Chapter Eight;
Blockaid's Honor
"Look! Viridian City!" A flood of hope rushed through the Aso and Defen as Akorda shouted the first good news they've had all day, besides the fact that the Dexen were faster now. After the meeting of the Samurai, they had celebrated Gloria's raising of a level, and they had gone behind schedule. It was almost evening when Akorda had scouted ahead, and everyone, especially the Dexen, was tired, hungry, and bored to death.
Dun, dun, duh-duh, DUN! "I hate that noise!" complained Defen. "And ALL Pokecenters use it to mark full recovery!"
Defen picked up Raiga and left a note at the hotel room which would tell the others where he had gone to. Trainer and Trainee walked to Viridian Gym.
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Wow, thought Defen, this gym is almost exactly like Ash's stadium for the Earth Badge. But I'm not here for a badge. I'm gonna meet an old friend... He walked inside, Raiga not too far behind.
Defen checked out the place, searching for a certain hat and shirt. No, too short, too long, that one's a girl, fat, lanky, wearing cap backwards, playing with a meowth, working out a rhyhorn, eating NERDS, no, they're all wrong! Did I not read the papers the right way? Tossing a promo, Golem hat, ... wait a sec, Golem HAT!?!?! It's him!!!
A minute later, Defen was chatting away about good times with his friend, Blokkae D. Sheltaura (aka, "Blockaid"), who happened to be training for the pokemon card league like any other Pokémaniac out there. Blockaid was also 3 years Defen's elder, and had developed his friendship with Defen for over seven years. Raiga watched earnestly, but stayed back in the shadows and tried to hide her pokeball from Blockaid's view, as she was the shyest of the three Dexen. This camouflage failed to overcome the sharpness of Blockaid's eye.
"Hey, you only have one pokemon?" Blockaid gestured at the solo Pokeball that was attached to his backpack via small see-through compartment. Defen had laid it down by his feet during the conversation.
"Yeah, nothing interesting to catch. 'Sides, I'm still working up on my 'All out Stall' deck." Blockaid smiled at the reference to Defen's stall deck, which according to Defen, has been jinxed to always lose.
"Well, what's up with the shooting star symbol on it? That's not any elemental symbol that I've seen." Blockaid frowned. "And if that's no elemental symbol I know of, then it must contain some pokemon that I've never heard of." He eagerly gestured towards the Pokeball again. "May I see your starter?"
Defen sighed. "Alright, but remember, she's really shy." Blockaid was about to sputter out, "SHE!?---" [Blockaid had thought that Defen wuld start out with a male] when Raiga delicately, but still shyly, stepped out of the shadows.
"I- I-, Is that y-y-your POKEMON?!?!" whimpered Blockaid. "It's n-not any p-p-pokemon that -"
"You've seen." Defen sighed rather heavily. "I said the same thing about the symbol on the Pokeball." He looked up. "Remember, you've GOT to keep this a secret. No one but you, me, and my fr-" Defen cut himself off at a sudden thought. No one in the gym had seen Raiga except him and Blockaid!
"Raiga, what's up with that?"
"Dexenn?"
"I think you know what I mean Raiga."
Raiga waved her arms around, then formed the symbols for destiny, certain, and allow.
"So, only certain people within our circle of destiny are allowed to see you?"
"Dex."
Defen looked up at Blockaid again. "Congrats, Blockaid. You're the first person besides Professor Bohmm who's seen the Dexen." Blockaid's cry of surprise was muffled by Defen's hand. "Don't ask why or how; All my friends and I know is that for some reason, we were chosen to do something about the world, but no one knows for sure what it is. And DON'T tell ANYONE for heaven's sake!" added Defen urgently when Blockaid got his 'must go tell someone about this!' look. Defen scratched the back of his leg with his shoe. "And besides, no one would believe you except for whoever the enemy is."
Blockaid covered his mouth again. A sudden thought had just hit him. Defen... So Defen is destined to save the world. And I'm his best-friend! If anything, just being able to stand near him is supposed to be an honor, or as much of an honor as Destiny will allow. ...Maybe a Gift for the destined? Yeah, that would be nice, but what can I give to him?! Hey, I know...
Blockaid took off his shield that was hanging off his back. Defen started to protest but Blockaid stopped him. "Defe, I have to give you something. The very fact that destiny allows me to be your friend and stand near a hero-to-be is honor beyond belief to me. Here, take this shield; I know how much you liked defense more than offense."
