Unreal Hotel was the place the party had decided to spend the night at. Jolt found the name extremely amusing, "guys, i sugget we go find a REAL hotel" he suddenly snapped receiving a slap in the back of his head. Jolt laughed and so did the rest of the group as they found the comment quiet interesting. After managing to calm down, the group entered the hotel. It was a small place, exquisitely decorated. The walls were painted a creamy salmon colour and pictures hanged from them. The pictures represented stone streets, forests and valleys, places familiar to the group wich game them a homey feeling. Black leather sofas were located in the right side next to a window, the wood that formed these was a reddish wood, cherry most likely. A reddish table with an ashtray was located between the sofas. Jag walked torwards a barroc style counter. There was a silvery bell placed on the counter, the woman picked it up hesitantly and waved it vigorously to make the pendulum inside it nock the iron walls. The bell emmited a loud and acute ringing sound that echoed inside the walls of the hotel. An old man with glasses appeared, he was tall and very thing. His head was bald except for a bunch of hairs at either side of his head. His skin was slightly tan and wrinkled, and ageing spots had apeared on it. His eyes were black but gentle and kind and they were covered by a pair of round glasses that gave him a nerdy appereance. His lips were so thin and his face so wrinkled that they nearly disappeared, but a warm smile greeted the party. The man elongated his bony hand at the visitors to shake their hands, "welcome, my der' visitors, ar' ye pokemon trainers?" he asked, his voice was still young and happy. Jag shook the man's hand and nodded, "thank you, and yes we are pokemon trainers, i need two rooms, one double room and one single" she told the man smiling. The man nodded and handed her two keys, "her' ya have, i see ye ar' quiet a handsum' man, and ye' look like an actr', cute party, cute party" the old man said guiding the group torwards the stairs. He stopped at the foot of a wooden staircase, "up this sta'rs are ye'r rooms" he said pointing up with his bony finger. The stairs were wooden and finely polished and the steps were covered with a pale reddish carpet. The handle slithered all the way up like a wooden snake, and it curled on each end.
They reached the first and only floor and saw a long corridor with numerous wooden doors decorating the walls. The walls were covered with a sort of creamy yellow paper with dark reddish patterns stamped tidily arround it. The light that flowed from the lamps was slightly dim so the feeling in the corridor was anghishing but warm. The party walked silently across it, their eyes scanning in every door looking for their room, "room, 47...48...49..." Jag told herself silently as her eyes read the numbers placed in elegant, golden metal on each door. Jolt and Lupin read the numbers on the doors as well, suddenly, Lupin stopped the party as his mind cleared with the light of thought, "wait a second, wich room are we looking for?" he asked thoughtfully and scratching his head. Jolt stared at him and nodded, "now that you mention it...i dont know" he said smiling dumbly and scratching the back of his head as he emmited a faint chuckle. Jag slapped her forehead and sighed proffoundly whispering something that sounded much like "guys are hopeless".
They reached the middle of the corridor and Jag halted in front of a door, "54 and 55, here it is, there, have your keys" Jag told them excitedly throwing Jolt one of the keys. Jolt stared at the key with the number fifty four printed in black on the squared, transparent plastic keyring. He stared at Jag with his saddened puppy eyes, "but i thought we would be sleeping together like in the old times" he told her, his voice mixed with a deppressed whimper. Jag smiled gently and placed a hand on his cheek, her finger caressing it gently, "oh Jolt, i'd love if we could sleep together but this isnt like before but for the time being, it's better if we sleep separately" she told him gently. She moved forwards and gave him a quick but sweet kiss on the lips, "good night" she told him as she turned arround to enter the room. Jolt stared at her in awe, his brain still trying to receive the data from her previous speech as her kiss was still pressent in his lips. An idea appeared in his mind as he recalled her words, "like before, hu? Well, guess that can be fixed" he thought to herself touching his chin and realizing he had to shave. Jag didnt turn arround but she knew her pokemon better than himself, "becoming a jolteon will not change my mind, go to sleep, you need rest" she told him as she entered her room. Jolt let his arms fall limply at each side in deception, his eyes still staring at the beautiful woman in front of him but his pride feeling defeated, defeated by a woman. Jag closed the door but Jolt didnt move, his mind was lost in the realms of love, "well, Jolt, guess we should enter the room" Lupin told the teenager dog. Jolt nodded snapping all of a sudden out of his trance and followed Lupin into room fifty four.
