StevenZ12:
Hello y'all, I guess I have a lot of time writing since there is some sh*tty weather in Montreal right now. This is the fourth episode of the fanfic and to be Honest, I'm satisfied with the current views, being relatively new to this.
The action should really pace up in few chapters, and I do hope that I'll be ready to right all of this. I currently wonder if I should add OC's to my story, I'd like your reviews or comments on this matter. Without further ado, let's get busy with the summary of the last chapter, Good reading *smiles*.
Previously on Shadow adventures:
Steven just befriended a very peculiar Sneasel that a very adventurous Snover confronts and battle them. Even with Sneasel being unable to use any offensive attack and him being a human, so being able to muster less power that actual Pokémon, he still manages to hold on its own, but is finally overpowered by Snover. Before Snover finishes them off with an off the charts energy ball, Sneasel deflects the deadly attack with an attack that is baptized aura slash and collapses. He gets him to the Pokémon center, heals and then leave to discover about the human civilisation.
CHAPTER 4: Solidarity in Adversity.
For Arceus sake, I was a fool to actually believe it would be easy, I said while shivering.
Sneasel! Sne Sel Snea. (Yeah! It is hard.) Sneasel replied, tired but perfectly fine, being an Ice type.
It's been like this for the last 4 months or so, I was now 6 years old and I lived near the Snowpoint temple, or actually inside it. I was too shy to see the other children here and I had to steal every day to assure my subsistence and my Sneasel's belly. From being chased by Poochyena and Zangoose all day got use some pretty nice speed training and my agility was now on par with Sneasel's.
Speaking of him, he actually manage to learn scratch, icy wind and faint attack, following the normal offensive learning course of any Sneasel. After a year and 4 months in the harsh weather of northern Sinooh, my naturally golden brown skin (the skin you get from black and white parent, I have no floatelling Idea on how it is named) turn paler as it adapted itself to endure the cold. I wasn't stupid, thought and even if it kind of repulsed me to actually thief in stores and markets, it had to be done in order to stay alive. This is the way I lived for the first months in Civilisation.
Now here I am, 6 years old and ready for more adventures of wandering and stealing. Well I say that and my Sneasel is still snoring like there is no tomorrow. Time to help it.
Rise and shine buddy! I said while throwing a little bucket of water on his face.
Snnneeeeassssellll! (Nooooo! 10 more minutes!) Sneasel sheepishly begged while turning his body.
As I started to get kind of annoyed, Sneasel finally got his rear up and we both did our morning cheers and setups, who was essential to keep our spirit high and our body hot.
Let's go to the forest today, maybe we can pay my Pokémon foster family a visit, I cheerfully proposed.
Sneasel? Sne Snea Sne Sneaselsnea Sneasel sel? (Pardon, you mean the Pokémon who raised you?) Sneasel asked, not really convinced that Pokémon could raise humans as well as human raised Pokémon.
Yeah bro I replied, these guys saved me back then when my parents disappeared. They raised me for a year before sending me to Snowpoint so I could return to humanity. I think they'll enjoy to see me after all this time and I would like you to meet them.
Snea, Sneasel Sel! (Well, ok! Why not!)
Thus we walked away from the temple in the direction of route 217, only to witness once of the most amazing chases I ever saw. There was a Riolu, standing while holding an arm with the remaining one and covered in bruises and cuts from all sources…. Surrounded by a pack of Swinub and a Piloswine. As you can imagine, these Ice types were really angry at him for some reason. The Riolu had a strange color thought. My foster mother told me about her mate once. Lucario's normally were blue in color and Riolu, their child form were blue as well. That wasn't what I was seeing. This peculiar Riolu had golden fur and was a bit taller than usual. But let's get back to the situation. The Pokémon were arguing very heavily and then Piloswine stepped in to launch something that looked like sharp rocks, which I identified to be Stone Edge. The Riolu jumped and did a mid-air front flip to evade the avalanche of sharp rocks… only to be charged a dozen take down attacks, courtesy of the Swinub pack. We continued watching this, mesmerized by both the acrobatic prowess of the bipedal Pokémon and the wildness of the Swine pack. When they finally begun to talk, I was baffled by the Pokémon world's source of conflict. The poor Riolu just took two or three aspear berry to feed himself and get rid of his cold and these madmons just attacked him, despite having hundreds of them in their reserves.
I don't believe it! I said to my Partner, why is food this much of a problem in the Pokémon world.
Well, for starters, in such a harsh environment, food is all important, and for second, Swinub and Piloswine are huge eaters, they can eat all that food in a matter of weeks, if not days. Sneasel answered
(A/N: By this chapter, you know that I can understand poke speech and while looking at various Pokémon fan fictions, I managed to see that writing down Pokémon speech then traducing it isn't this important so I shall simply write it down normally as for now.)