Blockaid presented the very much astonished Defen a shield that was wider than Defen's armspan, and was as long as from the flat of his feet to the exact center of his neck. The shield managed a classic rounded triangle shape, embedded with a star-shaped emerald that had three long, golden streamers etched all the way to the bottom of the shield. The rest of the shield had been painted silver. Defen gingerly touched it, so as not to ruin the design, or as if it was delicate glass.
As soon as Defen did touch it, however, a bright light blinded him. The light faded, and all he saw was darkness. Then the shield appeared, in a blaze of light, and he reached out for it, knowing he must have it, but for no reason he could think of. Then Professor Bohmm's pottery prophecy slapped him across the face and he knew; the shield of Light. A thunder clap sounded, and what seemed to be a neon-blue lightning bolt flew straight at him. With a non-audible scream, Defen held up the shield. The thunder bolt struck the gem on the shield, and an explosion resounded over the clean metal surface of Defen's weapon.
When Defen opened his eyes, he saw that Blockaid was looking at him strangely, and, when he checked the shield, the emerald was glowing! At least to his and Raiga's eyes. But Blockaid couldn't see the destiny-energy so he asked in concern, "Are you okay?" Defen shook off momentary numbness and nodded. "What was that scream? I think about everybody within a five-mile radius heard your pain!"
Defen smiled weakly, and replied, "It's Destiny, old friend."
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At the pokecenter that the group was staying at, Akorda gave Defen a kiss, then asked what his day was like. Defen kissed her back, and whispered, "I know where your power-stone is..."
Chapter Nine;
Friends Forever!
Akorda wondered at the beautiful jewels embedded into the Destiny Weaponry, as she called them. The jewels were *SOOO* PRETTY!!! (author's note: if you add a feminist voice, and give it a "like, totally!" feminist accent, then that phrase will make sense.) But, ...
...Wait a sec, didn't Defen say he knew where my power stone was?
Akorda looked down at her feet as she took a walk around Viridian City at night. Amego walked with her, worried about her attitude. She's been like this almost since Defen came back with that shield! I wonder if this has anything to do with her destiny and her Destiny-Weapon. If so, it's gonna be kinda hard to shake a certain green, red-eyed monster.
As she walked, Akorda found herself wondering why as a psychic, she never thought of getting a psychic pokemon for a starter, even as a child. She would have gladly taken a Drowzee (her hypnosis powers were not fully concentrated), or maybe an Exeggcute (she knew that if trained well, these half-dozen could evolve into Exeggqushin, a newly discovered pokemon whom's motions are reactions to its trainers). But instead, ...
Sneaking a glance at Amego, Akorda tried to figure out what type a Dexen actually was. After all, if it had a pokedex entry, that meant it was a pokemon, and ALL pokemon have at least one type. Hmph. Confusing. Unless, well, I hope Amego has an answer to this question!
Akorda stopped, then turned and faced her pokemon. Amego was taken aback when she kneeled down so that he was face to face with her. When she spoke to him, he was also taken aback at the question she put forth.
Amego, what is your type? Do you represent a moral, personified, or are you just a normal type?
Well, Akorda, I just don't know. All I know is that I was brought forth into the world, abandoned, ...
Abandoned!? How awful!
Thanks for the hug Akorda. Anyways, I crawled around til I found the other Dexen and together, we trained our card-to-life abilities. Amego paused, trying to remember something. Someone, I really can't remember who, told us that we were to take a visit to Pallet Town, and our destiny would become clear. We were only six or seven at the time, and as time went by, we matured and grew in experience and training. I'd never felt stronger in my life. Amego blinked. Which is a short one so far. Akorda giggled.
Amego stopped, and gestured in a direction. C'mon, I wanna show you something. As Akorda walked over, Dexen played with his hands until he was happy with something. Akorda kneeled so that Amego would have better access to her. Amego turned to her. See my eyes? Look at the background of the card my eyes are pasted on.
As Akorda concentrated, she noticed out of the corner of her right eye that the whole street had disappeared and they were basically surrounded in the same pinkish-black aura that appears whenever Amego "connects" to her. Then she gave a gasp of surprise. Swirls of pink were dancing all over the body of her pokemon, and it appeared as if only the eye-card was the only remaining part of Amego left, and floating in mid-air no less!
Relax. I'm just transporting us to a different area. The next time we do this, it'll be a little quicker, and faster each time we transport to a certain area. Don't worry, Even if you accidently lose grip on me in the veils of 'between', I can pick you up again; if it's a comfort to know that only you and I can acces this certain veil of 'between' Amego assured her.
