Jag stood up slowly, feeling the strands of her long hair falling on her face, the touch of the cool night breeze caressing her arms. She breathed deeply feeling the cold air refresh her lungs, and slowly turned arround, taking milimetrical steps each time. She gasped loudly and covered her hand at the vision received by her eyes and quickly transfered in her brain.
In front of her, laying on the moist grass curled up in a ball, was a young boy. He seemed to be a teenager, arround her age, fairly tall but not excessively. His hair was of a bright yellowish blond and spiked up into a messy fashion with a slightly longer strand falling over his right eye. He had a piercing in his left earlobe and another one on the upper part of the same ear. His skin was slightly pale and silky soft for his age, and it shone a silvery colour as the moon caressed him. His lips were fleshy and beautifully shapped but his upper lip was slightly curved torwards the nose in a dog like shape. His nose was small and beautifully shapped, it gave him an inocent appereance that went well with the hard personality he showed. Arround his neck was situated a short silvery collar wich was formed of one conical spike and one sphere, following that order. He was wearing a black sleeveless T-shirt with the drawing of a dangerous looking dragon. His legs were covered with a wide, military green short that reached under his knees. The pants were decorated with a wide variety of pockets, and a belt held them firmly on the boy's waist. His feet were covered with a pair of boot like sneakers, green a brown wich made them look like mountain boots, and they were untied like the actual fashion in teenagers.
Jag walked torwards him, he was unconcious or so it seemed, but she still aproached with extreme care. She kneeled next to him and tapped his shoulder softly, one hand wrapped arround the crystal for protection against bandits, if this was the case. The boy stirred a bit and oppened his mouth slightly revealing a set of perfectly lined, pearly white teeth and the four fangs a little longer than usual and finished in a sharp, pointed end. His eyes flickered open and stared at the trainer and Summoner that stared at the boy with a curious surprise. They were of a very deep, dark brown colour, and slightly asian like. Jag saw herself reflected on them, the silvery moon making a sacred aura arround the head. The boy stared at the girl, "j...Jag?" he managed to say in a drowzee voice. Jag stared at the boy, she squinted her eyes to look deep into those eyes, to see his soul, "tha voice, those eyes...Jolt?" she managed to say in a soft, dreamy whisper. The boy nodded slowly but an unbelieving look crossed his eyes as he narrowed his eyebrows to show his confusion.
Jag stood up quickly unable to believe his eyes, and feeling his heart speed up considerably as a flock of butterfrees swarmed across her stomach to remind her how nervous she was. The boy snapped quickly to a sitting position and enlarge his hand automatically to grab the trainer's hand, "Jag wa...at the...?" he said staring at his large, manly hand. The boy stared at his hand as if it was something new to him, he tilted his head like a confused puppy and moved his fingers a bit to see if this really belonged to him. He then looked down and touched his musclely chest, tapping it, going down to his abdomen and feeling the hard muscles that were product to a year of hard training and batteling. He placed both hands on his knees and pushed himself up to observe his body standing. Loosing balance for a brief moment, he used a tree to help his new and much heavier body stand up. He walked a few slow and careful steps arround to accustom to his biped position and his new shoes. Jag followed his actions carefully, caressing her lip softly, staring curiously at the human. The boy then looked up and stared at the trainer, a surprised but happy smile playing in his lips and a new light shinning in his eyes. He smiled letting the moon touch his teeth, making them shine, "im human Jag" he told her, his teenager voice becoming a faint whisper barely audible.
Jag stared at him, now closer to reality, "i'll faint after i say this, i JUST know i will" she thought to herself as she lowered her hand from her lip and straightened her back in authority. Her face turned to a business serious face, "are you really Jolt?" she managed to ask, seriousness managing to drown the nervious trembling in her voice. Jolt smiled and nodded, excitement making him shine. Jag couldnt believe her ears, her eyes, it was true, this had to be him, it just did for there as no way to explain the sudden disappeareance of a pokemon and the misterious arrive of an unconcious stranger. The trainer did the thing she least expected she would do. She suddenly felt a familiar itch in her eyes, her legs started moving automatically torwards him, and a small tear slid down her cheek cooling it down. She leapt on his arms and both of them collapsed on the floor due to inhertia. Jag broke down crying on his arms and rubbed her tear stained face against his shoulder, moisting it. Jolt tried to console her hopelessly, he didnt know why sh was crying, perhaps she didnt enjoy having him as a human as much as he did being one. Jag didnt know why she was crying either, but wichever the real reason was, she was sure of one thing, this weren tears waisted on sadness or depression, this were tears of pure hapiness and love.
