Starsea: Holy crap! Over 100 reviews! You guys are so freaking awesome!
Storm: Starsea got us kicked off the train . . .
Starsea: It wasn't my fault. She gave me freaking coffee!
Sage: . . .
Sunny: Whatever. So where are we now?
Starsea: We're in a town that doesn't even have a name. It doesn't even have a real videogame store! Or a good bookstore!
Storm: Let's just get out of here, okay?
Sage: We should probably get supplies if we're going to be walking a lot, huh?
Sunny: Okay. Let's do reviews first, though!
Sage: Let's see . . . The first review comes from Stardastarly! Well, Storm calls Mew a boy because we all view Mew in different ways. I'm pretty neutral about it, so I don't use any gender. Storm uses the masculine tense, while Sunny normally uses the feminine tense. Mew is technically genderless, so it kind of works to do it that way. Try meditation, or you can just learn how to have lucid dreams. That's what I do. It can take a while, though.
Storm: Don't go all spiritual on us.
Sage: Quiet.
Starsea: Okay. Next we've got Mr.001! I tried to make that chapter as visual as possible. It's good to know that I did a good job! Thanks for the review!
Storm: The next review is from Species Unknown! I'm glad you like the choice! Actually, the person who Sage is based off chose Abra, so that's really cool that you like it!
Sunny: Now we have Psychotic Ralts! Thanks for the compliment! Starsea's trying really hard on this one! She's writing later scenes, outlines . . . She really loves writing this one!
Starsea: Next is Zach205! Yay! Thanks for the double thumbs ups! Depending on the situation, I will get very hyper off of caffeine, or it just makes me alert, or nothing happens. I love to move around! It's really fun!
Sunny: The next review is from TreePyro! I'll see what I can do to get Silver to give you a kitty face! Thank you for reading!
Storm: Gunre The Swedish Spartan! Good job on predicting his Pokemon!
Starsea: Also, if anyone didn't notice, there was a hint about his Pokemon when I was describing his egg. It's just the colors. And don't say sorry! Thanks for the review!
Sage: Next on the list is Howly Von Ashtar! Yep! You guessed it was Abra too! Good job! She doesn't want a name, so she'll just be Abra right now. I'm glad you liked the chapter!
Starsea: I do no like coffee! I might try it for other people, though. If they really need the energy.
Storm: The last review is from Shaystorm! Don't worry about not reviewing in a while! We don't mind! No worries about the Marill. It will be returned. More of my abilities will be explored later on in the story. Not too later, though.
Starsea: Quick hint! It's not all electricity!
Sunny: Yeah. The Pokeball is sent back empty.
Sage: And we can't tell you what Pokemon he has yet!
Starsea: I wish I had one of those watches. And yep! It's an Abra! I asked the person who Sage is based off of like twelve times if he wanted a nickname, and he doesn't! And I'm no good at coming up with nicknames . . .
Storm: We would go to the rec room, but thanks to Starsea, we were kicked off!
Starsea: It was the waitress! It was her fault!
Sage: And that's all the reviews! Excuse us while we go get supplies.
Starsea: By the way, I don't really like how this chapter turned out that much. It's not really that exciting, and it's just explaining a little more about different things . . .
Sunny: Also, don't vote in the poll located in Starsea's profile! It's a favorite character poll! Anyways, Starsea does not own Pokemon! She technically owns me, and helped create Storm and Sage, who are based off of her two friends. She owns the idea for Three Presents, which she tweaked from an idea created by the three of them!
Chapter Twenty-One: Sunny
"So what? You're not going to name it?" Storm asked Sage. We sat in my room, discussing Sage's Pokemon.
"Her," Sage said. "She's a girl. Not an it. And no. I'm not going to name her." Sage's Abra sat next to him, like she was meditating. I would've had Silver in there with us, but the Legendaries had him at the moment. They were testing to see exactly why she was able to use that move.
"Okay. Her. Why don't you want to name her?" Storm asked.
"Because that's not what she wants. She doesn't want a name. Just Abra," Sage explained for what felt like the fifteenth time.
"Okay," I said. "So all we have to do is wait for Storm's egg to hatch."
"Why does mine have to be last?" Storm asked.
I rolled my eyes at him. "Does it matter? Anyways, after that, what are we supposed to do?"
Sage answered, "We have to figure out who's been sending the Pokemon here, send them back, and stop them."
"Well I know that, but what should we do first?" I asked.
Sage thought. "Well we have to figure out who's been doing it, and to do that, we have to figure out how they've been sending the Pokemon here in the first place. We just have to see if there's anything off about places, or if there's a place where all the Pokemon seem to be coming from."
I thought about something. "Speaking of Pokemon," I said. I took a Pokeball off my desk and handed it to Storm. "Send this one back already."
