Hi! Im sleepy again!
Cilan:...
Hey? Cilan?
Cilan:...
Hilda: He lost his voice from yelling at you.
Yay! Lucky me!
Cilan: *Death glares*
Never mind. He can still glare.
I noticed the pokemon move in my arms. I looked down to see two pokemon I have never seen before. My pokedex started beeping but I didn't bother. For some reason, It was like I already knew them. "Zoroa...Victini." I said. Was...that their names? Is this...White jewel stuff have something about this?
"Ugh...M-mama." I heard one of the pokemon say. It talked in human speech but...I shouldn't be surprised. So many strange things happened in such little time. It all started when...When...
My head started pounding. I closed my eyes tightly and was about to hold the pokemon tighter but restrained myself. "C-Closer! Into thoughts!" The Pokemon Zoroa said. My hands suddenly jerked closer and my eyes whited out.
I opened my eyes and all I could see was white. I turned around and looked in all directions. Nothing but me. Then The words the Zoroa said popped into my head. Into thoughts?
Suddenly the words 'into thoughts' started floating in the air. It crumbled into pieces afterwards. It suddenly hit me. Every word that I thought suddenly appeared in front of me. It was because it was my thoughts!
"Wha? How did I-?" Suddenly, the white world turned black and a small light was on the other side. I ran towards it.
I looked deep into the picture. My mother was looking at me.
"I cant believe it. My new born." Oh. this is a memory. Of when...I was born.
"What should we name her?" My father asked.
"...How about after her grandmother. Hilda." Suddenly, a white flash started to shine around my hand. When the flash disappeared, A necklace was in my hand. It was the black yingyang piece. Mother looked at it with wide eyes.
"Honey...I think we should give her a nickname."
"What is it." Mother paused...
"White." She said.
The memory faded away and I came back to reality. My arms loosened on the small black and red Pokemon.
"White?" Asked the small Pokemon. I nodded my head as it looked up at me.
"Thats nice. White...are you the White Jewel?" She asked.
"Yes..." I said. Zoroa became serious.
"Then...You are my master. I must serve you at my very will." Zoroa climbed out of my arms and bowed towards me.
"The Pokemon you are holding right now is my friend. Victini. He was helping me search for you. But it seems as if you have found us. My queen." The zoroa bowed again.
"What connection do you have with the White jewel." I asked seriously.
"..." Zoroa was hesitant. "For generations, my family has served the White jewel in the greatest of journeys. Victini, on the other hand, served the Black gem."
"...So your ancestor has met my grandmother."
"Correct. My grandmother served yours to help protect Unova. Now you must do the same, But not only protect Unova, but save it as well."
"Save it?"
"Yes. You are the heroine of Unova. Or soon to be. You see, an evil organization has been on the verge of doing something terribly evil. They are hunting for you because they want to capture the Legendary Flame of Unova, also known as Reshiram."
"How does that involve me?"
"Reshiram has a name that connects to yours very well. Her other name is...The White Legend."
My eyes slowly widened. The White Legend...It is so similar to the White Jewel. Cilan told me something about being connected to something...does he mean this?
"So do you understand?" Zoroa stared at me. It made me certain that what I thought was correct.
"Yes." I said. "Cilan told me that he and myself are connected to something. I am connected to the White Legend. The reason for this is because I am the White Jewel. Cilan is the Black Gem, which would mean he is connected to something called the Black Legend. Correct?"
"That is correct. The Black Legend is the legendary pokemon called Zecrom. Zecrom is also known as the Legendary Bolt of Unova."
"I see...I have another important question..."
"An important question? Ask away."
"If you are here to help me in my journey...then who will help Cilan?"
"That would be Victini. The one you are holding now. He is my friend." I smirked.
"How cute. Pokemon love."
Zoroa blushed. "Please dont mock me. I dont like being mocked at all."
"Okay okay...One more question. this is the last but important one."
"Yes?" My eyes loosened...
"Why did they explode the-"
BOOOOOOOOOOOM!
You like it? Or no?
Cilan:...
–.–' WAKE UP CILAN!
Cilan:... *Sign language* (I am Awake you moron!)
*Sign language* (DONT CALL ME A MORON!)
Cilan: (YOU ARE ONE!)
(AM NOT!)
Cilan: (ARE TOO!)
Hilda: STOP YELLING AT EACH OTHER IN SIGN LANGUAGE! YOUR GONNA BREAK YOUR HANDS!
Cilan:...(Yes hilda)
...Yes hilda.