She looked up, her eyes red with tears, but a bright smile playing on her lips, a smile that managed to cheer Jolt up, to make him gain the confidence he had lost a second ago. Jag laughed a little, a laughter mixed with a sob, "hey, you look great, y'know?" she told him standing up and offering a hand. Jolt smiled at her and took her hand, he pushed himself up and shook the dust off his new clothes, "thank you" he thanked her with a sweet smile that would have made many girls melt. Jag rubbed off her tears and stared at the human from feet to head. Jolt's muscles looked more prominent as the moon reflected on his black T-shirt. Jag smiled to herself, "gee, i did a good job on the training" she thought to herself. Jolt smiled, "for a second i thought you didnt like my human self, that you wanted me to be a pokemon once again" Jolt told her with a sadenned tone in his voice. Jag shook her head, "of course not, i will always like you, no matter if you are pokemon or human, i dunno why i cried, i guess i was happy, surprised, stunned, i dont know" she explained touching the boy's cheek softly. Jolt smiled at her and touched her hand, feeling his soft touch against his now bare skin, "your hand is softer than i thought" he managed to tell her. Being new to his body he didnt control a dreamy tone that escaped and joined his words, and managed to release a bright pinkish blush that expanded on Jag's face.
Jag stared at him and a question roamed her mind, "for how long will you be a human?" Jag asked the now human pokemon. Jolt wrinkled his forehead as the words he had faintly heard repeated in his min, "you will have until the moon arises to reveal your feelings, however, if you receave a true love's kiss before the sun disappears, you will be able to stay human forever" the femaleish voice belonging to Selenè told him. Jolt frowned a bit and turned to look at Jag, "i have until tomorrow night" the electric haired boy told her, his voice a little drowned. Jag noticed the hint of fear left in his words, and worried for her best friend, he questioned the boy, "what is wrong Jolt?" she asked worried. Jolt shook his head, "nothing, dont worry" he answered, a soft smile playing on his lips as he stared at the girl.
He stared at her in complete fascination, her dark reddish hair shone as the delicate rays of moon caressed it. Her icy blue eyes shone like two aquamarines hidden in the depths of the crystaline waters of a caribean ocean. Her lips were so fleshy and pretty, the rosy colour shone brighter, as if painted with diamonds, from the natural wetnss of them and the moon reflecting on ts silky, delicate surface. Those lips were so desirable, Jolt could barely control himself, he had always thought she was beautiful but in his human self he simply found her irresistible. That gaze, penetrating and seductive, or so he thought, "oh Selenè, if she doesnt stop looking at me like that i'll do something im gonna regret after" Jolt thought to himself as he unconciously reaced out to grab her waist. Holding her like that made Jolt look at her with different eyes, as he felt a pleasant, burning sensation expanding through his chest. He had always seen her as a bigger being, strong and powerful, beautiful oviously, but still much stronger than he thought he would ever be. Having her on his arms, holding her like he was and staring down at her eyes made him see a whole new being in her. He saw her as a delicate porcelain doll, so gentle, soft and fragile that Jolt feared she would break by only looking at her.
Jag giggled softly and punched Jolt playfully on the shoulder, suddenly she started running torwards the camp while breaking in a loud laughter, "come on, try to catch me Jolt" her female voice called out in a playful tone. Jolt groaned and rubbed his bruised shoulder, "perhaps i was wrong, what is she made of? Iron?" he snapped to himself as he leapt in a quick jog after her, a joyful laugh echoing in his throat. He hadnt lost his amazing speed being the second quickest pokemon to roam the earth, or at least that scientist knew of, and that pleased him at the time of catching his trainer. Jag was as quick as a fox and had the agility of an athelope, she leapt gracefully over fallen trees that crossed their path and dodged the numerous attacks she received from the boy. Jolt wasnt that agile but he was much quicker and still had an ease to leap over the trees, although he had had to stop in a few of them, situated a bit too high. The moon stared at the couple as they appeared and disappeared between the thick foliage, but no matter how large the trees were or how heavy with leaves their branches bloomed, there was no limit to the godess'eyes.