Sage looked down at the Pokeball and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Sorry," he said. He started his watch up, and tried to find the option that would work. He put the Pokeball in the beam of light, and it quickly disappeared into nothing.
"That looked pretty cool," he said, staring at his watch.
I rolled my eyes. "Anyways, what should we do first? I'm talking about little things."
"I think we should probably figure out how to get a real good handle on our powers. We should also train our Pokemon."
I nodded. We were getting somewhere. "Okay. So should we start on that right now?" I asked.
Sage shrugged. "If you want to start now, that's fine with me."
I did want to start. I wasn't sure if I wanted to use my powers in front of them, yet, since it was still kind of weird for me. I looked over at Storm.
"What, so should I start?" he asked. We said nothing. "I can, I guess. I don't know how good it'll be at the moment."
"Go ahead," Sage said. "Let's see what you can do right now. It'll set a base level for you, and then all you have to do is beat that level."
Storm was kind of at a loss. "What do you want me to do? I mean, should I just make sparks, or what?"
I answered, "Just show us your best."
Storm looked around the room. "Maybe we should do it outside, just in case."
I nodded. "Yeah. That would probably be the best."
So we headed outside. Sage brought his Abra. I didn't have a problem with that, since our neighbors couldn't see into our yard all that well. I looked over at Storm. "Do you want a target or something?"
He shrugged. "Sure."
I went into our garage and brought out a piece of wood. My dad had gotten into wood shop a while back, but he never really held onto it. He still kept a bunch of pieces of wood lying around, though.
I put it out for Storm, and held it up using two smaller lengths of wood. I figured it should absorb most of the impact from whatever Storm would try to do.
He looked at his target, and readied himself. I didn't know if he'd been practicing on his own or anything, so I was waiting to see what he could come up with.
"Let's see . . ." he mumbled to himself. He put his hand out in front of him and aimed for the board. He seemed to be charging up or something. A few sparks started forming in his palm, and with more concentration, more and more formed until he had a ball about the size of a soft ball in his palm.
He released it, and it hit the corner of the board. It had a little mark on it, but nothing too significant. It was still better than what he'd been able to do last time I'd seen him.
"Okay," he said. He didn't sound exhausted or anything. "One of you want to go next?"
It seemed kind of anticlimactic, in a way, but like I said, it was still better than last time.
Sage and I looked at each other. I didn't know if he really wanted to go or anything but he stood up.
"Alright. I'll go." He thought for a moment to think of what he should work on. We already knew how good he was at reading minds, so that was out. He pulled something out of his pocket. It was a marble.
"I'm still not very good at this," he said. He put the marble in his palm and focused on it. A few moments later, the marble began to float a few inches off of his palm. He frowned, and seemed to try and lift it higher. It fell back down to his hand.
"Like I said. I'm not that good at it yet," he said, blushing a little. "I'm not really good at making things float, or any other kind of telekinetic abilities, yet. That' pretty much all I can do with that."
"It's a start," I said. "I don't even know where I am. I haven't exactly practiced that much."
Storm said, "Just go ahead and try it."
I shrugged and closed my eyes. I tried to picture the Eevee that I could turn into, and everything about it. It was really difficult. I must've just been standing there for a minute or two, before I just gave up.
"It's really hard," I said.
"You can do it," Sage said. "I'm sure of it."
I frowned. There seemed to be something else. I didn't really feel like transforming at that moment, but I was getting the feeling that there were other things. I looked over at Sage. He couldn't just read minds, but he could also make objects float.
I wondered if there was more to my powers than just transforming. I thought about it, and tried to focus on something else.
I folded my arms and looked up. There had to be something else. I remembered something else. What was it?
It wasn't just transforming, but it was . . . hmm . . .
As I was thinking about it, I could hear someone talking. I figured it was Storm or Sage, but nope. It was coming from somewhere else.
"Do you guys hear that?" I asked.
Storm looked around. "Hear what?"
I tried to focus on where the voice was coming from. I could hear other things too, but all I wanted to hear was this one person, or people, if they were having a conversation.
I walked over to my fence, and pulled myself up so my head was peeking over it. I closed my eyes and tried to ignore everything around me, including Sage and Storm, and tried to focus entirely on the voice.
I could make out words, but I couldn't see who was making them. They sounded fairly close, but they seemed to be very far out at the same time.
I could hear the words "vacation" and "weekend." There were other ones as well, but those were the ones that made up the subject of the conversation. Then, I tried to recognize the voices. They didn't sound like my close neighbors, but they sounded further out than that.
I figured it out after a few moments. The people speaking lived on the end of my block. I smirked to myself.
"I didn't know that they were going on vacation," I said.
"Who?" Sage asked.
