Yes! I'm back and uploading my story again. I'm sorry for the wait, several things have happened since the last upload. First, I moved house so I was away from the net for a while. Second, major assignments for my Uni degree. Third, I'm 19 now. I can devote more time to my story now and please do keep reading. I enjoy writing my story here. If you have questions about what's happening about my story please ask. Don't be afraid tell me what's wrong with my writing and/or story so far. People have picked on mistakes and I'm so happy when they tell me. Thanks if you have and thanks to everyone who has kept reading.

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Torchic followed her new found friend into Beach Cave. With every step her excitement grew. With every step her fear grew also. She was worried not only for her own safety but for Treecko's as well. She could see he was weak and growing weaker every minute. She felt guilty for needing his help. He should be resting, not helping her sort out her problems by running through dungeons. And then there was his memory, or lack there off in this case. Even with no memory of who he is or where he's from he was helping her. "Way to lay the guilt on thick," she thought to herself. Despite all of that though there was one thing that topped this whole situation. He was a Grovyle who de-evolved back to a Treecko, or claims to be at least. It was so hard for her not to give him the benefit of the doubt. After all, how many would help a complete stranger just out of the goodness of their heart? Even Exploration Teams want some sort of compensation for the work. Yet here he was, weak with no memory and helping her fight for her item back. "I'll pay him back somehow," She thought. "I have to find a way to help him like he's helping me now. Maybe... Yeah, that might workout"

He didn't understand why he wanted to help this Pokemon. It was on impulse that he did it and why the hell did that speech he gave her sound so familiar? His body was off as well. He was walking with all limbs instead of his legs only. He was shorter and couldn't keep an eye out for danger with ease. He almost left the leaves that were meant to be on his arms and the longer tail that was meant to keep him balanced. But they weren't there and neither were his memories. Was he a Treecko or Grovyle? He couldn't be sure. All he knew was everything was wrong and he couldn't do a damn thing to fix it now. His heart felt heavy, longing for forgotten company. He looked back at Torchic and for a split second saw someone else. It was a discoloured figure at best, taller then him and walking on two legs. Then he remembered Torchic's final evolution was Blasiken, and they walked on two legs. But somehow that didn't seem right. Why would he imagination Torchic like that? He didn't know, so he focused back on the task at hand, getting back that rock.

The dungeon was water type which he was strong against and Torchic was weak to. The two thieves where both poison type. The Zubat is a flying type also, the Koffing would have levitate. He would be most weak against the Zubat, the Koffing would be 50/50 based on his level. Torchic would have to fight, no matter what she thought of herself or her abilities. Torchic would have to fight Zubat as he was weakened against it. If he had a Gravelrock or Blast Seed their chances of succeeding would be much-Wait! What was he doing? Why was he listing the up coming battle like it was life and death? He looked around the cave but he didn't see the walls or ceiling. What he saw was ways that would either aid or hinder him in battle. He saw every little dip and crevasse that enemies could hide in. He was fully alert to any danger that could come his way. Who was he to have such paranoia, to have too know all of these little things that would go unnoticed by most. None of this made any sense to him and he doubt it would till he remembered.

The two were about halfway through the first floor when a Western Shellows came right for them. Torchic back up against the wall while Treecko took a defensive stance. When the Shellows came close enough Treecko jumped. While in mid air he used Absorb and landed with ease. The Shellows collapsed in a heap on the ground. Treecko turned around to see if Torchic was alright. He watched her peel herself off the wall and slowly walked towards him. She looked down at the Shellows as she came up next to Treecko.

"That was amazing!" She told him with clear excitement. "The way you moved! I've never seen anything like that before!"

He shrugged, "Guess I haven't forgotten everything after all."

"Yeah, maybe," She looked at him. "The way you move, you're unsure about yourself. You keep trying to stand on your back feet. You can't fake that kind of discomfort."

"Your right," He agreed. "I can feel the leaves that should be there and my tale feels way to short."

"You really were a Grovyle." Torchic said out loud.

"What? You didn't believe me before?" He questioned.

"Look, it's a bit far fetched that a Pokemon can de-evolve but there is one important thing your missing. Your helping me in a way no one else has before. You believe in me and you want to help me, so how can I not give you the benefit of the doubt?"

He looked at her, not sure what to say. "Alright," He said slowly. "I get what your saying. If your not sure, then I understand."

Torchic smiled, "I believe you Grov. It's hard not to..."

"You- You called me Grov."

"That's your name isn't it?"

"Yeah, it is." He smiled, "Come on then, let's finish this."

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"This rock better be worth something," Koffing said as he looked over the Relic Fragment.

"It seems too small to be of any value," Zubat commented.

"Well, she did say it was a Relic."

"That Relic is also not yours!"

The two tuned to see Grov and Torchic walk through the opening of Beach Cave Pit. Koffing smirked at the pitiful sight. He and his friend were both Poison type with Zabat being duelled with Flying. Their wannabe opponents were a Grass type and a wimp.

"This is funny!" Koffing laughed.

"GIVE ME BACK MY RELIC FRAGMENT! IT'S MY PERSONAL TREASURE AND IT MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME!" Torchic shouted at them. She froze, stunned by her own outburst.

Zubat and Koffing looked at each other for a moment before bursting out in laughter. Grov crossed his arms, unimpressed by what he saw.

"Why are you laughing?!" Grov demanded, shouting over them. They stopped and glared at him.

Zubat spoke first. "I may not have eye's but you two must be the most sorriest looking Pokemon that I have ever known."

"One of you is a coward and the other is at a clear disadvantage," Koffing continued. "But, since we're so nice, we will let you leave before we forced to hurt you."

