Hey all. Can't believe this is the last chapter. It has been such a blast writing this story for you all and I love all the love and support you guys have shown it. I want to thank ProcratinationIsMyCrime for being my partner in crime on this. She's been the best I could ever ask for. But for now, just enjoy the final chapter.
The storm raged on outside; the waves crashed against the harbor and the rain fell in buckets.
Inside the port building, there was a budding crowd of Pokémon trainers that were determined to reach the ferry for New Island to battle the world's greatest Pokémon trainer. Officer Jenny and the harbor manager stood at the entrance to the harbor, halting the crowd.
"This could be the worst storm ever," said Officer Jenny. "Because of that, the ferry has been canceled."
"You must listen to me," The harbor manager also said. "You have got to find shelter as soon as possible."
Corey, Neesha, and Fergus stood at the front, disappointed looks on their faces. They didn't know exactly why they were there in the first place but they were disappointed at having to miss the ferry.
"Excuse me please," A voice cried out. The crowd parted to reveal Nurse Joy standing there.
"The Pokémon Center will be open as a shelter during this time," she said. "Anyone who needs a place to stay should come with me."
Corey looked at the two next to him, feeling like he had met them before somewhere but he couldn't be too sure.
"Don't I know you guys from somewhere?" He asked.
Fergus and Neesha looked at him like he was crazy but also couldn't help but shake the feeling they had met him before either.
"Not sure," shrugged Neesha.
"Me either." Fergus shook his head before resuming his cocky demeanor. "Fergus P. Richardson's the name."
"Corey Slayzer," The two exchanged handshakes.
Corey picked up his stuff and walked away from the two of them. He noticed Troy sitting with his other companions. Troy met his gaze and the two of them nodded to each other in respect.
"Nurse Joy and Officer Jenny are really great," said Brock as he watched Nurse Joy guide the crowd of trainers to the Pokémon Center. "They just keep getting more beautiful every time I see them."
Troy scoffed. "Is that all you think about, Brock? Sometimes you worry me."
"Hey guys," said Ash. "What are we doing here anyway?"
Come to think of it, why exactly were they here? Troy couldn't remember what it was. One minute they were all having lunch and then all of a sudden they were at the harbor. Why was that?
"I'm not exactly sure about that myself, Ash," Troy replied. "Maybe we were supposed to catch a boat or something. But I do have the weirdest sense of déjà vu, like this all happened before."
"I do too," Brock agreed. "It's so weird."
Suddenly the sound of fangirls screaming permeated the air, causing Troy to groan. Sure enough, there were three girls standing behind him, basking in the sight of the former Kanto champion being in their presence.
"Oh my gosh, it's Troy Black," one of the girls squealed. She shoved a picture of him and a Sharpie into his hand. "Would you sign it please?"
Troy didn't react for a brief second. He wasn't exactly sure what to do. These girls didn't want him to sign their breasts or anything weird like that so it would be fine.
"Sure." He smiled, signing the picture of him before handing it back to the girl. She had the biggest smile on her face as she walked away.
He signed autographs for the two other girls, one of whom tried to sneak him their cell phone number but he politely declined it. As Troy went back to sit down, he noticed Brock's jealous look.
"Come on, Brock, don't be like that." He smirked. "I keep telling you that I can't control who the girls go for."
"That's not a good enough excuse," Brock snapped. "Why can't I get a girl to like me while you get all of the attention?"
"You're hopeless."
Just as it seemed there was going to be a full-blown argument, Misty got in-between them.
"Let's just get something to eat," she suggested. "We're all hungry so that's why you guys are getting short with each other."
"I'm in total agreement with that." Ash nodded his head.
Before the group would get a chance to set off to find food, there came a cry from the door.
"Look, it's a miracle."
The group of friends looked towards the entrance and walked outside to the harbor. The rain had stopped. The skies were clearing up and the sea was smooth and calm once again. You could call it a miracle because of how fast it stopped.
"Well that's a sight for sore eyes," Troy said, breaking the awed silence. "I always love how the sky looks after a big storm."
Standing on the edge of the platform, feeling the waves rock against it rather than smash, Ash and friends took in the beautiful sight. Rays of sunshine tried to peak through the dark, heavy clouds, and the calm sea went on for miles.
"It's so pretty," Misty's eyes sparkled in awe.
"Yeah it sure is." Brock agreed. "Nothing like the aftermath of a huge storm."