Jag reached a small grassy hill wich had a very gentle slope down, she knew well how vulnerable she was on the open, so a zig-zagging technique was the one used to dodge the human pokemon's attacks. Jolt used his oportunity, and entering the hill at his fullest speed, he tackled the girl from the side as she entered him accidentally using one of her zigzag motions. Jag lost balance as she felt the weight of the boy smashing against her. Both of them collapsed on the soft, moist grass and rolled downhill laughing joyfully, enjoying as ever in their lives. They both stopped nearing the bottom of the moonlight washed hill. He grass shone a silvery colour arround them, making this look like a desert belonging to antique Arabia, the land of wonders. The sky glittered with the millions of stars that silently spoke to each other, talking from their arrival to their departure, talking until the ends of their lives, speaking to each other, speaking to humans and to nature. The trees towered as high as they could, pridefully, but as far from the teenagers as their roos allowed, leaving them some privacy.
Jag and Jolt stared at the stars and smiled, each lost in their own trail of thoughts, their own world of dreams, in wich their wildest wishes can be realized. Jolt shot a few sneak glances at the woman laying next to him, he smiled sweetly, her blue T-Shirt didnt cover her stomach, and the moon reflected on her soft, pale skin. The emerald on her bellybutton glittered with green reflexes as Jag breathed in and out. Jolt turned to face the moon, he smiled at it and silently thanked it for the favour Selenè had done for him. Jag looked at him and smiled dreamily, "he is cute, very cute" she thought as her eyes scanned over his body. To her eyes he was very atractive and she was sure not only to her but to many girls, and guys if you want to be a little practical. The moon turned his pale face into a shade of bright whitish silvery, and his eyes shone warmly as the stars reflexed on them.
Jag rolled over and crawled up his body to let herself lay on his stomach, "hi" she said staring at him with a loving smile. Jolt stared back returning a sweet smile, his hand moved forwars as he reached out to caress her face gently, "you look so pretty" he told her, his voice being nothing but a gentle whisper that flew with the wind. Jag felt a serie of shivers moving up and down her spine, she closed her eyes and felt the pleasure of his cool hand against the sensitive skin of her face. She oppened them once again and stared into the eyes of the pokemon that had given so much to her, she drowned into the deepness of those eyes, eyes that had always been more human than any human's eyes. Both their hearts started to beat rithmically, at the same time, and they could feel it as their bodies were pressed against one another. Jag felt herself leaning down, but there was nothing she could do to help it since she wished this happened. Jolt leaned forward as well letting his instinct work by themselves, his lips ready to flavour the taste of a kiss, ready to feel the soft, delicate touch of her esquisite lips.
They were inches away from each other, they could literally feel the other's warm breath walking softly across their skin. A twig snapped and this alerted both, human and pokemon, used to live in the wild, any suspicious sound could mean danger, and without pokemon, both of them could only rely on their speed to survive. Jag pushed her body up with her arms and leap in a standin position, she paced slowly trying to make as little sound as possible so the possible attacker didnt realize they knew it was there. Jolt placed his hands in a bridge position and moved his legs up enough to touch his stomach with his knees, continuously he shot his legs forward and pushed his body up with his hands. He managed to leap in a standing position easily, Jag smiled at him knowing and shook her head slowly, "Showoff" she snapped at him sweetly. Jolt scratched the back of his head and laughed softly, "er...well...just a thing i always wanted to try" he explained between embarrased laughters. Jag shook her head slowly but her gaze turned to face the borders between the plain and the forest, "lets return to the camp Jolt, but be very careful, we dont know what might be out there" Jag explained with extreme seriousness echoing in her voice. Jolt nodded to show he understood the task, and with all his senses alert, he starte to walk torwards the camp being followed by Jag.
