Legend's Journey
Chapter Two
By Arizima
AN: Well, now comes the second chapter. ^_^ Er…. I have nothing more to say…. Oh wait, I do! There's going to be another character introduced in this chapter, one that my friend made. ^_^
Key:
" Normal Speech"
Voice from a Pokédex, TV screen, Announcer, etc.
Translated Pokémon Speech
~…Scene Change…~
Venora sighed; this endless walking had lost its novelty. How could humans stand it? Day in and day out, never being free, being trapped in two dimensions; left/right, and forward/back, unless a hill or valley came, like some poor character in a video game? Additionally, it was getting dark, and Feldspar was nowhere to be seen. The evening wore on as the girl dragged her feet, one step after another. Finally, she sat down, rubbing her eyes.
" That's it! No more walking today! Supper and BED!" she yelled out loud. With that, she unfastened her cloak and laid it down by the road, and laid down the backpack that she wore underneath it. Out of the main compartment came a bottle full of a juice-looking drink, a ceramic-looking bowl, and some food. Venora set it out, then fished out a Pokéball from her cloak.
" Go, whatever you are!" A red beam of light went out from the button, and formed a snake-like Pokémon. It was purple, with transparent gold rattles. There was also a pale yellow stripe running down its back.
I've got a feeling I'm not in Mineral Town anymore, it said hesitantly. Venora looked at it closely, trying to determine its gender…. Yes, definitely a he.
" You're a Sparkboa, right?" she asked.
Of course I am. Who are you? You smell like a Pokémon. Female, ability to fly, poison, and extremely powerful. What are you, some mutant Crobat that the humans experimented on? Venora shook her head.
" Nope. I'm Venora. That's my species name too. My parents are Delmyr and Naraxi."
Delmyr and Naraxi!? They had children!?
" Yeah, a few years after they defeated Imanya for good. I'm one in a set of triplets. My older brothers are Buraze and Sworal."
What do you mean, 'defeated the Dark One for good'? It's impossible for the Dark One to be defeated 'for good'! Everyone knows that!
" Well, she's in no state to be a threat to anyone right now. Why are you calling her the "Dark One" anyway? Why not just call her by her name?"
Are you a fool!? Your good Pokémon sense has been brainwashed away from living in a human society! The world is not as happy-go-lucky as humans would have you believe! The woods, the fields, the towns, everywhere, that is where her spies lie! If we were to speak the Dark One's name, who knows what would happen?
" Well, I'm sorry, okay!? Anyway, I didn't see it first hand, I'm going by what my parents told me. Now just eat your salad, okay? I'm sure it's a lot better than that synthetic-ridden, chock-full-of-phosphoric-acid Pokéchow Professor Holly feeds you."
No thanks. I think I'll hunt for my dinner tonight.
" Fine then…. Good luck, don't eat a Weedle!" Sparkboa rolled his gold serpentine eyes as he slithered off.
" Humph. Loser."
I heard that! called a far-off voice. Venora groaned inwardly and wolfed down her supper as only a hungry Pokémon can, then waited for her companion. A very contented Sparkboa soon lazily slithered his way out of a nearby patch of tall grass, a large lump in his belly. The lump was about the size of a Rattata.
" Have a nice dinner?"
Indeed. Now if you'll excuse me, Venora, I will turn in. With that, Sparkboa went over to his Pokéball, tapped the button with his nose, and was sucked inside as a white beam of light. Venora stared at the Pokéball, then emptied out the pockets of her cloak. She dumped her Pokéballs and 'Dex into her backpack, then laid out on her cloak. She pulled half of it over herself and closed her eyes.
~… The Following Morning…~
The teenage boy strolled down the path to Feldspar, glancing about. He looked to be about fourteen, with medium-brown hair and eyes. He wore a black t-shirt with a light blue rectangle, reading "NOFX", and khaki cargo pants. Most noticeably, though, there was a large something strapped to his back, wrapped up in brown cloth. As he turned a curve, he suddenly noticed a girl lying by the side of the road. Her long, dark blue-violet hair was strewn across her face, and she was wrapped up in a lavender blanket of some kind. From this distance, he couldn't tell if she was alive or not. Suddenly panicked, he ran over to her, knelt down, and gently nudged her shoulder. Suddenly, the girl's arms stretched out, she yawned, and plucked the hair out of her face, staring at him.
" Hello, who are you and what do you want?"
" Well, I didn't want you to get run over or something like that."
" Excuse me, but lavender is a very easy-to-spot color. I wouldn't have been run over. Thanks for being concerned, but I can take care of myself." Venora looked over at her backpack suspiciously. " You didn't steal any of my Pokémon, did you?"
" Hey, what do you think I am, a thief?" the boy indignantly said.
" You never know who would take advantage of a girl sleeping by the side of the road. Besides, I would of known if you had tried anything. I have the ears of a Vulpix and the eyes of a Swahawk! Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be on my way."
With that, Venora stood up, picked up her backpack and cloak and put them on, then headed east along the road. The boy stared after her, then picked himself up and headed in the same direction.
Venora immediately noticed that the boy was heading in the same direction as her.
" Why are you following me? Are in you in love with me or something, lover-boy?"
" What!?" The boy blushed. " No, we just both happen to be heading in the same place, sorry for the inconvenience."
" Fine, then." Suddenly, Venora sprinted ahead, her cloak flying out behind her. She kept on running for a few minutes, then turned back. The boy was nowhere in sight. Venora sighed with relief. She didn't really care for male teenagers; all they ever did was make fun of people who don't fit in; this was definitely true with her experience. She shrugged it off and began to whistle again, this time whistling the Labto national anthem, "Land of Honor".
Venora reached Feldspar around noon, not quite as tired as she was the previous night. She went to an unobtrusive bench in the shade of a towering oak tree, and sat down, pulling out Sparkboa's Pokéball.
" Go, Sparkboa!" she cried, and her electric snake materialized from the red beam of light. She smiled down at him.
" Hiya, buddy. Want some lunch?"
Sure, why not. I noticed that I had no breakfast this morning, Venora.
" Neither did I. We had dinner late last night. It wasn't finished digesting."
Fine, let's see what you've got.
" I don't think I have much stuff that you'd like. I'm a vegetarian."
May I ask why?
" Eating meat may be good enough for a common Pokémon like you, but for a Legendary like me, I won't bring myself down to eating Pokémon."
I think that was an insult.
" Not at all. Just saying that we have different tastes is all."
Alright, I'm going to go hunt. Be back when that little hand is pointing at the twelve, Sparkboa said, pointing his rattles at the clock tower and slithering off.
" Huh, déjà vu…." Venora said, shaking her head. " I'd better buy some jerky for the little Pokémon soon." With that, she bit into her LT sandwich. Eventually, Sparkboa came back, Venora tossed her plastic utensils in a nearby trashcan, then returned Sparkboa to his ball. She got up and started to look for the Pokémon center; she wasn't going to start traveling again right away, after all.
She soon found it, and stepped in, to be met by a familiar boy.
" YOU again!?" the two cried out simultaneously.
AN: So, who do you think the "YOU again!?" person is? Lol. Erm, well, I don't really have anything more to say…. See you! ^_^
Disclaimer: Pokémon and all related indicia belong to their respective owners. The male character introduced to Venora belongs to one of my AIM buddies.
Claimer: Anything that the dudes and dudets above did not make, I did, and so is subject to belonging to me. ^_^
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