v0rt3x: Here's Chapter 10 hope you enjoy.

Victini: *Crashes into the author* Hey Scarlet and Violet are almost here! I'm so excited, it looks so fun!

v0rt3x: Actually what do you think happens when a new Pokémon game gets released does it affect this reality?

Victini: *Shrugs* You're gonna have to ask Dialga about that, or maybe Arceus if he's available.

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An Escape And An Encounter

"Come on, Weedle, not to far now. just hold on little longer." A female Caterpie said, trying to reassure her tired and injured companion.

"I- I don't think I'll make it... Fria just... leave me... It's-it's alright." Weedle could barely speak let alone walk at this point he was tired, injured, and felt what it's like to be catapulted across a clearing by a very angry group of Butterfree.

"No, don't give me that mister. I'm not going to leave you out here to die, you're to important to me for that." With that said Fria started wrapping herself and Weedle in silk, and with some effort Fria was able to heft the similarly sized bug onto her back and continue scuttling across the dirt without too much issue, though of course it was still a heavy burden on her.

An hour passed, Fria had made some decent through the Viridian area and nearing the border between Viridian and Cerulean. Only 30 more minutes to go.

She came across an Oran Berry bush, score! She hurriedly rushed to the bush and plucked a few ripe berries from the branches and started cutting the threads holding Weedle to her.

"Here, eat this." She said as she passed the Berry, Weedle didn't respond but raised his head and slowly bit into the Berry, it's natural pain killers kicking in as soon as he swallowed. And after the first bite he rose up and started to eat the Berry at a much quicker pace.

Once Weedle was done, he felt much better, still not great but better.

Fria passed another Oran Berry to the bug type before eating one herself.

An hour passes and the two bugs continue on. Fria was a little bit thankful that Weedle can now walk by himself, but also a little worried as there were still heavily damaged areas on his carapace that the Oran Berry couldn't fix.

"Hey look a road!" Fria exclaimed with relief.

"Fria, it might not be the right one. There's a cliff over there where there shouldn't be." Weedle said much to Fria's dismay.

"Aww, come on. Did we really make a wrong turn on something?"

"We may have. Escaping our clans was... messy and we might've gotten turned around during the panic and made a few rash decisions."

This explanation made Fria slump even more, her head almost at the floor.

Rustle!

The two bugs jumped at the noise. They quickly turned towards the noise and found a Bulbasaur stepping out of the shrubbery.

the Bulbasaur looked around the area for a few seconds before its red eyes locked onto the pair of bug-types.

The grass-type looked on in shock, specifically at Weedle, and quickly exclaimed. "What in the name of Arceus happened to you?!"

"We formed a relationship considered taboo amongst our clans and Weedle was badly Injured during our escape and requires aid." Fria explained to the grass-type, who nodded and beckoned with a vine to follow him.

The two bugs looked at each other, a silent question raised. Should they trust their lives with the mon? Should they put their faith in a mon they only just met? It seemed like an awful idea, but with no one else to turn to for help they agreed.

An hour passed and Fria just had one of the scariest experiences in her life.

She, Weedle and Bulbasaur walked on a rickety old bridge over a ravine, water rushing at the bottom fast enough to get swept out to sea and almost fell in a few pit fall traps.

But, finally, they made it. It was a small house out in the middle of nowhere, it had a fence protecting a big area in front of it, a lake was seen by a heavily walked on path that lead to the quant abode that resides next to the forest behind it.

"Come on, Melanie will patch up your friend there and provide some food and shelter for you both while you stay here to recuperate." Bulbasaur said motioning with a vine for the two to follow. Which the two bugs did.

Melanie was just starting lunch, for her and the Pokémon under her care.

Preparing bowl after bowl with the specific food each one of the Pokémon enjoy. Their numbers grew by the day. 'seriously where does Bulbasuar keep finding them.' She remarked with a sigh, it was good that the Pokémon were getting the help they needed but sometimes a Pokémon just doesn't want to leave or have grown to attached to her or the unofficial reserve she's currently running.

Suddenly a knock was heard, a sudden noise that startled her for a moment but she quickly realized it was just Bulbasaur. She wondered what mon did he bring this time, but there was only one way to find out.