"You have already hurt us," Grov told them. "And we are going nowhere till we get back what doesn't belong to you."

Torchic looked at Grov in wonder. Here was a Pokemon willing to go all in for her sake. She thought she understood the feeling while walking. But the truth was it was nothing compared to now. She was so in awe that she missed the moment the battle started. She watched Grov jump to the wall and stick there by his feet. He pointed passed her and she turned around just in time to duck. She rolled and jumped back on her feet. Zubat turned around to face her again. She glanced at Grov who just his Koffing with Pound. Zubat flew to Tackle her again. On instinct alone she jumped out of his way and blew an Ember at his wake. The move hit between his wings and Zubat faltered for a bit. Her actions, her unrealised ability to fight frightened her. Yet, she felt a power she never had before. Deep in her core it felt a fire had just been lit. Excitement filled her as she anticipated the next attack. Zubat came back at her with Tackle, but now she wanted to attack him. So when Zubat came close, she moved as if to jump away again. He reacted to the false move and as he realised his mistake Torchic did jump. She hit him dead on with Scratch, right in the middle of his face. Zubat crashed into the ground, defeated.

Koffing laughed at Grov, "We will see." He said before going for him. Grov jumped away from Torchic and onto the wall. His feet let him stick there, sideways on the wall. He looked at Torchic who was still just standing there like a moron. He saw Zubat flying at her and pointed at him. She ducked out of the way just as Koffing got to him. From the wall he leaped, landing a Pound on the back of Koffing. Koffing was knocked forward into the wall. He turned back at Grov, his smiling face turned sour with hate. He went at Grov again with the same lack of strategy as before. Grov smirked at him. Power was one thing, but without control or discipline it was just another wasted resource. So Grov let him come close before putting the Blast Seed he had in his mouth. Koffing was only a second away before Grov let the Blast Seed work. No one knew why Blast Seeds become more violent when exposed to saliva then just being cracked or thrown. They never exploded in water, nor juice. He doubted Koffing would care for such things as flame covered him face first. The gasses he was exulting reacted with the flame. It made him slower and less able to move. Grov run and jumped with Pound on the ready. He hit Koffing right on top, driving him into the ground.

Torchic collapse with shock and shame. How could she like fighting? She tried to deny it but the thrill of knocking Zubat out made her happy. She was happy that she hurt someone! She couldn't take her eyes of Zubat's form.

Grov walked over to Torchic and put a hand on her back. She flinched at the contact but Grov didn't move.

"Are you hurt?" He asked her. She shocked her head slowly.

"Don't be ashamed about enjoying it."

Torchic's head snapped at his direction, "How can you say that! I liked hurting him!" She stood up and backed away from Grov. "I enjoyed knocking him out. How can I like such a thing!?"

Tears streamed down her face. Grov walked over to her and put his hands on her shoulders.

"Look at me," Grov commanded. Torchic looked up and met his gaze.

"They deserved what they got. They've harmed you and others for no good reason for ages. Finally, they might take the hint that it's time for a change in life."

"But I liked it..."

Grov shock his head at her, "There is nothing wrong with feeling some joy out of fighting. It's natural to feel it. You've become teary over hurting them, that proves that you are a good Pokemon."

She didn't know what to say to that. She just gave him a weak nod in response.

"Good," Grov said. "Lets get back your item and leave."

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The sand was warm under her talons. The Krabby had stopped blowing their bubbles. The sun was near the horizon, a beautiful red kissed around the yellow and the land. She looked at Grov with a smile. Had it not been for him she wouldn't have her Relic Fragment back. She was beyond happy with that. She watched him look around the beach, seemly lost. He had nowhere to go and had no memory to rely on. He helped her and maybe she could help him.

"Grov?" She called to him as she walked over. He looked her way as she walked over to him and faced the sunset. "For the longest time I've had always dreamed of being an explorer. Discovering forgotten treasures, saving those who need help and finding out where my Relic Fragment is from. Until today I had no hope of getting to that dream. You made that possible for me." She faced him. Trying to gage his reaction. "I want to make a deal. I will do what I can to help you discover who you are and where your from. In exchange, you help me in joining the guild and being apart of a team."

"What's this guild about anyway?" Grov asked.

"Wigglytuff's Guild is run by Wigglytuff, one of the best explorers ever. In order to become an explorer you have to join a guild. There are several around the land but Wigglytuff's Guild is widely considered the best of them all. I want to join, but as you can guess-"

"You lack the confidence to join and even think you will be kicked out since you lack the will to fight for your dream. Is that what you're saying?"

"Yeah, that's what I'm saying. Soooooo, what do you think? Will you do it?"

Grov thought about it for a moment. "If I join with her, then I might be stuck with her for a while. Yet, she seems like the honest type. If she says she could help me then I'm guessing she will. But what of this guild. How will they react when, if, I tell them what's happened to me. Will they believe me? Torchic did, but will others? I'll have to decide what to do once I meet them."

"Alright Torchic, I'll join you in a team."

Torchic's eyes lit up, "Really! Oh, thank you!"

Grov smiled at her reaction, "Where are we going?" He asked.

Torchic smiled as she pointed behind him, "We go to the cross road and keep going up the stairs."

"Lets go then," He said as he turned around to walk.

"Um, Grov," Torchic said softly. Grov turned back to her. "Before, when you said I became teary over hurting them back there. I don't want to forget that moment. So, can you call me Teary from now on so I don't forget?"

Grov nodded, "What ever you say, Teary."

Teary grinned, "Follow me, I'll take you till the Guild."