Lupin scanned the area with his hand in search of the light, he finally found the button and pressed it. A shower of pale white light washed them letting the minor details and colours be appreciated by their canine eyes. The room was large, as they entered there was a bathroom on the right side and the room penetrated through the right as well. Two beds were placed on each side of the room, one next to the window, the other next to the wall. The bedcovers were thick, filled with feathers and had a patters of green and yelow squares of a very pale tone. Between the beds was a small nightstand of a dark wood. The paint of it had fallen of and now it was dim like the moon in early morning. On top of it was a lamp with a round bottom and a conical top formed out of cloth. The bottom was very shiny white porcelain, it reflected the two canines as they moved across the room. The top was folded cloth of a pale blueish colour that gave the room a mystical appereance when turned on. In fornt of the beds was a wardrobe, the top of it was curved forming an arch, but the doors were cracked and poorly decorated. Next to the wardrobe was a small desk, the legs were cilindrical iron bars painted a rough greyish colour, and the table was very light pinewood. There was a TV located on it but the dust staining a frozen white the black surface of it clearly marked that this hadnt been used in a long time. Jolt ran torwards one of the beds and leapt on it, letting his whole weight fall over the soft bedcloth. The bed shrieked painfully as Jolt's body contacted with the bed, his eyes oppened wide in surprise as the inhert object trembled under his body. Lupin shook his head as he walked passivelt torwads his own bed, the one by the wall, "Jolt, when you are human try to remember you weight about seven times more" he explained laying on the bed himself and hearing it shriek faintly. Jolt nodded slowly and went to change into his pijamas.
As he entered the room, his eyes met with the green blurr of a large creature, he was momentarily blinded by a light reflecting in something metallic but his sense of scent caught the smell of a familiar creature. Without thinking twice he ran outside the bathroom and back to his bed, Lupin stared at him curiously observing his skin become ghostly white. Jolt turned his gaze torwards the werewolf, "if i was you, i wouldnt enter the bathroom" Jolt warned him, his voice faint and breathing heavily from the fear he had felt. Lupin tilted his head unconciously showing confusion, that was an action Jolt understood like the dog he was, "why? The bathroom wont eat you" Lupin told him coherently. Jolt shook his head nervously, "no, the bathroom wont, but the large but in it might" he explained without changing his expression of fear, his stomach was still a tiny ball as the fear was still present. Lupin laughed soundly, "come on Jolt, dont tell me you are afrad if a bug" the black fox said unable to control his sudden attack of laughter. Jolt shook his head once more and searched in his throat for his voice, "no, im afraid of the bug in the bathroom" he explained seriously, his voice returning to normal and his stomach swelling to his normal size. Lupin shook his hand as he tried to control another attack of laughter, "bah, lemme see the fearsome bug" he told Jolt as he stood up and walked determined torwards the bathroom. When he oppened the door he was greeted by an angry "scytheeeeer" and the swishing sound of a blade cutting the air. He saw a small strand of his blueish black hair float slowly torwards the floor, his eyes met with the angry eyes of a large male scyther. The animal swished his blades angrily as her claimed the possesion of the bathroom. Lupin stepped back and closed the door passively, he walked slowly torwards the bed and sat down, "i think we better leave that door closed" he said feeling his throat having troubles in spitting the words. By this time Jolt was rolling on his bed, his face was hidden inside the pillow and he punched the wall laughing uncontrolably. Lupin gave him an evil glare and resumed into changing his pijama to be more comfortable.