The door to the house opened revealing a young woman on the other side, Bulbasaur greeted the woman and introduced Fria and Bulbasaur to her.

"Oh my! Bulbasaur if you would be a dear and get the bandages and Potions, please." The woman asked Bulbasaur.

"Alright Melanie." Bulbasaur replied.

Melanie then brought Weedle inside the house and moved him onto a small table in the middle on it. She grabbed a cloth from a drawer in a nearby cabinet and placed it on the small table. She then moved Weedle onto the cloth.

Bulbasaur came back with the bandages and potions, both skillfully handled by his vines and given to Melanie as soon as he was in arms reach of the woman.

She grabbed some more stuff from the drawer, a bottle of alcohol and a few balls of cotton. She dabbed the cotton in the alcohol and slowly applied it to the now dried blood on Weedle's body.

It stung at least from what Fria could hear Weedle say in the instances alcohol wasn't touching him. He endured though and eventually Melanie was done.

She gave a few spritz of a potion bottle and gave Weedle a Sitrus Berry, a reward for enduring for as long as he did, Fria guessed.

"Now I just have to wrap the bandages, can you hold still Weedle?" Melanie asked the big type to which he nodded.

Melanie got to work and started to lightly wrap the bigger cracks on Weedle's carapace and cutting up the bandage into smaller strips for the injuries near the segments of his body that allowed the bug to move.

After that was done, Weedle was cleared and given restrictions on moving around in the grass outside as to not muddy up the bandages and cause the wounds to become infected.

Fria was up next, this time she was just given a small check-up by Melanie and given an Oran Berry for her patience.

"So do you two want separate rooms? I know how the two evolutionary lines interact, what with the fight for territory and would really not like to have another incident." Melanie asked the two bug types. They both nodded, surprising their caretaker a little, normally the two first evolutions would help one another out of necessity, or for an agreement of some kind, but this was strange. 'Maybe they formed a bond with one another through hardship?' She thought to herself.

"Okay I'll go get a few mats setup for you in the other room. Then you both can take a nap and recover." Melanie said, walking to said other room.

Once she left Bulbasaur went up to the two and brought up a question. "So what are your names? If you have any that is. Never got around to asking earlier."

"Oh yeah, we were kind of in a rush and forgot introductions. Ahem, hello my name is Fria and this is Weedle." Fria answered.

"That's gonna be a bit confusing then, we have another Weedle here that currently recovering. Try picking a temporary name for now so I can write it down in Melanie's log."

"You can write?" Fria asked shocked.

"Taught myself when I was still a lab mon."

"Lab mon?" Weedle asked.

"It's a nickname given to a mon that was hatched and raised in a lab, hence Lab mon. I actually had a trainer for a short while, I was given to a young girl by a 'professor'."

"Where is she now then?"

"She released me, once she was at the Poké Center in Viridian." The two bugs looked sympathetic at the way Bulbasaur delivered words that melancholy ever evident in his voice. "It's fine though, I met Melanie because of it. She's the best."

"Enough about me though, tell me what was this relationship you two shared? You got me curious with how it sounded." Bulbasaur smirked at the two bugs, who both somehow blushed and hesitantly told Bulbasaur about their relationship with each other.

"You serious, your clans literally outed you for having romantic feelings with each other? That's- that's ludicrous." Bulbasaur was shocked, 'seriously why would somemon, any mon do that? They made each other happy, so why? Does their clan's beef really run that deep?'

"tell us about it, Weedle was attacked trying to protect me from his clan and my clan mates. They didn't even hold back at all." Fria added darkly.

"I couldn't even imagine seeing that, my lover being hurt for my sake." Bulbasaur commented.

"Yeah." "It hurts to see" both bug types replied.

"Hey Bulbasaur, i finished setting up. Can you bring the two over, please." Melanie called some minutes later, breaking the silence that hanged between the tree mons.

"Coming!" Bulbasaur said, while motioning with a vine for the two bug types to follow.

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v0rt3x: Welp that took longer than expected to write, dunno why? Hopefully caught all the errors I made while writing.