and in the beginning, the weather had been beautiful with not a cloud in the sky. Then it slowly began to worsen until it was how it was now; the wind whipping across the tall grass, and dark clouds threatening to shake the sky with their thunder and lightning.
"Crash!" Lightning shot across the sky without a single drop of rain.
I decided that I should probably look for shelter before it started to downpour, and after awhile, I managed to find one. It was a simple rock outcropping that held some measure of protection against the rain and driving wind.
I put together a fire, and just as I lit it, a hard rain started up. Thank goodness that I had found this shelter or I would have been freezing in the rain. I set up my sleeping bag and decided to wait out the storm.
I was about to lay down when my holo-caster went off. I opened it up to see Malva of the Elite Four with a special news bulletin.
"Good afternoon, viewers. Today I have an important bit of news for you all. There have been reports of many pokemogrand their trainers disappearing in Santalune Forest. I'm warning all trainers in the area to exersise extreme caution. Now for today's new manicure tip-"
I instantly shut off the Holo-Caster; not wanting to listen to Malva drone on about beauty tips. I had actually met Malva in person once when she decided to visit my parents one time. It was an experience I wished I could forget. Malva thought that it was cute to dress a eight year old boy in pink dresses and bows, and my parents did nothing to stop the "wonderful" Elite Four member.
I shuddered slightly at the memory and turned my attention back to the rain. The storm was still in its full force, and I thought I had just seen something glowing out in the distance. I shook my head and decided that it was just a figment of my imagination.
I layed down in my sleeping bag and wondered, I wonder if the others heard the news bulletin. I'd better be careful when I reach Santalune Forest.
Slowly, my eyelids drooped down and I fell asleep.
-Forrest-
"Good job, LightHero. Now give the kind bunnelby an Oran berry," I commanded softly.
LightHero took the Oran berry I had been holding and placed it in front of the bunnelby that he had just battled. LightHero gave the bunnelby little nudge as thanks for the battle and came back to my side.
LightHero was surprisingly strong for a brand new starter. It had only been one day on the road so far, and already, we had defeated every wild pokemon we had faced. I had entertained the idea of catching one of the beaten pokemon, but it just didn't feel right to catch a pokemon that had probably just been minding their own business.
As I was thinking, I felt a raindrop drop onto my nose. I looked at the dark sky and saw lightning crackle in the distance. Bad weather just had to follow me where ever I went.
LightHero shuffled uneasily, and I remembered that a fire type like him wouldn't like to be rained on. I scanned the horizon but didn't see a single bit of shelter. There was reasonable outcropping on the other side of the raging river, but if I tried to cross I would probably be swept downstream.
I thought about putting LightHero back in his pokeball but instantly canned the idea. I had found that LightHero liked going into a pokeball even less than I liked putting him in one.
I looked at my surroundings again and noticed a man, that I could have sworn wasn't there before, staring at the horizon from the side of the river. I had no idea how the man had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, but it peaked my couriosity more than a little bit.
I walked over to the man with LightHero at my side just as it started to downpour. Surprisingly, the rain seemed to swirl around the man and me and kept us relatively dry. My eyes shot out in wonder at this but the man didn't seem surprised at all.
Now that I was closer to the man I could completely make out his appearance. His long, light green hair was in a messy pony tail right under a black and white cap. I found his hair a little odd, but I wasn't one to talk. The man was wearing a simple white shirt with a black, long sleeved under shirt and long tan pants. He had bright green shoes and plenty of random doo-dads on his person. There were two mismatching bracelets- one on each hand-, some kind of cube on a necklace around his neck, and a luxury ball connected to his belt loop.
"Um, sir? What exactly is going on here?" I questioned curiously.
The man turned towards me; showing his green eyes that seemed ageless. Now that I had seen his face, he seemed like just an older teenager who was a little on the tall side instead of a man.
"Please, call me N," the older teen, who was apparently called N, stated in a faraway voice.
"What is this, N?" I questioned again while gesturing to the rain swirling around us.
N glanced at the swirling rain and replied in a faraway voice, "I have a friend."
I didn't ask about it any more beyond that. I knew how it felt to be questioned about touchy or secret subjects.
I was about to walk away and leave N alone when he asked, "Have you ever heard of the Distortion World?" The question caught me off gaurd, but I didn't let it show. The Distortion world sounded familar, but I couldn't remember anything about it for the life of me.
"I'm afraid I don't really know anything about the Distortion World," I replied sheepishly. N just nodded with a faint smile.
"Not many people know about the distortion world these days, but would you like to hear a story about it?" N questioned evenly.
I looked down at LightHero who had fallen asleep curled up in a little ball. I smiled and looked out at the pouring down rain. With this rain, I wasn't going anywhere, so I decided that I might as well listen. Besides, if N left, the protection from the rain might disappear.
"Sure, I could go for a good story," I replied evenly to N.