They had just walked a few steps when the sound of paws crushing the soft grass reached Jag's acute sense of hearing. She turned arround alarmed and saw a large feline aproaching them at full speed. The creature was large, about the size of a ninetales, its whole body was covered with a coat of short, silky, creamy brown fur that waved as the animal moved. Its head was slightly round and its muzzle was a bit box like. Its mouth was wide open revealing a collection of carnivorous fangs and teeth. A row of small, useless, flat teeth was barely visible on the front, two pairs of large, razor edged, sharp, pointed fangs shone a yellowish white colour under the moon's effect, and a collection of mountain like molars were lined up on the back of it's mouth. The creatures eyes were adapted to darkness, they were of a crystal shinny yellowish colour, and the widenned black pupil penetrated it's prey. The ears were round and the tip was black unlike it's whole body, and hanging from it's muzzle was a set of transparent whiskers, sensitive to touch. The body was slim and graceful, characteristical to felines, and its elastic back arched up and down as it ran after them. The legs were normal in length but slightly thick compared not to the body, but to the speed and grace of such wonderous animal. They were its most lethal weapon, the retractile claws that were hidden under the specialized skin of it's fingers were sharp like knives and could cut human flesh easily. Its second most lethal weapon was the reddish, oval jewel that was situated over its eyes, on its forehead. The jewel was indeed a powerful item through wich the pokemon could develop one of the most powerful attacks in the pokemon kind, the deadly hyper beam. The pokemon's tail was long and graceful, like its whole body, but the fur turned darker as it aproached the end, and the very tip curled similar to a vulpix's tail.
The hunter, a male persian, aproached Jolt, its fangs ready to pierce his skin, its claws ready to slash deadly wounds on him, and let him bleed to death. Jag didnt think as she saw the creature jump torwards her best friend, she leap forward and pushed Jolt out of the trayectory of the persian's leap. The dangerous beast fell gracefully on the floor, and his piercing yellow eyes stared at the poemon trainer viciously, he leapt torwards the traner, his dangerous claws out and ready to kill. Jag then rolled away as the furious persian tried to slash her for daring only to defy him. Jolt rolled down as his body was impulsed away from the animal's attack. He poked his head up and a worried look crossed his face as he quickly scanned the area in search of both, predator and prey. He didnt have to look for much as he quickly spotted Jag in a crouched position tempting the large feline to attack, not too far away from where he was. He tried to stand up but his leg failed him as he realized he had wisted his ankle, he touched the painful area, scanning every inch in search of fissures or fractures, "uf, im lucky it isnt broken but it'll take a while to stop hurtin" he said, his manly fingers still pressed against the bone.
Jag stared into the feline's eyes, tempting him to mak a first move, defying him to a battle, or in the strangest of cases, made him submissive in front of her. The persian was smart, he didnt want to move first, he was sure this intelligent human had prepared something to escape from the deadly attack. But the creature in front of him looked so innocent, deffenseless and harmless, not to mention feather fragile, that he had to give in, he just had to attack, to take his own personal revenge. The persian leap forward, much to Jolt's horror, in his typical feline grace, his claws out and jaws open, ready to tear the woman's jugular arterie. But Jag was ready for that typical feline technique, she jumped up high as the animal landed, and fell on his back with amazing strength that miraculously didnt break his vertebral colum. Jag rolled off his back gracefully and stayed crouched on the floor, preparing herself, thinking a million different strategies to defeat the animal with her hands only. The persian emmited a loud, painful roar as the human's weight fell on his back, the knees contacted with her colum. He stumbled and fell on the floor, breathing heavily and convulsin slightly from pain, a panting whine escaped his lips as the burning sensation expanded across his body.
