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Where we last left off:

"In that case, let's battle." Cheren replied and took out his pokéball, his glasses gleaming quite ominously from the reflection of sunlight as he smirked.


I gulped at the sinister gleam of Cheren's glasses, feeling nervous and unsure about my decision. Eon stood next to me, tensed with determination and nervous energy thrumming through his tiny body. Eon looked at me and noticed my nervousness. Giving a small little sigh of frustration, Eon butted his head against my leg.

'Fool! Do you have such little faith in my awesome self?' Eon practically glared daggers at me before marching off to his place in the makeshift arena.

I wondered if this was the small pokémon's way of reassuring me as I rushed to catch up with the little spitfire. Cheren was already in position, his pokéball ready while Bianca fidgeted nervously at the side as the referee.

"Go, Eon!"

"Go, Tepig!"

A black and orange pig-like pokémon emerged from the pokéball. Tepig yawned before staring at Eon with its eyes half closed. I sweatdropped slightly and pointed the Pokédex at Tepig.

"Tepig, the Fire Pig Pokémon. It can deftly dodge its foe's attacks while shooting fireballs from its nose. When it catches a cold, the fire becomes pitch-black smoke instead. It roasts berries before it eats them."

"Somehow I feel that the last sentence in the Pokédex is rather unnecessary…" I muttered while Eon nodded his head in agreement.

"This will be a one on one battle between Cheren and Jayden. No substitutions allowed. Begin!" Bianca cried out before stepping a few steps backwards rapidly.

"Eon, Sand Attack and then Tackle it!" I commanded.

"Hmph… Changing up your strategy a little huh?" Cheren muttered and pushed his glasses up.

Eon scrutinised the lazy Tepig and kicked up a cloud of dirt and sand at it before running straight in for the kill.

"Tepig, Ember." Cheren ordered calmly.

"Eon, get away from there as fast as you can!" I yelled worriedly.

However, Eon was already within close range of Tepig's Ember attack. Yelping, Eon rolled this way and that way, trying to dodge the small fireballs. He managed to escape relatively unharmed, albeit with singed fur and some burn marks.

"Tepig, use Tackle while it's still disoriented!" Cheren shouted.

Tepig snorted and charged forward at Eon, who had his head down, his features shadowed. I immediately knew what was going through that tiny pokémon's head. And so, I did nothing but panic inwardly for the poor Tepig.

"Jayden, what are you doing? Tepig would hurt Eon badly!" Bianca worried.

"It'll be fine. You'll see. Because –" I stopped when Eon jumped out of the way at the very last second and let Tepig trip over the small rock Eon hid behind him.

Eon snarled angrily at the Tepig, his face twisted in absolute rage. Eon went forward and bit Tepig's tail, hard. Tepig let out a squeal of pain and flailed about to get the enraged pokémon off but to no avail. If anything, it made Eon bite even harder.

"Eon is really, really mad now. I'm more concerned for Tepig…" I continued worriedly while staring at the furious pokémon.

Eon let go of Tepig's tail, causing it to squeal in relief that did not last long. Eon utilised his speed to get a distance away from Tepig before starting its charge forward in an attempt to increase the power of his Tackle attack.

"Tepig! Get away now!" Cheren yelled in a panicked manner.

However, Tepig was too concerned with nursing its precious tail that almost got bitten off to pay any heed to Cheren. With a mini roar of fury, Eon rammed into Tepig hard, using his entire body weight as well as the momentum gained from running to send Tepig flying into the tree a few feet away.

The sound of the impact seemed to be music to Eon's ears since his tail wagged happily. Tepig crumpled to the floor in a dead faint, complete with the swirly eyes and twitching limbs. Eon gave a vulpine smile and sashayed back towards me and started to groom himself.

All was silent for a moment before hell descended.

"Tepig! Are you alright?" Cheren practically screeched as he dashed forwards to his injured pokémon.

Bianca ran forward as well, worried about the injuries Tepig might have suffered.

"Eon! That was too much! You didn't have to slam Tepig into the tree! Go and apologise!" I scolded the Evolution Pokémon.

He sniffed primly and sulkily looked away from me. When I saw Cheren holding Tepig worriedly, almost crying as he did so, I suddenly felt lightheaded.

"Ugh…" I muttered as I tottered unsteadily, oblivious to Eon's concerned expression.

Suddenly, a sea of images assaulted my mind. I saw a young boy with tea green hair crying over a Venipede who was unmoving, likely due to the numerous lacerations over its small body. Next to him was another boy with vanilla brown hair, sobbing over a mutilated Patrat. This made my heart ache and my head hurt, as if trying to remember something. I was quite sure that the vanilla brown haired boy was me, but who was the other boy?