The eyes of the Dexen flashed as Akorda relaxed. Pink swirled around them both, and they were in some forest. Akorda looked around, but didn't recognize anything. Apparently though, Amego did.
Torla! Hey TORLA! I'm, BAAAAAAAAAAACK! Akorda winced but didn't say anything. Torla? Torla? Where are you??
A timid and shy voice answered Amego's calls. Vennos? Is that you, Vennos?
Not Vennos anymore, Torla. Amego.
Amego? But that sounds so, trainer-named.
It is a trainer's nickname.
But that means, OH! A pair of eyes widened behind a pair of bushes.
Torla? Was that you? Come on out, she won't hurt you.
She? A Cautious Dexen glove grabbed the side of a bush. A Female trainer? A second hand grabbed a bush right next to the first bush. And you're sure she won't bite, right? Akorda giggled as a the bushes parted slightly to reveal one Dexen eye.
"No, of course not. Come on out, it's okay." Akorda's soft and relaxing tone drew out Torla. In all viewpoints, Torla almost resembled exactly Amego. But, there was a feminine way about her that Akorda recognized as the 'shy-girl personality'.
That theory disappeared as Torla pulled out a card. A picture of a bow and arrow wrapped in silk shone before Akorda. The words 'Arrows' flashed. RELEASE! Weapon, give me your strength, your stealth and silence, your deadliness! ARROWS!
The card flipped over in midair. A Picture of a Pokeball in the center of the back of the card flashed. A line of light slashed through the center of the card, somehow missed the Pokeball, and cut the card into three pieces. As two pieces flew away, the third piece, the pokeball, centered itelf into midair and went flat as a board. Then, the button at the center of the pokeball flashed, beamed, then shot wave after wave of light into one point in the sky. The light flashed, and formed into a beautiful Bow, which had a quiver full of arrows next to it.
The bow was golden, the handle lined with silver and the handle itself of beautiful, red silk. In the center of the handle, facing outwards, was a glistening ruby, shining gloriously. The Quiver appeared to be woven of Gold, Silver, and Black material, sturdily made into a good and watertight container. The edge was lined with shining white metal as the arrows inside glowed a gold haze.
These two beautiful objects fell into the waiting hands of Torla.
Torla positioned an arrow so that it rested on the ruby, then pulled back the wire that the arrow was dragged with. The arrowhead was directed to Akorda's heart. A red dot pointed out Torla's target.
Akorda looked over at Amego. "Wasn't she shy before?"
Amego shrugged.
She understands us? Our mind-voice? Torla relaxed the bowstrings, but only a slight fraction of an inch.
The reply's cool and calm almost unnerved both girls. Yes, she understands us. She's also one of my best friends. Some respect this way please. Whatever happened to the rule of 'respect and courtesy to all harmless guests'? Torla sweated.
She's no guest!
She is now.
But!-
I officially invite her to my place tonight.
Oh shut up.
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Later at Vennos/Amego's place somewhat tired from the talking and paperwork (Vennos had to be welcomed into the clan again and Akorda had to be explained. Amego had revealed his weapon card in a battle: Numbness, where the user is depriven of all sense of touch, but is still very much mobile.), Amego took out the tea and decided some introductions would lower some barriers ("Torla, you maybe answering her question, but neither of us can hear you!").
After the introductions & cups of tea, Torla, Akorda, and Amego were best of friends (or again, depending on how you pair them). They had a good time talking until it became too late to still be awake. They woke up refreshed, and slightly sad that they had to part ways. At the doorway, Torla gave Akorda her weapon card. Akorda protested slightly, but Torla silenced her.
You are one of my best friends, one out of two in fact. I'm sorry I was mean to you, and to make it up, I'm giving you a little authority over myself. Looking a bit mystified, Akorda accepted the card.
A bright flash was issued, and Akorda stood in darkness for a while before she realized she was in darkness, but could still see herself and the bow. Akorda looked up and saw a perfect circle of light, with a visible center. Being a natural Archer, she shot a bolt of crimson energy into the midpoint of the target. The target folded with the energy and bouncing of something invisible, headed straight for the bow.