In Jag's room things were a bit different. The room was the same as the boys' but the only difference was that instead of two beds there was just one bed. She was laying on her bed, the covers already placed over her legs keeping her warm as she read through a book. Bluemist leapt on the bed gracefully, she was a dog but she had abilities of a cat, "whatcha reading?" she asked Jag whispering trying not to disturb her neighbourgs. Jag raised her eyes from the book and smiled at her, "Mythological Creatures and Rare Attacks" she answered silently. Bluemist stared at her in confusion, "what for?" she asked silently once more but even through the whisper, curiosity was easily noticeable. Jag looked at the book as if expecting to see the answer written in one of the pages, "well, i was reading on the Three Elements..." Jag explained observing the pages of the book cautiously. Bluemist stared blankly at the book, "...or Supremacy Beam" she continued stealing the words from the girl's mouth. Jag nodded confused "exactly, how did you know?" she asked shutting the book but leaving a finger placed on the page where she was. Bluemist shook her head confused, "i...i dont know"the vaporeon explained feeling her voice tremble nervously. The Summoner stared at the pokemon in confusion, her mind flowing through one of her numerous theories but refusing to through a sudden conclussion. Bluemist snapped from her trance and stared at the girl, "what does the book says about the Supremacy Beam?" the water canine asked. Jag oppened the book once more to resume her reading, "it says that it can only be done in very rare occasions, fussing the three strongest attacks of each primordial type, hydropump for water, thunder for lightning and flamethrower for fire. The attack will just work correctly if at least one of the three combattants is an Amazon Warrior, a pokemon apparently normal but with an extreme hidden power. Otherwise the attacks will just repel each other and shoot in different directions. The Supremacy Beam must also be done with pure intentions, if it is going to be used for a bad actions, (capturing a god is the most common one) it will not work even if the three pokemon are Amazon Warriors." Jag read aloud sounding proffesional. The vaporeon looked at the floor, her eyes narrowed and her forehead wrinkled in deep thought. Suddenly she looked up, her air escaped her lungs but was quickly regained, "an Amazon Warrior, Jolt is the Amazon Warrior, he is the only one from us three that could have a strong power, because Lupin is naturally human, but Jolt isnt, he was transformed by Selenè" she explained coherently. Jag thought for a second before nodding agreeing, "guess you are right, Bluemist" she commented, her hand placed on her chin, and her thumbcaressing her moist, soft lips gently. Her mind was busy trying to discover with extreme power could Jolt have, he had always been apparently normal until the summoning of the moon godess. Bluemist was also lost in her mind, she used to live in a pack of vaporeons and stories about war champions that were punished by gods and transformed into terrorific monsters were told by the elders. There was something troubling her, she didn't know why but her stomach flipped and knoted giving her a sing that something was really wrong.
A golden beam of light sneaked through a small gap in the old, rotten down, yellowish curtains. The small line of sun caressed the young trainer's face, kissing her lips and slowly licking her face in its way up. Finally it reached the eyes, penetrating through the thin but still protective skin of her eyes, bothering her sleep and managing to bring her back to reality from the realms of dreams. Jag squinted her eyes and moaned, annoyed that her peaceful and well deserved sleep had been disturbed by the intrussion of this sneaky light. She finally made her way into conciousness and managed the recover herself from the heavyness of deep sleep. She oppened her eyes, squinting and gasped sleepily turning arround at the feeling of pain she received as the icy blue spheres tried to accustom to the bright morning light. She blinked a few times as her eyes got used to the light, and pushed her light body up with her arms, feeling it as if a ton was placed on her shoulders. Making her way up, she stretched to get her numb muscles ready for movemet once more, "hummm, today will be...a hard day" she moaned in between yawns. She stretched her arms pushing them upwards and arched her back feeling the comfort of the bed fading with every small move she made. Finally she stood up and walked torwards the window to visualize the wonders of Real City and allows the sneaky light to penetrate the room and wash it with its calid hug. She pushed the once white curtains aside harshly and stared at the street. She blinked a few times looking down and squinted her eyes to catch a better glimpse of the road, a questioning look crossing her face. Almost instantly she looked up. Jag's eyes oppened wide at the vision pressented to her, she rubbed her eyes vigorously with her knuckles and looked up once more. The Summoner couldnt believe what she was seeing and experiencing. She had seen strange things and was completely sure nothing couls surprise her after the event tonight but she was oviously wrong. Her jaw dropped as she tried to visualize every inch of the scenery, "woah...this is...FANTASTIC!" she exclaimed as soon as her voice returned to her throat.