Observing the animal in great pain, Jag thought the best thing to do was to run and leave the suffering beast there, "i will return to get you after, i promise" she whispered to the animal. She stood up slowly, trying not to call the animal's atention, and as swift as a light wave, turned arround and started running torwards the forest. The dark shadows, kings of the forest, became greater as the woman aproached, their leafed branches oppened to greet her, and their robust trunks swore to protect her. As the young trainer and Summoner ran, she didnt realized that a large, greyish stone had crossed her path, the silvery grass passed like a flash under her feet, and the light grey glow of the rock hit in the sea of silver. Jag kicked the rock as she was throwing her right foot front to mantain balance in her run, and with her path disturbed, the gravity atracted her torwards the soft grass, wich seemed hard like steel to her as her body contacted with the floor. The breath was nocked out of her body as her side hit the floor and her toracic box diminished, reducing the space the lungs had to contain oxigen. She turned around, her chest in great pain, and her squinty eyes widdened as she saw a set of sharp fangs and razor claws ready to terminate her. An anguishing pressure walked over her body, an artic wind soared over her whole body, through her soul, and the greatest fear she had ever felt took control of her mind.
Jolt had been runnign after the woman, a few metres on the left of her, but his sense of protection torwards her had forced him to keep an eye on her race. To his surprise and fear, Jag had tripped over a rock and collapsed, she seemed to be hurt at first, but what really worried Jolt was the persian. He had gone through his pain and returned to his hunt after them. He couldnt loose a minute to think, fear swam through him in making his stomach twist and spin. A burning feeling boiled in his chest and spread through his body, heating his stomach, his arms, his legs, his fingers, it was rage, pure rage felt torwards the creature that was about to steal his most precious treasure away from him. He did what he would have done when he was a jolteon, he started running at top speed, calculating his position and the persian position. At first it seemed impossible that he would reach the creature before he slashed the trainer, but something made him accelerate amazingly. The speed he reached overpassed his record, something pulled him torwards the persian, something strong, a mixture between fear, surprise, anger, rage and love. He reached the persian just when it was about to preform it's kill. He slammed into him with full force, his good seventy kilograms of muscle and bone against the nearly hundred kilograms of fiber and power. The persian lost his trayectory as the unsupected attack was preformed, his lost balance made him roll on the grass, covering his creamy fur with glittery drops of water.
Jolt landed on a crouched position, his eyes glaring at the persian who was shaking his fur wildly, clearing his mind from the dizzyness the attack and fall had produced in him. An angry but faint growl escaped Jolt's throat and blocked in his lips. Jag stared at the young man in front of her, the man that had saved her not only this time, but many others before. A warm feeling heated her from the previous coldness and presure, and a faint but sweet smile played in her lips.
Jolt didnt notice, he didnt even look, he was focused on the persian who aproached him slowly, taking small steps, provoking him. Jolt knew, he was naturally a pokemon and knew most pokemon's tricks. He analized the pokemon's steps, paying atention to every muscle, the tension placed on it, the movement, everything that could show him wich would be the next move. The persian's muscles tensed, his tendons contracted and then propulsed him upwards like springs, in a leap torwards his former enemy. Jolt saw it coming and swiftly like a deer he leapt out of the way, letting the persian bite the dust. The persian, now angrier than before, started chasing him, but Jolt didnt escape, he waited there, waiting to be killed. The persian ran and leapt once more, but this time Jolt didnt stir, he leapt as well and both creatures collided. The persian slashed Jolt on the arm, warm blood poured from the three perfect cuts, dying his arm a dark reddish colour. Jolt didnt let the pain discontrol him, he made a hundred and eighty degrees rotation and prized the persian with a hard kick on the ribs. The persian moaned loudly and collapsed, his heavy breathing mixed with a serie of panful gasps and moans. Jolt landed gracefully and grabbed his arm, his fingers feeling the sticky moistness of blood.