Not knowing what to do, as sudden panic erased all memory of the two boy's accounts of the situation, Akorda held up the bow in front of her. All of a sudden, a ripple, then waves of power as the streaking arrow of energy sent shockwaves outwards while being absorbed into the ruby. Opening her eyes again, Akorda saw the real world, and her glowing bow. The pulse faded red, then surged towards the ruby which was now shining with magic. Eventually, the rush of power ended as the last of it was sucked into the red stone. Words flashed across her mind: The Arrows of Thoughts.
My bow... I finally have my weapon! Akorda's eyes shone with happiness as she realized that one step of her destiny had been fulfilled.
Later, at the pokemon center, Akorda practically skipped to her bed and flopped down on it. Defen, on the bed right next to hers, looked at her quizzically and asked, "What's up? You're awfully hyper for going through the entire day without 'cup of coffee or a Twix(r) bar."
Akorda just smiled, and promised, "Tomorrow, Def, tomorrow..."
Blockaid's Honor
"Look! Viridian City!" A flood of hope rushed through the Aso and Defen as Akorda shouted the first good news they've had all day, besides the fact that the Dexen were faster now. After the meeting of the Samurai, they had celebrated Gloria's raising of a level, and they had gone behind schedule. It was almost evening when Akorda had scouted ahead, and everyone, especially the Dexen, was tired, hungry, and bored to death.
Dun, dun, duh-duh, DUN! "I hate that noise!" complained Defen. "And ALL Pokecenters use it to mark full recovery!"
Defen picked up Raiga and left a note at the hotel room which would tell the others where he had gone to. Trainer and Trainee walked to Viridian Gym.
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Wow, thought Defen, this gym is almost exactly like Ash's stadium for the Earth Badge. But I'm not here for a badge. I'm gonna meet an old friend... He walked inside, Raiga not too far behind.
Defen checked out the place, searching for a certain hat and shirt. No, too short, too long, that one's a girl, fat, lanky, wearing cap backwards, playing with a meowth, working out a rhyhorn, eating NERDS, no, they're all wrong! Did I not read the papers the right way? Tossing a promo, Golem hat, ... wait a sec, Golem HAT!?!?! It's him!!!
A minute later, Defen was chatting away about good times with his friend, Blokkae D. Sheltaura (aka, "Blockaid"), who happened to be training for the pokemon card league like any other Pokémaniac out there. Blockaid was also 3 years Defen's elder, and had developed his friendship with Defen for over seven years. Raiga watched earnestly, but stayed back in the shadows and tried to hide her pokeball from Blockaid's view, as she was the shyest of the three Dexen. This camouflage failed to overcome the sharpness of Blockaid's eye.
"Hey, you only have one pokemon?" Blockaid gestured at the solo Pokeball that was attached to his backpack via small see-through compartment. Defen had laid it down by his feet during the conversation.
"Yeah, nothing interesting to catch. 'Sides, I'm still working up on my 'All out Stall' deck." Blockaid smiled at the reference to Defen's stall deck, which according to Defen, has been jinxed to always lose.
"Well, what's up with the shooting star symbol on it? That's not any elemental symbol that I've seen." Blockaid frowned. "And if that's no elemental symbol I know of, then it must contain some pokemon that I've never heard of." He eagerly gestured towards the Pokeball again. "May I see your starter?"
Defen sighed. "Alright, but remember, she's really shy." Blockaid was about to sputter out, "SHE!?---" [Blockaid had thought that Defen wuld start out with a male] when Raiga delicately, but still shyly, stepped out of the shadows.
"I- I-, Is that y-y-your POKEMON?!?!" whimpered Blockaid. "It's n-not any p-p-pokemon that -"
"You've seen." Defen sighed rather heavily. "I said the same thing about the symbol on the Pokeball." He looked up. "Remember, you've GOT to keep this a secret. No one but you, me, and my fr-" Defen cut himself off at a sudden thought. No one in the gym had seen Raiga except him and Blockaid!
"Raiga, what's up with that?"
"Dexenn?"
"I think you know what I mean Raiga."
Raiga waved her arms around, then formed the symbols for destiny, certain, and allow.
"So, only certain people within our circle of destiny are allowed to see you?"
"Dex."
Defen looked up at Blockaid again. "Congrats, Blockaid. You're the first person besides Professor Bohmm who's seen the Dexen." Blockaid's cry of surprise was muffled by Defen's hand. "Don't ask why or how; All my friends and I know is that for some reason, we were chosen to do something about the world, but no one knows for sure what it is. And DON'T tell ANYONE for heaven's sake!" added Defen urgently when Blockaid got his 'must go tell someone about this!' look. Defen scratched the back of his leg with his shoe. "And besides, no one would believe you except for whoever the enemy is."