The city she was seeing wasnt anything like the places most of us live in, it was completely different, like a totally new world in the same planet. The road was something usual, it was wide and built out of stones, much like an antique roman road, but the thing that had shocked Jag the most was that it was completely empty. No cars passed by and the place seemed deserted as people didnt walk past. A large, strangely oval shapped shadow startled the woman as something passed slight metres from the floor. That caused the trainer to look up and the vision she saw was that of a science fiction movie. There were cars, but this cars were flying over the buildings. The organization was neat as they seemed to fly through invisible roads, some of them higher than others. This cars didnt have wheels, instead they had four strange round holes that glowed an igniting yellow. The buildings were tall, very tall, and the shape was irregular, some of them were round and some had corners like a box, but they all ondulated like the summer head on the road. Most of the buildings had strange crystals covering their windows, Jag couldnt see anything through them and she was completely sure this window was the same way, but she could see everything from her closed window. Some of those strange crystals had pictures and writting in them, like one right in front of her room wich had large letters advertising a cafeteria. Bluemist oppened her eyes faintly as the morning light touched her eyelids bothering her. In the still drowzeeness of sleep she managed to recognize the familiar figure of her trainer staring stunned through the window. She could sense the surprise and her always alert hearing sense caught the surprised "woah" mixed with a gasp as a small shadow flew past the window. Curiousness attracted her as she pulled her arms front to stretch them, arching her back, releasing the movility of her agile muscles and strong bones. With a graceful leap she sat on the window sill next to Jag, her dark blueish eyes stared attentively through the square and at first sight, normal glass. Her eyes oppened wide and her jaw dropped, "will you look at that, they sure have a good sense of humour in this island, first New City and now Real City" the vaporeon's sweet, siren voice spoke as she pushed her chest out proudly. The trainer nodded as her gaze managed to leave the flying automoviles and focus on the little cat like dog, "how did you know about New City? You werent there when the battle for the Dragon Badge took place" Jag spoked coherently as she searched for an answer to the dog's sudden knowledge. Bluemist stood straight, a proud smile drawn on her lips and her eyes squinting like a cat's, "well, i know a lot of things, PLUS, i have good friends in the group that inform me about your past" the feline dog explained feeling a faint giggle escape her throat. Jag nodded understandingly before walking away torwards the small bagpack she had prepared with all her clothes in it. Bluemist forcused her gaze into the misterious city, "i had heard of this place in my pack's tales, but i had never thought it could exist much less seen it" her gentle voice explained, her tone soft as if in trance.
Breakfast went on smoothly, they drank milk wich warmed their bodies and gave them the dose of glucose neccesary to recover their bodies. Completing it were several plates, some contained home made cakes. Those cakes were golden, covered with marmelade wich made them glitter under the fluorescent light of the dining room. They spoke to the group, ordering each of the humans to eat them, to devour their sweetness. Another plate was full of eggs, there were four boiled eggs, ovalish, brownish, their shell was dim, lacking of all kind of glow, and small strands of steam floated torwards the ceiling creating a small momentary fog. Next to these was an omelette, yellowish omelette with a few brown patches, in some areas it could be seen its humidity wich shone making it more desirable. Four fried eggs moved arround the place sliding over the oil that had cooked them. This spaceships were irregular, white with a bright orange cupule, their gentle smell called for the teenagers, yelled at their stomachs forcing them torwards their salty yet gentle taste.
