A wild update appeared! This is a shorter update than they have been in the past because I wanted to get an update out before I leave tomorrow morning, and because this Authors Note and the reviews from my quasi-update take up a lot of space. I have decided to just delete the review from Mr. anon guy because the review was intended for a different story apparently. Please note that I have been spontaneously coming up with ideas in the story and nothing is even rudimentary planned. I suppose now is as good a time as any to say that some story characters are based on real life people in some way. All but one of them know that I am doing this and that one person will never find this, as they don't look at fan fiction or like Pokémon that much. On an unrelated note I will finally be getting a 3DS and Pokémon X for Hanukah, but expect me to have an update ready from the nine hour drive to Michigan. Now that that's all out of the way let's get this started!
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon. In all probability I never will.
Reviews:
Latico: What I am doing is not crossing the worlds. The cannon is different to each mainly in terms of the characters in it, neither of which will be seen in this story. I may include what those two did in a side story someday, and I think you are on to something with Mew there….
Andy Onimiz: Wow. I am almost speechless. First of all, it's really weird for the hero of a PMD fic to not be the leader, and second of all I really am surprised that your friend thinks my work is that good. I have never been that confident in my writing skills. I salute you for leaving a review about this when your friend would be too shy. I am normally really shy in real life but I tend to reach out more over the internet because people don't know me in real life.
Anon: I would say it's an easy mistake to make, except for the fact that I have no idea how in the world that could happen. Either way, thanks for the clarification.
Story Arc II: The Long Road Ahead
Chapter 1(10): A Step in a New Direction
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of battle. I nudged Leah gently, and she woke up, stiffening upon hearing the noise. For what seemed to be the thousandth time we crept through the bushes to see the trainers who just seemed to keep showing up battling against none other than Shade and Lyra.
This soon proved to be an incorrect assumption. Shade was doing all he could to protect Lyra from the incoming attacks, but could not find time to fight back against the squirtle and charmander who were fighting him. Throwing caution to the wind, I jumped out of the bushes and tackled the charmander, with Leah not far behind going for the squirtle.
Just being in contact with the charmander was sapping my strength faster than I would have liked, so I quickly jumped sideways and hit it with an ice beam. The attack may have been weak against it, but the charmander was not strong enough to melt the ice crystals starting to form on his body.
The charmander slumped over, defeated. I looked over to see Leah looking her handiwork with the squirtle frozen in a thick layer of ice, water gun attack and all. The two trainers were dumbfounded. Slowly, the trainer named James recalled his charmander, and the one named Sam recalled his squirtle, then pulled out another item from his bag.
I froze on the spot. In the trainers hand was a purple and white ball with two pink lumps on it. A Master Ball, the only pokéball that can catch without any chance of failure. Silently he pulled back his arm and threw it at Leah before anyone could react.
Suddenly, a psychic shout of NO!rang through my mind, and I was blown backwards a few inches. The Master Ball was hanging, suspended in midair a centimeter away from Leah's nose, and Lyra had bounded forward, her eyes glowing purple. All the boulders that had been within twenty feet of us had been pushed back by the wave of psychic force, and the trainers had been knocked down, but were starting to get up.
The Master Ball moved back to the trainer who had thrown it, who had a look of rage and defeat, but nevertheless put the ball back in his bag. Shade walked over to Lyra, but before he could say anything, she spoke. "It's ok. I'm still in control."
Shade just shook his head. "Why would you do that? You could have killed yourself. You could have killed everyone here!"
Lyra simply replied; "I didn't though." Shade shook his head again, exasperated.
"Just don't scare me like that." He grumbled.
I looked around. The trainers had left while we were talking. It was still early in the day but I already felt tired. This was going to be a long trip home. Now that I thought about it, what reason did we have to go back there? Wouldn't it be best to find somewhere colder than the moderate climate in the area, or in all of Kanto for that matter?
I was torn from my thoughts by the sound of Lyra's voice. "I just want to say thank you for helping us there." She said. "If you had not shown up we would have been captured for sure.
"I should be thanking you, Lyra, because if you had not helped me I would have been captured myself." Leah said, still sounding scared.
Lyra just nodded. "We should get going, Shade. You remember—" She said before being cut off by Shade.
"Yeah, yeah, I know." He turned to us. "Thank you for your help." He said curtly before starting away, Lyra a few tail-lengths behind.
After we watched them leave, I turned to Leah. "I wanted to ask you something. I've been thinking that we should go to the Sinnoh region, Snowpoint City to be specific." I said
She nodded thoughtfully. "You know, that's probably a better idea than staying here in Kanto. It's too warm here." With that decided, we started walking east, towards the rising sun.