"Oh, some of my neighbors. Whose conversation do you want me to listen to?" Now that I could hear those neighbors, I could pinpoint other conversations all around my house. I pointed to one side of my fence. "Those guys are talking about installing a new sink." I pointed diagonally to a further house. "They're arguing about their kid's homework. Apparently, he has no work ethic what-so-ever."
"You can hear all that?" Sage asked. I nodded.
"Yeah, I guess."
He seemed to be thinking deeply. "I guess it goes with your powers. Heightened senses. That's fascinating."
I shrugged. "It's nothing. I should probably figure out how to turn it off before I get tired or something, huh?"
It took a moment, but I was able to hear normally again. "That's just awesome," I said to myself.
"That will probably be really useful for later on," Sage said.
We didn't talk about any of that for much longer. We stopped practicing for the moment, and tried to figure out what we should do next.
Sage looked down at Abra. He asked in a curious tone, "So what kinds of things can you do?"
Abra didn't move. I was sure that she was sleeping. She moved so slowly, and every breath she took sounded way too calm for her to be awake. She didn't even respond until several seconds later.
"Aaa," she started. Sage sat down and looked into her probably closed eyes.
We all watched and waited for something to happen. They didn't stop staring at each other for what felt like hours.
Sage suddenly flinched and put his hand up to his head. "Ow . . ." he mumbled.
Storm asked, "Did you try something?"
Sage shook his head. "No, I haven't – okay, please stop that."
I frowned. Was something going wrong? It really seemed that way. "What's wrong, Sage?"
His Abra looked over to me for a moment. It took a moment, but I figured out what Sage was talking about. I guessed it was supposed to be her special move, or whatever, but it really did hurt badly.
"Ow!" I winced. It was just a headache, but it felt like knives were being stabbed into my brain. "Seriously!"
It stopped hurting, which was a relief. I sighed. Storm just seemed very confused by what was happening.
"She can give you headaches," I explained simply. "Don't try anything. It really hurts very badly."
He nodded. Sage stood up and started walking around. He started mumbling something to himself. His Abra seemed to be getting a kick out of all of this, because I swear that I heard her giggle a bit.
The part that made me very confused was when Sage walked into my wall. He winced, and stopped moving. "Okay," he mumbled to himself. He seemed very dazed. He sat down. "I'll wait before walking."
What the heck was that? It took a minute before Sage answered the question in my head. "I guess it makes you really confused and stuff. It's not exactly fun."
I nodded back to him. I didn't feel so confused that I would walk into a wall, but I didn't want to try anything.
"How bad is it?" Storm asked us. "I mean, the headache part."
"Very badly. You don't even want to know."
He looked down at Abra. I guess that Storm was lucky that he wasn't being targeted at that second.
After a minute, Sage stood up. "That was just weird," he said. "It was like everything was spinning. I couldn't even think straight."
"I didn't have that problem," I said.
Storm frowned. "Maybe we should ask Mew or something?"
I shrugged. "Maybe. We can ask after they're done looking at Silver. Let's just wait, for now."
So we went back inside, and that's what we did. We waited. We did other things to keep us occupied. I turned on the TV, we played games, just little things. Sage actually had a text book that he was reading like it was the only thing in the world that mattered. At one point, Storm looked over his shoulder to see what it was about.
"What the hell does any of this mean?" he asked.
Sage jumped. He responded, "It's really difficult to explain. It's tricky because it has really complicated words." He sighed. "I have to study for a test we have coming up. I really don't want to take it."
"Is it hard to study for the tests?" Storm asked.
Sage shrugged. "It depends. I don't have much trouble with math or science, or language, since those have set rules that I can memorize fairly easily. But with history . . . everything changes. There's no algorithm that lets me figure out exactly how things will work out for anyone."
"How many classes are you taking?"
"A lot. My parents are having me take a lot of classes I don't really want to do, but since I would've studied them at a lower level in elementary school or high school, then they want to make sure that I know all of this stuff. It kind of sucks."
They had this weird conversation about parents and classes, which was really odd to hear from the both of them. My watch started to beep. I looked down at it. Sage and Storm looked down at theirs as well.
"I guess that's them," I said. They nodded back to me.
We went ahead and put up the setting we needed to use to go to the Legendary Pokemon, and we were instantly taken there.
As always, it took Mew several seconds to actually show up.
"You're here on time!" Mew exclaimed, doing several backflips in the air. "Yay!"
"What is it?" I asked. "Did you figure something out?"
Mew nodded. "Yup! Uxie figured it out!" Mew held out my Pokeball. It seemed to have come out from nowhere. "It's because of how they came to your world!"
I took the Pokeball out of her paws. "They were still developing when they were transported, which means that they have weird genetic things going on! They're not bad, though. At least we hope . . . but it seems to have just affected your Eevee in a couple of ways. He's faster than the average Eevee his age, and he has that move of his."