The creatures' eyes glew with desire as the most exquisite lunch they had tried in a long time was exposed in front of them. Without any word to each other they all sat down and scavenged for their food like hungry wolves. This point was understandable in the place of the three canines of the group, but Jag, who was a powerful Summoner, found herself so hungry that she decided to fight for her food before the other three made history from it. During their pleasant energy recharge, Jag planned carefully their day for it showed being a busy and tough day. She stared at the two hybrids and the vaporeon seriously, "well, after this we will head torwards Real City's gym, and i'll try to get the badge to ba able to participate in New Island's League" she explained slowly and clearly while grabbing a golden croissant tightly. Lupin shook his head in clear disaproval as he had already planned his day, "Jag, dear, i had already decided going to the library, i have often heard that Real City's public library is one of the largest in the island, there are some things i wanted to check before continuing on our journey" the werewolf explained with his misterious, whispery voice. Jolt shot him an angry glare as a warning growl escaped the vocal chords located inside his throat. Lupin directed his gaze torwards him and growled an answer as he made it clear that he wouldnt fight unless he gave him a reason to. The Summoner grabbed the young, teenager's hand as she managed to calm him down, "Jolt, no fighting honey, that was just a friendly remark" the trainer explained lowering her voice to a nearly unaudible whisper. Bluemist shook her head faintly, mostly to herself as she tried to enter another topic to break down the tension raised in the table. She swallowed a piece of bacon she had been chewing on while the discussion took place and smiled, "well, i would go with you Lupin but my trainer might need me" Bluemist explained, her siren voice floating like a sweet aroma over the table. Lupin's cheek turned a shade of pinkish as the vaporeon's voice entered his ears. He shook his head managing to get rid of the faint blush and smiled at the blue canine, "it's all right Bluemist, i'll be fine by myself" Lupin explained smiling gently. Bluemist nodded staring into the handome man's green eyes, "anyways, what are you going to look up in the library?" the blue feline dog asked curiously shaking away the tickelish feeling in her stomach. Lupin moved a finger in front of the group as if trying to push an invisible trigger, a sing to make them aproach. They aproached closer to listen to Lupin's words, mostly as curiosity ate them, "i want to look up a few books on witchcraft and magic, specially elemental magic" his maleish voice explained whispering silently and secretly, so misterious as the man was. The electric dog tilted his head to one side, "elemental magic?" his voice escaped his lips with a questioning tone. Lupin moved his gaze torwards the dog as he prepared his tounge to answer the clueless canine's question but another voice spoke before he could even think of the exact words. Bluemist moved a paw forward, her claws out as if trying to make her point clear, "elemental magic is the one related with the five elements, air, water, earth, fire and spirit" Bluemist explained without even realizing her words. Lupin stared at the vaporeon in fascination, a feeling of admiration grew within his heart, "that's right, elemental magic is not as complex as other magics but it can be very powerful, so powerful it can be hard to control" he explained pushing his previous thoughts and feelings away. Jag nodded understanding, "so you think that the creature that attacked us last night is not a pokemon but something created by magic, right?" the trainer questioned determined, her gaze moving across each member of the group. Lupin nodded as his gaze stopped in the trainer, "i was thinking about a witch actually, or maybe a wizard" Lupin explained nodding in aproval. Bluemist oppened her mouth to speak a comment into the topic but a tired, cracked old voice startled them. A feeling of pressure in Lupin's stomach overtook him as he chocked with his own juices. He turned his head and part of his torso to stare into the pale eyes of the hosteler, "witches are uncommon, they were nearly exterminated in the first century after the fall of the greatest and most productive specie in the world, the Summoners" his voice spoke gently and a serious smile was drawn on his lips. His eyes stopped on Jag as if he could sense she was one of the lost Summoners spread across the world, "Human kind is treacherous and after the fall of the kingdom of Pozivnad, the Humans attacked the much larger kingdom of Madjija, the same happened again, witches and wizards escaped their doom and their culture disappeared" he explained with seriousness flowing in his voice. Jag was the first one to speak after she recovered from the surprise caused by his words, "but if they were lost, how come that there are still witches and wizards?" she asked, her voice was nothing but a faint, drowned whisper. The hosteler gave her a piercing and surprise look, "you, out of all people, should know that" he said pointing at the Summoner's Stone. He turned arround and left the room, taking slow steps. Jag stared at the man, her breathing had increased considerably and a feeling of surprise was pressing her throat and stomach. She was positive this man knew what she was, although her kind was scarse and most of them didnt even know what they were.