N nodded again and started his story, "The Distortion World is a truly distorted and posses no physics at all. One moment you might be seemingly standing in perfectly good gravity; then the next, your floating about in null gravity. The Distortion World is watched over by Girintina, the lord of distortion. The Distortion World is a very dangerous place for humans-"
"Why is the Distortion world so dangerous?" I knew it was impolite to interupt someone while they were talking, but I was naturally curious.
N didn't seem to mind the interruption and replied, "The Distortion World has an energy running throughout it that damages a human's soul. If a human stays too long in the Distortion World, then their soul could be killed." I mentally shivered at the explanation but still continued to listen when N continued the story, "Now, continuing on, no human had ever survived the Distortion World until a girl, who's name is unknown, went into the Distortion World and survived. They say that her soul was so strong that it pushed the dangerous energy away-"
"RIIINNNG!" I smiled sheepishly as my Holo-Caster went off. N just stared evenly as I pick my Holo-Caster out of my bag. The screen blinked with a message for a news bulletin, but when I saw that reporter was Malva, I instantly deleted the bulletin. The "important" announcement was probably a new make-up tip.
"Sorry about that," I apologized.
N just nodded and continued as if nothing had happened, "The girl traveled through the confusing paths of the Distortion World and finally came upon the Distortion World's heart where Girintina awaited. The girl ended up befriending Girintina and that's all that is known about the girl and Distortion world." The story seemed familar for some reason, but I still couldn't tell why.
"Where did you hear that story?" I asked, curious as to where he had heard the story that felt so familar to me.
N looked out across the river and replied in that faraway voice, "I've traveled to many places and heard a great many stories." N turned back to face me, and his eyes glistened with an untold sadness. I thought he was going to cry for a moment, but surprisingly he didn't.
"I'm afriad I must leave you now. I'll see you next time we meet," N stated evenly. With that, he walked out into the storm and seemingly disappeared. I blinked in confusion and shook my head. Just another odd occurrence on this strange adventure.
Soon after N left, the storm stopped, and the sky cleared. It was only when I looked up to the cleared sky did I notice how late it was. Little stars twinkled in the night sky and the waxing moon gleamed its bright, white glow.
I looked down at the peaceful little fennekin and decided that this I might as well sleep too. I pulled out a traveling blanket and pillow, and set them on the cool ground. I layed down on my make-shift bed and thought, N sure is mysterious. I wonder what his story is.
Slowly, my eyelids drooped down, and I fell asleep.
-N-
I looked at the small plain that made up most of Route 2. The river that cut through it reflected the night sky in its clear waters. The light breeze that reached the top of cliff ruffled my light green hair.
A large thump sounded behind me as Zekrom landed down. Zekrom's large black body radiated an electrical aura, giving me the feel of static surrounding me when it really wasn't. It was quite an exhilarating feeling.
"You know who she is, don't you," Zekrom questioned in his deep, resounding voice.
"Yes, and I wish her luck," I replied, doing my best to keep the emotion out of my voice.
"You miss Shadow," Zekrom stated knowingly.
"Don't say that you don't miss her either," I replied. Zekrom's aura lessened a bit as I said that and his red eyes seemed to lower in intensity.
"It is true that I miss Shadow's voice, and that is the reason I'm here with you," Zekrom replied in his even voice. It was hard to find emotion in his deep voice, and the only one who had been able to find it was Shadow.
Shadow. I opened my puzzle cube locket that hung aroung my neck. Inside was a picture of Shadow, the champion of the Unova Pokemon League. While she had declined the title after beating Alder, it was still recorded that she had defeated the Unova Pokemon League.
The picture of Shadow showed her in front of the Pokemon League with Zekrom's luxury ball raised above her head in a victory pose. Her thick, chocolate brown hair was tied in a pony tail under her pink and white cap. Her sparkling, light blue eyes shimmered with unbound joy and small lips were curved in a joyous smile. She was wearing her usual outfit of a white tank top with a black vest over it and worn out jean shorts. Her short, black and pink boots actually didn't have mud or dirt on them, and here slight frame was filled with almost to much joy.
Shadow had been my first human friend, and she had disappeared four years ago. In the beginning I had been searching for her with my partner Reshiram, but about two years ago Reshiram had befriended a boy named Neil. I still searched without Reshiram, and at one point Neil actually came and helped with Reshiram. Later on we became sepparated, and I hadn't heard from him since. About one year ago I had chanced upon Zekrom, who was Shadow's partner, laying wounded in front of a deep forest temple. When Zekrom had recovered he had said that he had been separated from Shadow and was looking for her. We had decided to work together and had been searching ever since.
"I'm worried, Zekrom. Anyone befriended with Legendaries seems to be disapearing," I stated, voicing my thoughts.
"You are worried about this girl you have met," Zekrom assumed.
"You said it yourself, Zekrom. The legendaries in this region have just started to waken, and you had to of felt her soul," I replied.
"She is in danger then?" Zekrom questioned.
"I'm sure danger has already found her," I stated as I looked out to seemingly peaceful Santalune Forest.
