A/N: Sorry for not updating in a long time. I'm just kind of losing confidence in writing. Also there was a typo in the previous chapter. During Jet's dream, it says purple eyes, but it should say red eyes. Entirely my fault. Now let's see where this story heads.

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Chapter 4: A promise

Jet was stunned. He had just been told the one thing he never expected to here. EVER. But there he was, a genuine guardian was telling him that he would be able to become one of the most amazing things ever. A hero.

He looked back at Wave who was smiling at the Flygon's reaction. He smiled a ridiculously large grin back at him. He could see it now; helping Pokémon, and having adventures. But then he thought back at what had just happened. His friends were just attacked and hurt. Their homes were burnt to the ground.

A frown stole away the earlier grin he had. How could he think of leaving when his friends needed him the most? What if there was another attack? What if instead of a few scars, his friends were killed? What if Stinger was killed…?

"I'm sorry Wave, but my friends need me here. They need my help." He said with true sadness. He would never get another chance like this.

"Don't worry Jet. We have intell that they just attacked here as a test. And we have scouts all over the world. Including here. If anything were to happen, we would be able to stop it." Wave said this as though the whole ordeal with the army hadn't happened.

"That's great, but I need to help them with things here right now. Besides, my friends would hate me for leaving in their time of need." Jet said this. He knew they would. He would also hate himself for it.

" I know you have your best intentions at heart Jet. But we need you. We think war might break out. We need your help to protect other Pokémon from having to face the same disaster. Your friends would understand. Just explain it to them." As Wave said this Jet thought of other Pokémon, who had families and friends, just burning in a merciless pile of ash.

After this thought his mind was made up. He would help to stop this from ever happening again. He gave a nod to Wave. He would go explain that he was leaving, then rejoin Wave to become a guardian.

Jet found Stinger helping a Bidoof with healing a small burn. Jet waited till Stinger was done to talk to him. He told Stinger about the conversation. Jet found it hard to read Stinger. But by the end when he said he was going to join Wave he could defiantly see Stingers anger, disappointment, and a slight hint of betrayal.

"So you're just going to leave all of us when we need you the most, just so you can go on an adventure!" Stinger replied furiously.

"No Stinger it's not like that! I'm going off to help stop this from ever happening!" Hadn't he explained this to Stinger already?

"You are just a selfish Flygon who thinks he can take off whenever his friends really need him!" Those words stung Jet harder than any attack had.

"You're my friend Stinger! My best friend! I thought that you would understand!" Jet said nearly screaming.

"…I'm sorry…" Stinger said on the verge of tears. His voice had faded into a whisper, and all the previous anger had been blown away.

"I got angry. I was upset about the attack. Those guys nearly killed you. If you go out there, you'll die… and I'll lose my only friend…" At this time a single tear had rolled down Stinger's cheek. This surprised Jet. Stinger had never cried. Perhaps when he was alone (At some point in life everyone cries. Maybe not in front of people but alone.), but never in front of anyone.

"I won't go off and die on you. We're best friends. I'll come back one day".

"I promise…"

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A/N: Well yeah… Not a lot to say. I knew this was going to happen. A test of friendship. Any ways I don't know if people still want to read this after such a late update. But who knows. Please review. I'm new to this. Anything could be helpful, even if you don't use the nicest of words. Wow… This took an hour to write…