They paced across the solitary streets of Real City, many flying cars shaded their way as they paced looking for some sing that guided them torwards their goals. The first time this dark and strange shadows passed over their heads caused a frightened reaction in both eons, but after some time they got used to the harmless machines. After some walking they turned a corner and their eyes widdened at the vision they saw. They had reached a square, a large circular square wich, at first sight, looked rather normal. The shops were placed on the floor, and there was a large statue in the middle, like the typical general's statue with the horse. But this wasnt any ordinary statue, this was built out of greyish stone but surprisingly it didnt have any trace of moss or erossion. It had the shape of a large dragon, an enormous creature with a long neck. The head was oval shapped and two large feather were placed over the eyes. A conical shapped crest decorated the animal's head. It's mouth was large and two sharp fangs stuck out from the lower mandible as two much larger ones could be seen placed on the upper part. They claimed rspect for this fangs could easily tear flesh and bones from the hardest pokemon in the world. The body of the creature was esbelt, prepared for flying, but Jag observed this animal could also swim for the proportions of its body werent exagerated. A pair of large wins expanded at each side, covered in feathers. This were thin like fins, strong and musculous but also long with four large finger like apendices. A long tail slythered up the winds, curling, spiraling, it was long and thin, and the tip was decorated with two conical feathers, like a stegosaurus' spikes. Bluemist's eyes were oppened wide, their deep blue stared in trance at the creature as she slowly paced torwards the enormous statue. A silvery plate was placed in the large, cubical platform, and an incription written in an atique language was placed in it. It was a dead language, a tounge long lost and a writting that disappeared many years ago.
- Oceanos, God of the seas. The great dragon, Lord of the seas, appeared when the Kingdom of Pozivnad was being attacked by Megias, a dark sorceress, who used a fire elemental to destroy the Sumoners. Oceanos appeared and defeated Ifrit, the fire demon, saving Pozivnad from their first war. Oceanos disappeared right after that battle and was never heard of again. -
Bluemist stared fascinated at the glowing plate, wich reflected the sun beams that managed to make their way through the traffic of flying cars. The group stared at the small water dog as she shook her head in disbeliefe. Jag placed a hand over her lips, her eyes pierced the animal as she observed every move, "Bluemist?" she called faintly hinting worry. The cat dog turned arround quickly as if the sound of her trainer's voice had taken her out of her trance. She stared at the Summoner in her eyes and nodded reading the woman's mind. Jag nodded in response, "so you do understand what is says" she asked her, or nearly affirmed. Bluemist nodded slowly as if the only thought of that made her heart ache with worry, "Oceanos, God of the seas. The great dragon, Lord of the seas, appeared when the Kingdom of Pozivnad was being attacked by Megias, a dark sorceress, who used a fire elemental to destroy the Summoners. Oceanos appeared and defeated Ifrit, the fire demon, saving Pozivnad from their first war. Oceanos disappeared right after that battle and was never heard of again." The vaporeon translated, making each word clear to the three humans. Jag was shocked, she had never known of the existence of this powerful god, and if it was the way the statue described him, he was perfect to defeat any opponent, no matter how large and powerful it may be.