Jag's eyes oppened wide seeing how Jolt was facing the deadly creature. She pushed her achy body up, her chest still hurted but her determination was stronger than her pain. She placed both hands arround the stone without touching it once again, and preforming the characteristical arm movement, the crystal started shinning brightly once more. She concentrated not letting the vicious roars distract her, "i summon you, Godess of the Water, Mistress of Rivers, Duchess of the Forest, come to me" she called, letting the magic in her fly to the winds, letting her words flow with it. The clouds started closing, hiding the moon and the stars, darkening the sky with their dull grey stormy appereance. Small drops of water were released by the clouds, a cold wind blew through the hill and soon the faint rain became a heavy storm. In the edge of the forest, a small shadow appeared, the only thing recognizable in the animal was a pair of glowing watery blue eyes that seemed like two lonely stars of hope in a dark evil sky. A current of water fell down the valley, soaking their already wet feet, reaching up to their knees, and Jag knew this was the way the Godess of the Water made her appereance.
An animal started trotting down the hill, and as soon as it came into visualization, they were able to see the creature almost clearly in he darkness. It was a cuadruped, a strange dog like creature, with an elongated muzzle, thin but elegant. The animal's eyes were of a deep misterious blue, a blue that shone in the darkness like a cat's eyes. Her whole body, since it was a female, was thin and elegant, graceful like a deer but strong and musculous like a bull. Her legs were thin and adapted for speed, and her claws helped her grab onto the treacherous muddy floor. Her tail looked like two ribbons, they stuck out of her backside and wiggled worryless at her sides. The ribbons were of an icy whitish blue colour, and they shone with a miraculously pure light. Over her eyes was a strange horn, a horn the shape of a "0" and two sides stuck out the lower part of it, pointed like the thorn's from a rose. The horn glew a light greenish colour, it wasnt like ordinary horns, it seemed made out of mineral, more like a mixture between emerald and calcium. From the head came a purpelish violet bunch of hair so light and silky it floated over her like a cottony cloud. Her muzzle, chest and stomach was covered with very light and soft white fur, but the rest of the body was blue with white patches on it. The fur was not as soft and silky, it was rather hard but a coat of oil helped her keep her skin dry when underwater.
The wolfish creature ran torwards the trio with amazing speed and grace, her legs moved swiftly pushing the rest of her slim figure forward. Her pads barely touched the completely flooded valley, and when they contacted with the surface of the water, they left a glittery wave rippling for a few second where she stepped. She ran like antelopes, in huge leaps, the cloudy mane floated behind her like a cottony cloud lost in a sea of enraged grey cumulonimbus. She reached them in a flash and stopped, her pads standing over the water, waves escaped from uner her small feet. The wolf oppened her mouth pointing it at the persian, for the first time they were able to see her pearly white, sharp canine fangs and teeth, sharp and pointed like all canines'. A bright blueish light radiated from her mouth, it was so bright the whole hill, including the rest of her body, seemed in complete darkness. A colum of water was fired from her mouth but it glowed with the energy of a beam, and the speed it reached was that of a bullet when fired. The sound this beam emmited when fire was a mixture between an electric shock and a loud shriek, just by hearing it you knew there had to be inimaginable ammounts of energy contained in it. The strange godly attack reached the persian who received it with a face of terror and continuous meows that sounded like a pleading to his godess. The persian disappeared inside the beam and for a few seconds both, Summoner and human pokemon had to turn arround and protect their eyes from the intense beam.
The sound ceased, the light faded and the flood started to sink inside the numerous tunnels in the rich soils. Jag looked up and faced the wolf whose eyes looked solemly at the Summoner, perhaps as a hello, maybe proud to be of help, or maybe just grateful that after so many years, a Summoner has remembered her. She looked at Jolt who whimpered slightly as the pain in his arms turned to a burning sting. He felt as if millions of knives were cutting through his torn flesh, enlarging the wound. The wolf aproached him, a calming smile drawn on her lips, making Jolt feel so peaceful that he nearly forgot about the pain. She lowered her head and the tip of the horn touched the boy's arm, staining it a bit with blood. The horn glew slightly, it seemed more as if it pulsated, its tip turned icy cold, and Jolt wanted to remove his freezing arm from the horn, but somehow he didnt. She looked up again and looked into his eyes, she seemedto wink at him but Jolt didnt have time to observe it as her muzzle pointed at the forest once more. As misteriously as she appeared, she disappeared. She left leaping throgh the hill until her misterious, watery figure penetrated the darkness of the forest and vanished from sight, without a word, without an action, just a stare. Jolt walked torwards Jag rubbing his arm, a curious stare crossed his face, "how is your wound" Jag asked removing her eyes from the edge of the forest. Jolt removed the hand from his arm and Jag was completely amazed, the arm was untouched, no wound, no scar, no nothing, but that was impossible, she had seen the blood dripping from it. Jolt stared at the woman, "she healed me" he said, a fascinated look making his face shine with delight. Jag stare at the forest once more, "what was that? Was it Suicune?" she asked completely sure Suicune was the one she had summoned. Jolt nodded slowly, "yes, it is Suicune, as you call her, but her real name is Voda, Godess of the Water" Jolt answered, a proud smile playing in his lips.