The next scene depicted the two boys running from a small mob of people, clutching injured pokémon in their tiny arms. Since they were only children, the mob of adults easily caught up and started to attack them and the pokémon they carried. The cries of the innocent struck a chord deep within me as I felt the phantom pain of being attacked. The two boys were apologising profusely, not to the mob, but to the pokémon for failing to protect them from their abusers as tears trailed down their pudgy cheeks.

After that, a year or two might have passed since the two boys looked a little older. The boys were in a huge toy room, tending to a few ill and injured pokémon, tears slipping down their faces as they wrapped the pokémon in bandages and fed them berries. The pokémon ate the berries and accepted their care gratefully, giving pained smiles and empty eyes that spoke of maltreatment and abuse from their previous owners.

The memories after that blurred into one and image after image assaulted me, ranging from people torturing the pokémon sadistically to people hurting the two boys for protecting the pokémon. I distinctly remember myself shouting hoarse for those people to stop the abuse, the torture and everything before fuzzy blackness crept up from the edge of my vision and engulfed me completely, drowning me in the black abyss.


When I woke up, I saw a white ceiling and found myself on a bed. Ignoring the slight numbness of my body, I struggled to get up to see the room I was in, without much success until I felt someone steadying me, causing me to freeze and thrash around.

"No… No! Go away, go away, go away! Don't hurt him! Don't hurt me! We were just protecting them! Get lost! Stop hurting us!" I screamed with all my might as the previous scenes went through my mind like a film in the theatre.

"He's going into shock! Hold him down!" Someone shouted.

The words made me struggle even harder and swing my arms and feet around to hit anyone who tried to hold me down. Suddenly, I felt a crushing pressure on top of me, pinning me down to the bed. I could only yell louder and thrash about even more before a prickling sensation went up from my arm and I saw nothing but the sea of black again.


"Ugh…" I groaned as I slowly opened my eyes, trying to adjust to the bright light of the room.

"Where am I…?" I asked no one in particular as I managed to sit up and look around the room.

"Are you feeling okay? Don't sit up yet!" A high-pitched voice advised worriedly.

I turned around to the source of the voice only to see a chansey waddling over as quickly as it could, a worried frown on its face.

"D-Did you just t-talk…?" I croaked incredulously.

"H-Huh? You can understand me?" The chansey looked rather surprised and flabbergasted.

"Um… You're speaking to me like how humans speak to each other…" I explained slowly.

"Oh my, I could never speak the human tongue! It's far too complicated!" The pokémon replied with a smile.

"So you're saying I can understand what pokémon say…?"

"Indeed. How else would you explain this?" The chansey waved its stubby arm in the air.

Suddenly, I remembered that the two boys from my memories could understand and speak to pokémon as naturally as they spoke to humans.

I could not help but wonder if I triggered my latent ability from the past…?

"Anyway, would you like some food and drinks? The pokémon and humans here make some mean food, if I do say so myself." The chansey offered.

"Um… I'm not at all hungry or thirsty, and it's kind of awkward to ask this, but what's your name and gender…? I'm not too good at looking at pokémon objectively so I always have this insane need to know…" I mumbled shyly with a small blush.

"Oh! That's alright! I'm Rosey, though I'm a male… The nurses really don't have a good naming sense…" Rosey muttered under his breath.

I could only laugh at the Chansey, who soon joined me in my laughter as well.

"Well, ain't you two having a ball of a time here?" A voice boomed.

"Draco!" I cried out, startled.

"Glad you're feeling better kiddo! You passed out right after a match with the boy with them glasses! What happened?" Draco asked with no small amount of concern.

"I had quite a few flashbacks… Most of them bad, with only some good ones… After that, I woke up and was able to speak to pokémon like I did in my memories… I wonder what type of person I was in the past…" I answered quietly as I twiddled with my fingers.

Silence lapsed for a period of time before Draco spoke up again.

"Well, I'm glad that you're feeling well enough to tell me about what happened… You used to just clam up in the past." Draco gave a giant smile.

"Yeah…" I muttered softly and stared at Rosey, who was shuffling about awkwardly.

"How about some food? I'll go get you some." Draco offered and stood up.

"I'm not really hungry or thirsty though… I've already rejected Rosey's offer…" I replied.

"You're only saying that 'cause you don't want to trouble us, right? It's no trouble at all! I'll get you some food in a jiffy! I heard that the food here tastes quite good!" Draco slapped my back hard, causing Rosey to wince, before running off for some grub.