So should we butt in? I don't think I can watch that Riolu suffer any longer. I said. Indeed the poor thing looked like he was about to collapse.
Before Sneasel could answer, as on cue, the Pokémon collapsed from exhaustion and fell face first on the snow. This is when I saw his back, and felt tears coming immediately to my eyes. The Riolu's back was covered by frostbites and gashes, as if he got badly beat up and left here on the wintery forest to pass away. Before I knew it, Sneasel disappeared using quick attack and got back with an armful of Oran and Aspear berries. I took the Riolu on my arms and we proceed to go to my Foster mother's place, as this little one needed treatment as fast as possible so getting him to the Pokémon center was simply impossible. The warm little cavern covered in fluffy fur was perfect for recover, and my mom's medical abilities coupled with her aura abilities made her skill on par with Nurse Joy's. Fortunately she was home.
Hello mama! I need your help. I shouted sheepishly
Good Loppuny, will you help this poor Pokémon in need? Asked respectfully Sneasel, admiring the Pokémon's aura of kindness and her beauty.
As usual, the bunny Pokémon hopped to look at the emergency case, then coveted us with that look that make every children melt and feel at ease and gently kissed us on the forehead telling us not to worry.
He's badly injured and he got frostbites. Loppuny said, evaluating the damage. But he's not beyond hope, I should get him fixed up over the night. She said, giving us a smile.
After praising Sneasel's quick thinking about bringing in Oran and Aspear berries and his respectful demeanor, she proceed to treat Riolu. The first part was easy for her, she always had a good amount of medicinal herbs and clear water in her cave. She was like a Pokémon Nurse's Joy. Using healing aura and her medicinal herbs, she closed Riolu's wounds and managed to calm the frostbites with the Aspear berries. The second part was hellish. During the night, Riolu regained consciousness and started to shout like his tail was on fire. My two little sisters Buneary had to use both hidden power Psychic in order to keep him on his comfy fluffy couch. This is where I truly admired my mama. She simply asked her daughter to let him go and she stood alone and simply hugged Riolu and patted his back. Almost instantly, Riolu stopped struggling and started to cry, and seeing he crying his despair made all of us cry. Loppuny started to sing a comforting song in his ear, but since it was a cavern we all heard it and we actually came closer to hear it, as our heart was lulled back to happiness. This melody did wonders to me when I first were took in by her and the two Buneary and gave me my will to live back. It did even better to Riolu. The little Pokémon looked in all of our eyes, staring us as if he was scanning our souls, then smiled and cuddled Loppuny who kissed him on the forehead, earning a grateful groan. Slowly and surely, being all cuddled against each other, we went back to sleep. The next morning, we woke up and did our morning chores and cheers. Loppuny didn't dared to move with Riolu, all cuddled for dear life on her. Soon enough however, Riolu woke up and hugged Loppuny tightly, waking her up.
Good morning dear, Loppuny greeted, kissing him on the forehead.
Good morning, goddess of kindness, Riolu replied.
Call me Mama, Loppuny said, giggling about the flatterous compliment.
Ok then Mama, Riolu said still hugging her then letting her go.
The rest of the day went smoothly, Riolu eating Oran berries like a Snorlax, got his energy level back to normal in no time flat and befriended Sneasel. During the evening, as we were near the fire, courtesy of a Magmar living in mount Coronet nearby who took on the task of lighting fire in different cave to accommodate non Ice type Pokémon. (Yeah Pokemon do help each other) I talked about my time in Snowpoint and how I encountered Sneasel. Loppuny, being Lucario's mate already knew about human civilisation but the two buneary didn't. Loppuny had to promise them to see the city once their father come back to have them settle down. Riolu smiled, seeing this happy family life. Then one of my Buneary sister, the youngest then hopped off my lap and came near Riolu and cuddled him. This very little act lit up a flame of tenderness in Riolu's heart, maybe something else, after all, Riolu's and Buneary's are a good mix. Riolu slowly patted Buneary's head and the bunny Pokemon kissed his cheek.
I like you a lot Riolu, she said, earning a blush from the aura Pokemon. But I can sense some sadness in your heart. Can you tell us about it? She asked.
There were no way for Riolu to refuse such a request, especially from such a cute pokemon, which actually stay cuddled to him, gently stroking his head with the fluf on her ear, giving him pleasant waves of tenderness and support…
Don't worry Buneary, I do like all of you but you are a little more special then the others.
During that single day, the bond between these two little Pokémon grew incredibly strong.
This is the story of my past…
End of Chapter.
StevenZ12: Sorry for the cliff hanger, but I was approaching 2000 words and 6 pages. I will post the rest about riolu in the next chapter.
I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter, please review and follow. It seems that I'm gaining quite the hand but I'd like an exterior advice. Still taking OC's as the story of my world of memories will be very long. Be seeing you in the next chapter of Pokemon Shadow adventure 5: Riolu's Past