Jag gave him a playful punch on the shoulder, and Jolt moved back laughing soundly, "hey!" he snapped joyfully. Jag walked past him, her wet shoes making splashing sounds as she took a step. Her delicate, thin, pale hand searched in her pocket for the characteristical and easily recognizable, olive sized, spherical, electronic ball. Her eyes locked on the fallen cat, the animal layed still on the moist grass, his once shinny fur coat was now completely soaked, and it had lost all the glow in it. The animal's sides moved up and down steadily, no song of heavy breathing or internal problems. Jag bent down and touched it carefully, Jolt's eyes vigilated the animal, his fingers pressed into fists and his whole body tensed and ready to act speedily if necessary. She pressed her fingers carefully on the feline's chest and stomach, she lip her lower lip thoughfully, "hum, broken ribs but no sing of internal bleeding, he'll be fine" she told herself scientifically and stood up slowly like a veterinary that had recently examined an animal. Jag took one of the small balls out of her pocket, it was perfectly spherical, a black ecuator separated the red hemisphere and the white hemisphere, a small, white button stuck out of the band. The trainer pressed the button and the sphere increased quickly, till it reached the size of an orange. She threw it and the metallic object swirled in the air radiating red and white glitters where the moon touhed it. The ball touched the cat's body, he winced unconciously as pain moved through his chest, the pokeball had hit him on his broken ribs and it hurted. The pokeball oppened and a dark reddish fuchsia, transparent beam shot out from the object and engulfed the creature. The persian's molecules quickly transformed into energetical molecules, and the whole, diminished creature was captured into the pokeball. The object fell onto the moist grass, it rolled a bit downhill and stopped as its spherical structure collided with a small stone hidden between the greenish, silvery grass. It didnt move an inch, it didnt shake or stir, the light that told the trainer the pokeball was still hot turned white almost imediatly, meaning it had quickly cooled down.
Jag picked the pokeball and pasively placed it inside her pocket, Jolt's eyes were surprised, still scanning the area and observing Jag's elegant walking as she walked past him once again. Jag stopped and smiled at him, "well Jolt, guess we should go to sleep, are you coming?" she asked him, a sweet note flowing with her voice. Jolt nearly melted when she smiled, and he thanked the gods for his good sense of hearing were her voice entered his ears, but he manatined his composture. He stood straight and shook his head, "no, i preffer to stay here a few more minutes, i will go to the camp soon" he answered returning a smile. Jag couldnt help feeling woried for him, "are you sure you will be fine?" she asked him, her face contorsioned to seriousness. Jolt nodded and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, "i will Jag, dont worry, remember im still the speediest pokemon in the world, now go to sleep, you seem tired" he told her, making a proud pose at his mention on the speediest pokemon. Jag nodded and smiled at him feeling better knowing he would be fine, she walked forward and, placing a gentle arm arround her neck, she kissed his cheek. She pulled back feeling her cheaks heat uncontrolably and swell into a deep blush, but she didnt look away, instead she drowned in his deep eyes, "good night Jolt" she said so softly it was nearly a whisper. She started walking away under Jolt's observant eyes, her slim figure was about to disappear inside the darkness of the forest when suddenly Jolt raised a hand and took a step front, "jag wait..." he yelled at her. Jag stopped quickly, she turned arround slowly and stared at the human boy that stood in the middle of the field, his muscles more visible under the moon light. Jag looke at him, her heart pounding rapidly, "ye...yes?" she asked exitedly and interested. Jolt found his sudden moment of courage had vanished, "i...i...well, just wanted to tell you..." he started saying, too lost for words to continue. Jag took a step front perhaps her unconcious realizing what Jolt was trying to tell her, maybe deep inside her heart she wished he just said that, "yes?" she asked now completely interested and making it ovious. Jolt oppened his mouth to speak, but no words would come out the oppening, no air moved the vocal chords to speak for his heart, "...good night.." he finally said giving up to his cowardice. Jag's previous excitement vanished abruptly and her tense muscles relaxed, "oh..." she said without attempting or even noticing the disappointment that iradiated from her body and flew out of her mouth.
