The group had split up leaving Don standing idly eating a chocolate that was 'hiding' in one of his pockets, waiting for them to return, while an ecstatic Luxio running around his legs, trying to catch he's tail and the proud Pigeot standing beside them. Don was standing alone because everyone else went to buy anything that they thought they had a need for if something went wrong in their two hour flying trek to Hearthome and obviously Don had everything that he needed in his jacket. May it be Full Restorer s or Max Reviver s, it was all there in his black, leather object. He made a few calls to people he knew that were going to be in Hearthome that would be chaperoned by a friend of his and when he told them it was 'Wild Child' (who Don had tons of stories about), Don ended dateless and Jaden became a man dating two girls, rather than one.
In the store-
"Get this and this and this and..." Josie had been marking off her (anime style) long list of 'essentials'. Maya, who had been standing right behind Jo, had been on the Poke Gear, ordering pizza with a Magicarp topping (who no one was too thrilled about) and all other edible items that might be needed/ wanted for their trip; and the other girls were scouring for accessories for their Pokemon that might be rare to Jubilife.
The guys, with the exception of Don and Ty, on the other hand were at an eatery making sure that they would be too full to eat any fishy pizza. Sadly they had not realised that they weren't in the cleanest of places and that Maya had only ordered for herself and her 'Eat Once a Day' private policy.
Ty was approaching Don, rubbing his thumb on his holstered swore (an actual swore people, don't grow imaginations yet [that s only for shipping]) with a private problem and since he had been going to Don for advice for years, he had thought that asking him about this would be best done in private.
"Don, how do you ask a girl out? I know that you have already organised a date for me but what must I say?" Ty asked with an almost scared expression that caught Don slightly off guard, because of he's constant staring and well now that he thinks about it, he has never actually seen Ty in a conversation with a girl he's age. Don put up a stupid thinking face and started to walk towards town centre, followed by Ty and Luxio.
"Well that s simple, act like yourself and don't make too many lies. Don started, but Ty seemed to have a million questions that had grown from that explanation," Grow confidence now so that you can regret it later." Don meddled with this answered and could see that Ty was lost in a maze of words," Ok, back to basics, be nice and don't tease harshly. Treat every woman as an idol and that you would (could never honestly) change her. Act as if every woman is Lugia, a friend with friends. Whoops!" Don had just realised that he had not just contradicted himself, but he might have also imprinted something terrible on this kids delicate (not really) mind, but at least he said be nice that should count for something.
Don took a deep breath as he approached a stage advertising laxatives and read the slogan 'Works when you want it to!' and he thought that this would be a perfect opportunity to tackle this companies slogan and mess with it like he did in Hoen and it seemed that the host seemed to have remembered him as well, because he's face contorted and spelled in to a fit of rage.
Don almost laughed as he said," Works when you want it to, eye? So what you are saying is that this laxative creates a connection between your head and your poop-hole and tells you re but when to go. It is like wait, wait... He teased as the crowed laughed while walking with a look that said he needed to go very soon and a very tilted body," Wait, almost there..." then he tuned and faced the crowed and sat down," Ok you can go!" The crowed was laughing and cheering and the host face palmed in embarrasment as he saw this happen. Don's eye's caught on a very orange head, almost familiar, but by her figure he thought about a little more. He beamed and trotted of the stage and went back to the Pidgeot who was standing silently, while avoiding the crowds.
Everyone seemed to be impatiently waiting for Don and Ty to pitch up, but was offered nuts by Josie and Lauren who were chomping them like gum. They happily accepted and Ty started eating, but Don was slightly curious about the origin of these nuts and why they brought up jokes from Hoen, where he was played tricks on by all those Hoenndians.
"Where did you get this?" Don inquired as he was about to take a bite from the nut, to the relaxing girls.
"Some guy that looked like he came from Hoen gave this to us for free!" They said almost insinc. Don spat the nut out and ordered everyone to do the same.
"Theses are Jamal nuts; these are get skinny fast nuts. They are so potent that just a sliver can make you go! Spit now! You know that Giratina Ghandi; this is what made him skinny. He probably swallowed a bag and he had to wear a nappy for the rest of his life." Don said, nearly shouting," But it is probably too late, so I suggest you hurry to the Pokemon Centre and prepare a toilet for your arrival." He finished, but they seemed to take no notice; until Rose said,
"I don't feel too good. I think I need the... Oopsy!" Rose said as she soiled her pants. Then everyone s eyes grew and rushed to the centre, but sadly none made it. The closest was Will, who had made a run for it since Don had spoken, but he had also the most embarrassing moment, because he had stained his faded black jeans with a new and wetter brown glow, right in the door way; he was then too weak to walk and had to be dragged in by random angers. Don helped where he could, but wouldn't touch any of them. Don also later found out that the only person not to soil himself was Ty, who had dived for the nearby bushes and ripped his pants off in the nick-of-time. Unfortunately, the bush was a toxic waste zone and was cleaned up by a few happy Muk, and when he had taken he's pants off, he had accidentally ripped a hole in he's pants and had an embarrassing walk to the Poke art to get a new pants.