"I-Is your back feeling okay?" Rosey asked worriedly.

"It's as good as it's ever going to get…" I muttered as I rubbed my sore back.

"Excuse us." A voice cut through the room before Cheren and Bianca appeared, with their pokémon and Eon in tow.

"How are you feeling? You really worried us when you passed out suddenly!" Bianca cried out and fussed over me.

"I'm feeling much better… How is Tepig? I'm really sorry about Eon…" I apologised to Cheren as sincerely as I could.

"Tepig's fine, as you can see." Cheren gestured towards a half asleep Tepig in his arms.

"That's good…" I heaved a sigh of relief.

Eon hopped up onto my bed and stared at me. He pawed and butted his head against my body before deeming me alright and curling up by my feet.

"Eon, did you apologise?" I asked my new friend.

"Yes, I did… Tepig said that he didn't mind at all." Eon sulked and looked away.

"That's good, I'm glad you apologised." I smiled and stroked the surprised fox-like pokémon.

"H-Huh? How could you understand what Eon just said?" Bianca asked, looking extremely confused while Cheren had a raised brow.

"Um… I'm just very good at reading the body language of pokémon." I replied evasively, not trusting them enough to tell them of my ability yet.

"I see. It makes sense I guess, since you do have a legend like Draco as your uncle." Cheren stated thoughtfully.

"Excuse me!" A feminine voice called out cheerfully.

"Ah! I'm glad that you're feeling better, Jayden!" Nurse Joy said happily upon seeing me up.

Somehow, the name felt extremely wrong but I ignored that unsettling feeling and smiled at her.

"Thanks, Nurse Joy. But isn't this a pokémon centre…? Where exactly am I?" I questioned.

"We're in Accumula Town. We brought you here since we were worried that something serious might have caused your unconsciousness but luckily it's nothing serious." Cheren explained.

"I'm terribly sorry for the trouble…" I apologised, not able to do anything else.

"It's alright! We're just glad that you're okay!" Bianca assured me with a sweet smile.

"That's right, boy! You barely weigh a feather! Now eat up the food I got for you!" Draco emerged and set down a tray piled high with food.

"I can't possibly finish this much food!" I protested.

"By hook or by crook, you have to finish it! Don't be wasteful!" Draco smiled.

"Ugh… Some help please, Cheren, Bianca, Eon, Oshawott and Tepig?" I begged and did my best puppy dog eyes.

"A-Alright! Alright! Just stop giving us those doe eyes!" Cheren yelled as he flailed his arm, a healthy blush on his face.

"Thank you! I am forever in your debt…" I gave a grateful smile.

Heh, suckers! It always works!

The six of us, including me sat down and tucked into the admittedly delicious food. Surprisingly, the one who ate the most was Oshawott, who was still munching away after five of us groaned and mumbled that we were too full to even take another bite.

"How does he pack all of that away…?" I asked in disbelief.

"I'd like to know that too…" Cheren added, equally incredulous.

"Excuse me again!" Nurse Joy called out with Rosey waddling in after her.

"You can be discharged now! Mr Draco has already signed out for you." She smiled at me.

"Thanks, Nurse Joy. Thank you too, Rosey. You helped me a lot." I thanked the Nurse Joy who had her jaw dropped and a blushing chansey.

"Who on earth is Rosey?" Cheren asked, puzzled.

"How did you know Rosey's name? I am quite sure I didn't give it to you." Nurse Joy questioned, bewildered as well.

"Rosey is the Chansey that's behind Nurse Joy now. To answer Nurse Joy's question, Draco told me his name." I stated nonchalantly.

"That makes sense. I did tell Draco about Rosey since Rosey is the darling of our pokémon centre after all!" Nurse Joy beamed.

"Well, I'm glad that you're feeling better now, Jayden." A voice said, startling everyone present.

"Professor Juniper!" Bianca squawked.

"Since you're better, let's get ready for some lessons I'm going to have to teach all of you, okay?" Professor Juniper clapped her hands together cheerfully.

"Sure. Just let me get changed…" I shooed everyone but Eon out.

I stripped off the revealing hospital gown – I did not need my buttocks to be on display for the world, thank you very much – and changed into my usual clothes but decided to leave the jacket off. I dug around for my green bag and found it lying forlornly in the corner. Stuffing my jacket inside, I picked up Eon and set him on my shoulder, ignoring his expression of surprise at the number of scars I had on my body, and set off to the lobby of the pokémon centre.


"Sorry if I kept you guys waiting." I walked over as quickly as possible without jostling Eon.