Jag tuned arround and disappeared crossing the great warriors that guarded her temporal home. Jolt saw her disappear, a saddened look mixed with fascination for the young woman. He was angry and i would even say enraged with himself to the point he pulled his spiked hair, messing it, "idiot, idiot, idiot...no, that is too nice to call yourself, looser, that fits you more" he told himself turning arround and sitting on the moist grass. He closed his eyes letting the gentle breeze dance with his hair, the silvery rays of an intense full moon caress his delicate skin. He listened to the song of the trees as they spoke to each other, leaves chimming like thousands of tiny bells. The grass ruffled as they moved like a small ocean of green and silver, their elongated leaves coordinated in their eternal dance. Jolt heard footsteps but he didnt turn back to face the creature producing them for he recognized them easily, "hi Bluemist" he spoke rather dryly, but without meaning it.
Bluemist nodded to herself and sighed softly, "hi Jolt, i presume you got your wish hu?" she told him a bit harshly but understandingly. Jolt turned to look at the pokemon suddenly realizing she hadnt seen him in his human self, "ho...how did you recognize me?" he asked her knowing that no pokemon came close to unknown humans. Bluemist snorted a chuckle, "you are recognizable within miles, human, pokemon or wichever shape you are in" she smiled at the teenage eon proudly but also nicely. Jolt smiled at her, "she is a Summoner, Bluemist, a real Summoner, she summoned Selenè and she transformed me into a human for one day, or forever if i get a true love's kiss before sunset" he explained quickly without planning on getting into details. Bluemist smiled, "and will you sacrifice your powers to stay as a human for her?" Bluemist asked knowingly. Jolt oppened his mouth to speak but quickly shut it looking down thoughtfully, he apreciated his powers and had always relied on them to survive, he didnt really plan on being without them. Bluemist sat down, her silky blue fur sparkling misteriously under the constant glow radiated by the silvery coin wich floated over their heads. She stared at the human as he thought, his gaze lost in the infinity of the horizon. Bluemist looked at the furthness of the limits of view, the only thought crossing her head was the one relating to the future of her best human friend and the leader of her pack. Her train of thoughts vanished suddenly as a voice startled her, she looked up confused and stared at the boy as he spoke.
Jolt cleared his throat and, paying no atention to the dog, started speaking, "at first, when i was jolteon, i knew i had started feeling something for out trainer, at first i thought it was stronger than anything i had ever felt before, and it was true, but now, since i became human, that feeling increased, and what i felt before is nothing compared to my feelings now" he explained hinting a saddened tone in his voice. Bluemist stared at him nearly understandingly, "you sure love her a lot, dont you?" she asked discretely but sincerely. Jolt stared down at her, his face lit with happniess and excitement at the only thought, "with all my heart" he answered, his voice echoing with sincerity, a sincerity Bluemist had never heard in anyone's voice before. Bluemist smiled at him, happy for himself, but she was going straight to the point now, "will you sacriice yourself then?" she asked him all of a sudden, causing the expected reaction, his smile vanished and his mind flew to the world of concentration once more. After a long moment of unbearable silence and deep concentration, Jolt spoke, "yes, i will give up all my powers and my pokemon self if it meant being with her" he said completely determined, not looking at the female vaporeon. Bluemist stared at him, somehow surprised about the answer but most of all fascinated, fascinated for his courage, for his determination to forget all about who he had been once, for his refusal to his past and all this for an uncertain love.
To be continued...