Don and a little later on, Ty, were waiting in the food court for the serial users, were enjoying a hearty meal of their own. Don had seen the amount that the girls alone had used on their shopping spree (allot!) and decided that what had happened was revenge enough. He kept looking at the door to see when they would come, but never actually did. At a last ditch attempt, turned his head to the door and saw a hourglass figure that was being hugged tight by a dark green tank top underneath a black, off-the-shoulder, fishnet top that only reaches below her bust. She also wore a pair of camo style baggy pants that are held up by a black studded belt. On her feet she wore black converse. He had a pair of black fingerless gloves on her hands along with several green bangles and a green watch. Her ears are pierced with onyx studs and around her neck she wearing a long necklace with a white lightning bolts and master ball hanging at the bottom. Don saw her glance his way and fell off of his chair when he saw her eyes. Her eye colour starts with a ring of black on the outer edge, but gradually lightens up to a bight green in the centre. She also had flecks of gold scattered in them.
Everyone saw his fall and most turned away to continue something else, she walked towards him and helped him up and he stuttered words as he got up.
"Hi, names Don. Thank you. Don't I know you from somewhere? They called you..."
The unnamed girl interrupted," Yes, I'm Izamina Tessman, but most people call me Izzy." (OK so she is named!) Izzy said with a smile that faded when she saw Don's confused expression.
"That s not what they called you in Orange Archipelago. They called you champion. I was going to fight you but I got pulled away by Oak with his crazy ramblings about having to save the world..." Don instinctively answered. She quickly hushed him with her finger and ran out, leaving Don and the silent Ty, confused and lost in what had just occurred.
They decided to go back to the field where allot had just occurred and saw that the rest of the gang was waiting for them. They all got on flying Pokemon, although some had to share a ride and set to the skies.
A few hours later they had arrived in warm and fuzzy Hearthome and were ready to hear about The 8 in a cosy resturant. They lighting was dramatic as they all sat at one silent, dark table, in the corner of the room, with a single candle brightening only Don's face rather dramatically, and accentuating his piercing green eyes that seemed to never blink and his lips where the words to the legend originated.
Story POV (Very serious)
Long ago (about 4 years), in a distant land (Johto), there was a small group of teenagers that had helped save the world at least once, and have been well respected in their own field of speciality/ ies; may it be trainer/ coordinator. They had been equal in every respect and had respected each other equally. They all shared the ruling over one another s Pokemon, but taught their Pokemon to know and control their own abilities in every respect. They were joined because they knew that there was no trainer that could save the world by themselves and they had banned together, with their knowledge and power to help destroy the evil organisations or to use the help of their new assistants to accomplish their own dreams.
As the group of eight trainers grew strength, other evil organisations that were bent on destroying the world, started to dwindle. They had become close to stopping Giovanni and finally Team Rocket for good, when the mastermind had gotten his hands on Mew Two; that didn't end well. The group had been disband as the eight had turned in to the few last survivors. They had tried so hard to stop him, but had failed at the end. One of the last survivors was Theodore Donatello, who sworn to help The 8, but used the knowledge that he had gained by being an assistant to the league of Professors, to save he's family. He had grown bitter after he had been involved the misery that had been forced against and had attempted to capture the legendries, but stopped as he saw the pain that that had caused as well.
The other was a silent stranger, he was far from a teenager, but he's skills as an officer and Ranger was invaluable and that had gotten them out of serious predicaments, he kept talking about how much he wanted to see he's daughter again, but as long as she had that Shiny Lucario, he would never be allowed to see her again. He loved he's daughter and swore to find his way back home, to his family; where he believed he belonged. Years had passed and he still hadn't found a way and he just left after the Rocket incident.
The final survivor is the one that Don searches for. She was the only person that knew where he's family was. She had betrayed The 8 and had nearly killed Dre, who still carries the scar. She had apparently been paid by Giovanni to spy on them and report weekly. Don has loathed her ever since and knows that she was the only sure route to the Rockets leader. Some of them had hidden identities and that was never really looked into; sadly that little short cut in paper work is what was enevidably the cause of their downfall.
Normal POV (casual again yeah!)
Don had finished talking and was starting to swell with tears, there were too many memories that he was forcing forward to get the group that was needed again, withdrawing his body into the shadows and wiped his eyes silently.
"Wait, you said that there were three survivors; you, the cop and the backstabber; how does Dre fit in." Lauren said, clearly the one who would notice something like this.
Don started wiping his face," There were 8 official members, but I were allowed a spare, because I was too valuable to be left alone in the field, so I pick two of my friends, one who has helped me quite allot through the years and the other who thought that I had died when the group had disbanded. Now I was inquisitional to create a new one. I've picked all of you to be part of the new group; Nines!"
They sat quite again, but Shane, with Sableye broke the silence," There are nine of us, but you are talking about the 8."
"Maya and Rose would count as seconds because of their clear lack of experience." Don said as they just pouted, knowing that they could not argue.
"Now I ask you seven as Head Professor of the trainers core, promoted by Professor Oak; Professor Elm; Professor Birch and Professor Rowan; will you join me and become part of The Nines? I can see a million questions fill you eyes, come on, and ask away."
A/N what is your answer? What questions cloud your mind? Do you join the group that is inquisitional to save the world? Or will you continue with your life's journey and fulfil your life's goal? Did you change your outfit after blowing your pants? Review or PM your reply.
Nearly forgot Next Chapter- Chapter 10 Dinner of Distruction!