The group left the large statue and stared arround, something shocking about the square was the people arround. Neither of them had ever seen that much people, Jag was bornt in Cerulean City, and it had been rather small compared to other cities in Kanto. The inhabitants of the small water city barely reached 10,000 and she had always lived in the borders of the place. Jolt, on the other hand, had been breed in a pokemon breeding center and after he had reached two months he was bought by his trainer and after reaching New Island, abandoned into the forests of the northern area. Lupin was bornt in a Shapeshifter family in a small town in New Island. Due to the fear his kind inspired to the islanders he was never close to anyone who wasnt a Shapeshifter. The crowd made him feel nervous and uncofortable, he moved his head from side to side and paced taking quick steps. Bluemist was also a New Island marauder, she was bornt in a pack of vaporeons and the closest she ever got to a human was the time Jag welcomed her into the group. The party was nervous at the crowd, but also fascinated at the wonderful vision of a futurist metropolis. Their mouths were wide open and a smile curled in their lips like a child visiting the zoo for the first time. There was people of all breeds and kinds, species they had never seen before and made then suppose that they were the native inhabitants of Real City. They saw human people walking arround, old women with grey hair and wrinkled skin carrying heavy bags full of aliments. A woman dressed in dark purple robes and a pointed hat called the electric dog's atenttion, "look, is that a witch?" he exclaimed pointing at the strange woman. Lupin focused his eyes on the woman and observed she was young and beautiful compared to the typical idealization human kind had of witches. The Summoner slapped her lover's hand and shot him a sever glare, "no pointing Jolt" she whispered at him, her voice was severe and hinted a tone of anger. Jolt nodded embarrased lowering his head as his blood vessels inflated with blood, staining his pale skin a tone of pinkish. His dark brown and penetrant eyes looked up as a joyful laughter emmited by a voice he recognized echoed in his ears. Bluemist laughed at the couple managing to snap away from her own thoughts, "come on guys, you look like mother and son" she snapped at them, her gentle voice raised into a dolphin's high pitched shriek. Lupin nodded after some minutes startling the group, "yes, that was a witch" he told them, his voice as swift and misterious as it had always been. They kept walking across the plaza meeting many strange people. Jag was startled at the vision of a couple wich looked apparently human but from their trousers stuck out a tail, a long, brown, cat's tail. The trainer poked the Shapeshifter in the shoulder pushing him a couple of feet away, "wow, take it easy Jag, yo nearly smashed me against this Dragontine" Lupin snapped at her pointing at a strange creature. Jag saw a woman dressed in a large brown leather coat and a strange, pointed hat, much like the witche's. She saw that the creature's face was elongated, much like the Legendary Scyther she had captured a few days ago. She had long, blondish hair that slid down her shoulders shinning silvery like the moon under the bright sun light entering past the large buildings. She saw that her feet were clawed and shapped like a dominant reptile's, thin and powerful, to give her agility and speed. The woman's eyes were of a deep violet colour, penetrating but also fascinating, like a pair of stars lost in an ocean, since her skin was of a pale greenish colour. Jag stared at her in awe, she had surely never seen anything like this, "i...im sorry, i guess" she stuttered nervously worried at the reaction this animal could have. The Dragontine shook a bony hand with long clawed fingers in front of the trainer, "it's all right, Summoner, dont worry" a gentle and whispery voice told her. Before Jag could reply, the Dragontine had disappeared into the crowd, and to her deception, also the tailed couple.
After an hour of pacing across the square and experiencing new tastes in the different caffeterias and ice cream palors, Lupin stared at his watch. It was nearly twelve o clock and he had a lot to do still as well as his friends. Jag observed the seriousness in his face and realized it was getting late, "well, Lupin, you are going to the library, right?" Jag asked him clenching one of her fists in a determined pose. Lupin nodded, "yes, we will meet by the statue of Oceanos, after your pokemon battle, ok?" he question, his green eyes lost into the greatness of the large dragon. Jag nodded affirmatively, "well, meet you later then, ciao" she told him as she paced torwards the other end of the square in search of a map or a taxi that could get her to the gym.
To be continued...