They lived before the beginning, we lived after it.

I woke up yet again from another dreamless rest. Grabbing an oran berry from a nearby bush, I looked over to see if Zack was still asleep.

…Yup, definitely asleep.

The sun was rising, nothing new, but seeing it here…

What was I feeling? An emotion I cant seem to name…

Huh.

I heard Zack attempting to exit that place in not-conscious called sleep. He finally succeeded.

"Jack? Why the hell are you trying to go blind?"

…Oh yeah, staring at the sun is bad.

"Uhm, don't know, but lets go through the forest and go to the big blue mountain that talks."

"What the fuck?"

"Don't ask, it will scar you permanently."

"I prefer not to inquire about you lack-sanity."

"Good. I have taught you well."

"I taught me well."

"So I didn't?"

"Nope, you just gave me reason to teach myself stuffs."

"Okay, you won this round, but lets get to Eterna Village BEFORE dusk, shall we?"

And so, we set off into the somewhat-creepy forest.

…And encountered troubles quite soon.

"DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW TO FIGHT ME, BRO, BECAUSE I THINK NOT."

A nuzleaf repeatedly attempted to use leaf blade on me, which I repeatedly responded with either a dodge or by blocking it with my katana. Simply put, I'm winning in style.

Then he decides to kick me, which DID NOT FEEL NICE. The nuzleaf gave me a free splinter with the kick, which apparently means that this pokemon is literally a tree. Mostly literally.

I was, to say the least, pissed off.

"EAT KATANA YOU MAGGOT!"

I whacked the nuzleaf as hard as I possibly could, which was enough to knock out the nuzleaf.

…Victory goes to me!

…Wait, shit, my splinter!

I walked forwards and ended up tripping when I felt the splinter.

"Fork!"

Zack finished off a seedot by using a flamethrower. Wait, I never thought about how he knows flamethrower…

…Screw it.

I pulled out the splinter using my paws. Somehow I managed to succeed. (A/N: Nailed it, Jack "somehow" does a lot of things, xD)

"Hey, Zack, mind if I ask you a question quickly?"

"Hm?"

"How the hell do you know flamethrower?"

"Uh, I'll explain that later, but why are you surprised, most of my moves are fire type…"

"Despite not being one?"

"Explanations later. And no, I'm not wearing a disguise."

…Damn, I was so close to the answer, probably.

So we continued through Eternawood Forest, but I kept stopping to grab every item that didn't look evil. Some of them stared back menacingly, but I stood my ground. I would not fall to mere evil-looking items!

Then I saw something.

"Jack, remember that story I told you about my family?"

…Theres a house right in front of us, a ruined one, but still a house. I can see where this is going…

He continued, "This… Is where I used to live."

"Why are we here?"

"Shhh! To find the box! And the map!"

…The box? The map? What the hell is in this, "box"?

He led me inside, and hurried to a room in the back of the ruined house.

I didn't follow, rather, I looked at a family picture. I wouldn't care normally, but next to each family member in the picture was a symbol.

I could tell Zack apart from the rest, somehow.

…Next to him is a symbol that looks like a flame…

"Hey, Zack!"

He hurried back, with two items in his bag, a map and a box.

"Yeah?"

"Whats with the symbols next to each member of your family?"

He waited a few moments, as if thinking about the answer. Maybe deciding if I was "worthy of such information".

"The symbols, they are the typing of each of our hidden powers."

"Hidden power? Like the move?"

"Yeah, but hidden power is something that my dad had always believed was important. I didn't know why he felt that hidden power was such an important move, but I was able to learn flamethrower thanks to my hidden powers… Typing."

"Hmmm, do you happen to have the TM?"

"Yeah, why? Do you want to learn it?"

"Yup, but how is ones hidden power typing determined? Do you know?"

"The typing is determined by your personality, mostly, but theres other factors, I don't want to go over them."

He handed me a TM for Hidden power. I took it, but I didn't know how to use it.

"How the hell do I use this disc?"

"You put your hand on it, it's a telepathic machine. It uses psychic powers that are bound to the disc to activate. Just put your hand on it and mentally activate it."

"Uhm, alrighty then."

I put my paw on it, closed my eyes and said in my mind, "Activate".

…It worked.

Unfortunately, I had to forget endure, but counter could be used without endure, so who cares?

I opened my eyes.

"Want to find out what your hidden powers typing is?"

"Yup, lets go to Eterna Village, though.", I handed Zack the TM back, which he put in the bag.

…Still, how the hell does that bag work? It stores more than it looks like it should be able to!

We set off to Eterna Village, and Zack seemed happy to not be in his old home. I guess that's just how he deals with being in bad-memories-located-here-places.

…Theres probably a word for that, isn't there…

"Dude! We need to hurry, its almost night!"

"Okay, okay, I'll stop picking up stuff…", I kinda lied, because I would pick up a TM if I saw one no matter what… Unless life-or-death situation occurs.

We walked out of the forest, Eterna Village was not very far away.

…But I never got to use hidden power…

"Welcome to Eterna Village, lads!", a Gallade greeted us.

"Thanks, sir, but do you happen to know where the nearest inn is located?", Zack apparently isn't easily pissed off by people being nice.

…Wait, how do I get pissed off by people being nice? Oh wait, nevermind, I probably shouldn't question myself. Its not good for my mental health.

The gallade smiled and pointed to a building to our left, "Over there, lads."

"Great, lets go.", I wasn't in the mood for the thing some people know as "patience".

"Thanks, sir!", Zack thanked the Gallade, and followed me to the inn.

"Here we are, the inn."

"Look at the name of the inn, dude."

"Farfetch'd inn. FARFETC-"

I didn't finish that, I was laughing too hard.

"Guess we cant expect anything to be true here. Its too farfetch'd!", Zack said before joining in on the too-much-laughter, which soon became I-can-barely-breathe-ha-ha-ha.

We eventually stopped and walked into the inn.

"Hey, you two. Looking for a room?", a farfetch'd asked us.

"Yup.", I replied.

"Just 600 poke tonight, since we have a half-price deal this week."

Zack paid the farfetch'd and got a key for our room. He led me upstairs and to a room with tye number "2" written on it.

"So only one other pokemon is staying here?", I asked.

"Apparently, probably, unless theres multiple pokemon staying in room one."

He handed me the key, which I used to open the door.

I don't know why, but when I saw the moon rising, I felt fear. Something, I didn't have any clue what, but SOMETHING was going to happen. That's the feeling I felt, but then again…

I'm probably fearing the full moon due to stupid stories of vampires and werewolves.

"Jack, just so you know, theres a reason why I was hurried to get to town today. The full moon."

"What about it?"

"That's when… They appear."

"Who are they?"

"T-the…"

…Damn it, Zack, finish your sentences!

"The shadows. They awaken."

…And this is what you should tell me Zac- Wait, what the hell are shadows? I assume he doesn't mean the regular kind…

A/N:

…Oh, sorry, the potential cliffhanger was tempting. Also, TM in this fanfiction means "Telepathic Machine" and is created by binding a move to a telepathic disc. I mean, seriously, how would pokemon be able to use a computer to read the TM when theres no computers?

Jack: No computers? No Xbox? No Minecraft? No 3ds? Not even The Legend of Zelda? Nooooooooo!

I don't feel bad for you Jack.

Jack: Jerk, why did you have to remove the possibility of advanced tech in the pokemon realm? Why?!

I didn't remove it from the story, there MIGHT be a laptop somewhere!

Jack: Really? YAY!

Anyway, thanks for reading, peoples! And don't forget to review!

Cya!