I opened my mouth to speak, but Mew just got up in Sage's face. She grinned. "Let me read your mind! I can figure things out about your Abra!" She just stared at Sage for a moment. The look on Sage's face was priceless. "She's super smart, obviously, and she's way more durable than a normal Abra. Plus there's that move of hers. It won't affect you as much since you already have Psychic abilities . . ."
Mew paused. She backed away for a second. "I'll be right back!" She flew off into the mist, and came back a few moments later. It was incredibly fast.
She had a bag in her hands. It wasn't very big. She threw it into Sage's arms.
"The only moves your Abra can learn as an Abra are Teleport, which is almost completely useless in battle, and that Headache thing. These are a bunch of TMs that will be really useful to you all. There are things like Psyshock, Ice Beam, and all sorts of stuff!"
"TMs?" I asked.
"Technical Machines! They let your Pokemon learn different moves. Humans came up with them. They used to only be able to be used once, but they came up with this technology in Unova that lets them be used as many times as you need! You guys can also use them on yourself if they let you! But this is all we have for you guys right now."
She looked at Storm. "And you come back when your egg hatches! I'm kind of excited for it! I'll see you next time!"
Mew waved goodbye to us, which was awkward, since we weren't really moving. She frowned. "This is when you're supposed to leave."
I rolled my eyes and used the watch. I was back in my house in a second, and was quickly followed by Storm and Sage.
Sage had the bag in his hand. "Let's see what kinds of . . . TMs? Yeah. Let's see what kind of those that Mew gave us."
I was starting to get used to everything happening so fast. I waited for him to open the bag. He did, and poured them out onto my floor.
There were a ton of them. Each one could fit into the palm of my hand, and had a move written on it. Sage picked up one of them.
"Should we see if Abra wants to try one?" he asked, holding it up in front of his eyes.
"If she wants to, sure," I answered.
Sage got up and let Abra follow him down to where we were sitting. She ended up teleporting, as she was fairly slow on her feet. I guessed it was because she was very young.
Sage held out a TM to her. "Do you want to try this?" he asked. "It should let you use a new move."
She took the TM in her clawed hands. We waited. The TM shone for a second, then became the same color as before. Abra dropped the TM back in the pile with the rest.
It surprised me that it was as simple as it was. "So now she can use the move?" I asked. To prove that right, the Psychic type in front of me made two of the TMs float in front of my face. I grabbed them out of the air and put them back in the pile.
"That's neat," Storm said, watching the Abra.
I took my Pokeball out and released Silver. The shiny Eevee looked around for a second, before tackling me.
"Vee!" he cried out, smiling at me. I smiled and pet his head. It felt good to have him back.
I knew Storm was anxious for his Pokemon to hatch. I knew that all of us were really excited to see what would hatch from his egg.
Starsea: So yeah. In my opinion, not really the most exciting chapter or anything. It was more of explaining again. More of the exciting bits will be happening a little later!
Sage: Let's start the emoticons! Stardastarly! Here's you Starly emoticon! It's pretty basic, but that's what we try to do.(0 v 0)
Sunny: Mr.001! Here's your smiley face! :-)
Storm: Species Unknown! Here is your emoticon! :-)
Starsea: Psychotic Ralts! Here is your Pacman! I hope it looks okay, since it was the only one I found that I could recognize as Pacman. Add a left chevron (the symbol you get when you press shift + comma) in front of the bracket. Fanfiction wouldn't let me keep it there. ( - - - -
Storm: Next we have Zach205! Here is your smiley! :-)
Sunny: Okay, Silver. Go ahead and give out the emoticon.
Silver: Vee! Vee eevee vee ee! Vee eevee! =^.^=
Storm: What the hell did he just say, Sunny?
Sunny: I don't know!
Starsea: I'll put the translation up. I'm the writer, so I know these things. "Okay! Next is TreePyro! Here's your kitty!"
Sage: . . . Okay, then. Next we have Gunre The Swedish Spartan! Here is your emoticon! :-)
Storm: Now we need Raikou to do the next one, huh?
Raikou: . . .
Storm: (Holy . . . When the hell did he get here?)
Raikou: Howly Von Ashtar. Here is your emoticon. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Starsea: . . . I hope we got that right. Anyways! The last one is from Shaystorm! I guessed a little as far as the derp thing went, but here's your emoticon! （。々°）
Sunny: Anyways, that's all the emoticons! There were a lot this time.
Starsea: Don't forget to review! When you do, you can choose what emoticon we give you, along with who gives it to you!
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Sage: You can also ask any one of us questions! As many questions as you want, addressed to whoever you want.
Sunny: Reviews make Starsea write like crazy!
Starsea: Please don't forget to vote in the poll in my profile, too! I'll see you next time!