"We didn't wait long at all. Now let's begin the first lesson! We're at the perfect place anyway!" Professor Juniper smiled widely.

"Lesson one will be about the Pokémon Centre! If your pokémon's health points are low or if they have fainted, head over to Nurse Joy to get her to heal your pokémon." She started.

"It'll be done in a jiffy!" Nurse Joy chirped.

"Yes. Now, we'll move on to the PC. You see that machine next to Nurse Joy's counter? That's where you can store or withdraw the pokémon you've caught. Do you know why you need that?" Professor Juniper quizzed.

"Because you can only carry six pokémon at one go." Cheren answered quickly.

"Bingo! Also, sometimes you might need to switch your pokémon party around so the PC will be a very useful machine! Next, we'll head to the blue counter over there."

"This is the PokéMart. It's a great place where you can buy recovery items like Potions and other things like Mail and Pokéballs. You may try out the various points in the lesson. When you're done, meet me outside for lesson two!" Professor Juniper announced before walking out of the Pokémon Centre.

"I'll go and try the PC." Cheren wandered off.

"I'm going to buy some stuff. What are you going to do, Jayden?" Bianca asked.

"I'm going to buy some stuff too. You can go first." I offered.

"Thanks! Let's see… I'll buy some Pokéballs and Potions…" Bianca told the salesperson.

"Certainly! Here you go!"

"I'll go meet Professor Juniper outside. I'm not really interested in the PC…" Bianca smiled and strolled off.

"What do you have here, Mister?" I asked.

"We have Potions and Pokéballs! Essential supplies I'll say!" The shopkeeper declared.

I could not help but sigh at the meagre items available. I already had some pokéballs and a few potions from Draco so I'm good to go, for now.

"Thank you but I already have those. I'll buy more when I run out." I gave a smile before running out to meet Professor Juniper.

Bianca and Cheren were already there. I quickly joined them and the three of us followed Professor Juniper who headed to Route 1.

"Lesson two. I'll teach you how to catch pokémon! Please observe." She announced before heading into a large patch of tall grass.

"Professor Juniper!" I called out.

"Yes, Jayden?" She asked curiously.

"Um… May I be excused from this lesson? I've already learnt how to capture pokémon from Draco…" I mumbled uncomfortably.

"Of course! Off you go then!" She smiled, albeit a somewhat strained one.

I heaved a sigh of relief and gave a bow of thanks before running off to the pokémon centre. I did not want to hear wild pokémon in pain. No thanks, sir and madam. I do not need more nightmares. I decided to explore Accumula Town instead. As I wandered, I saw a large space with benches. Feeling curious, I asked a passer-by what that space was used for.

"Oh, that? It's the town square. We have various purposes for it. You can use it as a park or to train your pokémon." She kindly explained.

"Thank you!" With that, I decided to try and train Eon in the town square.

"Wanna train, Eon?" I asked the bored Eevee on my shoulder.

"Oh, so you're finally talking to me now?" He muttered but nodded his head.

"Well sorry I was focusing on Professor Juniper's lessons." I rolled my eyes back at him.

He gave a snort but sat by my feet, waiting for me to give instructions.

"What would you like to train in – accuracy, speed or dodging?" I asked Eon.

"Since dodging would probably involve sharp, pointy objects hurled at me and speed will probably tire me out, I'll pick accuracy." Eon decided after a lengthy and unneeded explanation.

"Erm… Right…" I sweatdropped and nodded my head slowly.

And so, the tort- I mean training began.


Omake:

"Excuse us." A voice cut through the room before Cheren and Bianca appeared, with their pokémon and Eon in tow.

"Cheren! Why didn't you heal me? You're the designated healer!" I whined indignantly, crossing my arms and glaring at him.

"Well excuse me for allowing the plot to finally move forward a little." Cheren rolled his eyes.

Bianca and all the pokémon gasped.

"What?" Cheren snapped irritatedly.

"Y-You just broke the fourth wall!" Bianca pointed a shaky finger at him.

"So?" Cheren raised an eyebrow.

"It's against the rules!" Bianca protested.

"What rules?" I asked cluelessly.

"This one! It's on page 187, line number 6." Bianca tossed a book at me.

Her aim was either very stellar or extremely poor since it hit me right on the head, knocking me out like a light.

"Oops." Bianca smiled sheepishly while Cheren and the other pokémon snorted with laughter.


Name: Eon

Species: Eevee

Level: 9

Ability: Adaptability

Moves:

Tackle

Sand Attack

Tail Whip

Helping Hand