A/N: It's been a very long time since I last updated. Sorry :( I've been feeling quite demotivated lately. I could update way more often (I never had writer's block while writing this fic) but I feel like no one's reading it. I hate how the worst story that I ever wrote has got like 6000 views and the stories that I care about are never read…

Cynthia's POV

When we exited the Gym, a teenager (probably about sixteen years old) whom I recognized as Silva came to talk to me.

"Are you going to Oreburgh now?" he asked.

"We're staying one more day here. And then, yes, we'll be going. Why do you ask?"

He handed me a folded sheet of paper. "Could you give this to Byron, please?"

"Um, sure. Don't you need an envelope?"

"Didn't have the time to buy one. I don't care if you read this. Just as long as my father doesn't."

"Oh, I won't read it," I answered him. "What 's wrong with you and your father anyway? He seemed like a nice guy, though."

"He is a nice guy, and I love him very much. But I want him to stay out of this, that's all." He shrugged. "I miss Byron so much. Thank Arceus, he's okay. I really thought these Unovan bastards were going to kill him."

"While we're speaking of killing, aren't you afraid I'll die before I get to give this to Byron. I mean, it is a dangerous journey from here to Oreburgh."

He laughed. Why the hell do you think I chose you?"

"Because my friends and I are the only ones going to Oreburgh and you're in a hurry?"

"Maybe, but also because I've seen you and your brother fight. I think you'll be okay. Volkner's son should be fine too, though I expected him to be stronger than that. Anyway, I gotta get going."

"Where are you going?"

"Kanto. Don't tell my father, though. He'll be pissed off."

"What in Uxie's name could you do in Kanto?" I asked. Why did he trust me so much?

"Cant' tell ya. If you met a Trainer, don't give them the letter. See ya around!" He walked away.

I panicked. What if he was in danger? How would I be able to keep the secret? What could he do in Kanto anyway? Why didn't he want other Trainers to know? This was too much for me to take in. I needed someone rational to tell me what to do. Cyrus sounded like he could help me. He didn't seem to be much of an emotional guy.

(You kidding?) Psyduck's voice echoed in my mind.

(What?) I asked. (I'm right!)

I went to Zeke and Cyrus. Cyrus was expressionless.

(As usual,) Psyduck pointed out.

(Hey! You're not any better!)

And Zeke seemed pretty bored.

(As unusual.)

(Just shut up!)

"Oh. Hey Cynthia, what did he want?" Zeke asked.

"That's none of your business," Cyrus replied.

"Shut up, Cyrus!"

"He's right, I told Zeke.

"None of my business? It just makes it more interesting." Zeke grinned wolfishly."

I sighed, "And here we go."

Cyrus frowned at me in askance.

I glanced at Zeke as a reply.

"Cynthia, tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me"

"Is he ever gonna stop?" Cyrus asked.

"tell me tell me tell me tell me tell em tell me"

"I don't think so," I replied.

"tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me"

"Doesn't he ever get tired?"

"tell me tell me tell me tell me"

I shrugged.

"tell me telll me tell me tell me tell me"

"Don't you ever get tired?"

"tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me"

"I'm more stubborn than you think," I answered with a smile.

"tell me tell me tell me"

Cyrus looked away. Zeke finally stopped, probably running out of breath and saliva. "Why won't you tell me? Did he say it was a secret?"

"Yes."

"You're lying!" Zeke announced triumphantly. Why did he always know when I was lying? "Tell me, please!"

I sighed. "Let's go home."

While we ate dinner, the Gym Leader and his wife spoke a lot about politics. I didn't really listen. Politics always made me angry. But some of the things they had said seemed quite important.

"How are things doing in Hoenn?" the wife asked.

"It seems that they suspect the Unovans of trying to create some sort of a weapon using cloning of electric type pokémon, but we're not certain what's exactly going on. Hoenn might be our ally, it still hides a lot form us. I wish they didn't it would make things much easier. Anyway, Lucians' thinking of invading a part of Alola by attacking-"

"Are you sure you should be talking about Lucian's plans with the kids here, listening

?" She interrupted him

"Why couldn't I? In a year, they'll be in the army."

"Zeke grimaced. Everyone was silent for a while.

"You'll be okay, kids. Don't worry. Who knows, maybe by the time you arrive to the League, the war will be over." Neither of us suspected that the war would soon be aggravated.

"Well, let's talk about something else. Have you seen Silva today?" I became nervous.

"No," Gym leader answered. "He's mad at me. Sometimes I just can't understand that kid."

I felt guilty. What if he was truly getting in trouble? Should I tell them? Maybe I should find out about the situation in Kanto "I haven't read the papers lately. How's the situation in Kanto?"

"Kanto? Well, west Kanto is okay, but east is doing worse than ever. There was a terrible battle at Lavender town. They have to add new floors to the tower, now. But the Kanto Elite Four is discussing the possibility of a truce. Kalos doesn't seem to be doing that well either. Oh and don't ask me about the situation with Team Rocket."

"What about them?" Zeke asked.

"They take advantage of the civilian's loss of faith in the League. They see it as an opportunity to gain more members."

What if that was what Silva was doing? Joining Team Rocket? No, that couldn't be. He had seemed to believe in the League more than his father, who was part of it himself. But what if Silva had only been pretending so that when his father realized that he had disappeared, he couldn't suspect what had actually happened? I was definitely overthinking this.

I decided to leave these thoughts aside.

I shouldn't have.

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