Suddenly Ash and Troy thought they saw something flying in the sky. It looked feline-ish and had a long pink tail. Trailing behind it were things sparkling like diamonds as it flew into the clouds.
"What's that?" Ash asked.
"I'm not sure what that was," replied Troy with a shake of his head.
"What's what, guys?" Misty asked as she and Brock gave them curious looks, unsure of what the two of them were talking about. "I don't see anything."
"Nothing except the sky," Brock nodded. "Maybe you guys were just seeing something in the clouds."
"No I don't think that's it," Troy denied. "What do you think, Ash?"
Ash stood with a bit of a grin on his face. Memories of the day he left home to start his journey flooded his mind, as he was sure he saw another rare Pokémon like he did that day.
"The day I left home to start my Pokémon journey, I saw a really rare Pokémon," he said. "And just now I thought I saw another one."
"That's a coincidence," Troy quipped. "I saw one too. Maybe we'll see another one someday."
The group stood staring out at the sky for a few more moments. Without a word, they walked back to the port building so they could continue on their way. Once they got inside, a most bizarre sight greeted them. A kid was running in like he was late for something. He was bent over and breathing heavily.
"What did I miss? Am I late?" He quickly asked. Ash and the gang finally got a good look at him. He wore a red tank top, black pants, a wheel-necklace that looked familiar to Ash and Troy but they couldn't place, and he wore double black wristbands. He also had a short black Afro and skin as dark as his hair.
"Uh no," Ash answered. "You didn't miss anything."
"Ok good," the stranger panted. "I was afraid that I missed something important. There looked like a big crowd here." He then got a good look at the gang, his heart stopping as soon as he set his eyes on Misty. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. His face broke out into a blush but because his face was dark, it couldn't be seen.
"Well hello," He greeted in a smooth and suave way. He grabbed Misty's hand and placed a kiss on it. "And who might you be, pretty one?"
Misty giggled at the young man's attempt to woo her. "I'm Misty," she replied.
"Misty," he crooned. "Such a beautiful name for a pretty young lady like yourself."
Ash cleared his throat to break up the moment. He could instantly tell he didn't like this guy. He seemed like a total hot shot.
"And who might you be?" He asked in a threatening tone.
"Name's Zyon," the stranger replied. "Zyon Webster."
"Like Merriam Webster?" Troy giggled, thinking it was funny.
The stranger, now known as Zyon, gave him a dirty look but shrugged it off. He collected his things off of the floor and looked like he was preparing to leave.
"I gotta go," he said. "I'm sure we will all see each other again soon."
Without another word, he left, but not before giving Misty a small wink. Ash watched him leave. Something about this Zyon character seemed familiar, almost like he had known him before but for some unexplained reason never stuck around in his life.
"Ooh, I think someone likes you." Troy teased Misty.
"Yeah, that would be a first," Brock laughed, before receiving a mallet shot to the head.
Ash was steaming with jealousy. Why was he being jealous over someone showing Misty some attention? It just didn't make sense. She was his friend so it shouldn't bother him.
"Alright guys," Troy broke his thoughts. "Let's go get some food. I know a good place here on the island. They make the best deep dish, everything on it pizza in the entire Kanto region."
"Then what are we waiting for?" Ash exclaimed excitedly. "Let's get going."
"Alright." Troy laughed, ruffling Ash's head.
The group of friends left finally. Wherever their journey would take them next, they were going to do it all together and nothing would get in the way of that.
High above the city, a figure watched the group of friends walk. He was so stupid to believe that all of humanity was evil and wicked, but not those four friends, and the one who showed him what it truly means to live.
Without another moment to spare, the figure flew off to the northwest to his new home, hoping to live in peace and find out what meaning his life has.
'So long, Troy Black,' He thought. 'I owe you my entire life.'
And that is that. Be sure to drop a review saying what you liked best about the story. Zyon is an OC happily donated to me by the core of justice, so thanks a lot. You'll see more of him in an upcoming story. For now, it's so long until next time. Troy now belongs to LEGAL-EAGLE53 so any other stuff about him will come from her.
It's been a good long journey with Troy, having had him in my arsenal for seven years, but I know with her he will be in better hands. Give me your opinions about him so as to see what I can pass on to LEGAL-EAGLE53 so she can deliver what you guys want.
So long everybody...until next time.