Blockaid covered his mouth again. A sudden thought had just hit him. Defen... So Defen is destined to save the world. And I'm his best-friend! If anything, just being able to stand near him is supposed to be an honor, or as much of an honor as Destiny will allow. ...Maybe a Gift for the destined? Yeah, that would be nice, but what can I give to him?! Hey, I know...
Blockaid took off his shield that was hanging off his back. Defen started to protest but Blockaid stopped him. "Defe, I have to give you something. The very fact that destiny allows me to be your friend and stand near a hero-to-be is honor beyond belief to me. Here, take this shield; I know how much you liked defense more than offense."
Blockaid presented the very much astonished Defen a shield that was wider than Defen's armspan, and was as long as from the flat of his feet to the exact center of his neck. The shield managed a classic rounded triangle shape, embedded with a star-shaped emerald that had three long, golden streamers etched all the way to the bottom of the shield. The rest of the shield had been painted silver. Defen gingerly touched it, so as not to ruin the design, or as if it was delicate glass.
As soon as Defen did touch it, however, a bright light blinded him. The light faded, and all he saw was darkness. Then the shield appeared, in a blaze of light, and he reached out for it, knowing he must have it, but for no reason he could think of. Then Professor Bohmm's pottery prophecy slapped him across the face and he knew; the shield of Light. A thunder clap sounded, and what seemed to be a neon-blue lightning bolt flew straight at him. With a non-audible scream, Defen held up the shield. The thunder bolt struck the gem on the shield, and an explosion resounded over the clean metal surface of Defen's weapon.
When Defen opened his eyes, he saw that Blockaid was looking at him strangely, and, when he checked the shield, the emerald was glowing! At least to his and Raiga's eyes. But Blockaid couldn't see the destiny-energy so he asked in concern, "Are you okay?" Defen shook off momentary numbness and nodded. "What was that scream? I think about everybody within a five-mile radius heard your pain!"
Defen smiled weakly, and replied, "It's Destiny, old friend."
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At the pokecenter that the group was staying at, Akorda gave Defen a kiss, then asked what his day was like. Defen kissed her back, and whispered, "I know where your power-stone is..."
Chapter Nine;
Friends Forever!
Akorda wondered at the beautiful jewels embedded into the Destiny Weaponry, as she called them. The jewels were *SOOO* PRETTY!!! (author's note: if you add a feminist voice, and give it a "like, totally!" feminist accent, then that phrase will make sense.) But, ...
...Wait a sec, didn't Defen say he knew where my power stone was?
Akorda looked down at her feet as she took a walk around Viridian City at night. Amego walked with her, worried about her attitude. She's been like this almost since Defen came back with that shield! I wonder if this has anything to do with her destiny and her Destiny-Weapon. If so, it's gonna be kinda hard to shake a certain green, red-eyed monster.
As she walked, Akorda found herself wondering why as a psychic, she never thought of getting a psychic pokemon for a starter, even as a child. She would have gladly taken a Drowzee (her hypnosis powers were not fully concentrated), or maybe an Exeggcute (she knew that if trained well, these half-dozen could evolve into Exeggqushin, a newly discovered pokemon whom's motions are reactions to its trainers). But instead, ...
Sneaking a glance at Amego, Akorda tried to figure out what type a Dexen actually was. After all, if it had a pokedex entry, that meant it was a pokemon, and ALL pokemon have at least one type. Hmph. Confusing. Unless, well, I hope Amego has an answer to this question!
Akorda stopped, then turned and faced her pokemon. Amego was taken aback when she kneeled down so that he was face to face with her. When she spoke to him, he was also taken aback at the question she put forth.
Amego, what is your type? Do you represent a moral, personified, or are you just a normal type?
Well, Akorda, I just don't know. All I know is that I was brought forth into the world, abandoned, ...
Abandoned!? How awful!
Thanks for the hug Akorda. Anyways, I crawled around til I found the other Dexen and together, we trained our card-to-life abilities. Amego paused, trying to remember something. Someone, I really can't remember who, told us that we were to take a visit to Pallet Town, and our destiny would become clear. We were only six or seven at the time, and as time went by, we matured and grew in experience and training. I'd never felt stronger in my life. Amego blinked. Which is a short one so far. Akorda giggled.
Amego stopped, and gestured in a direction. C'mon, I wanna show you something. As Akorda walked over, Dexen played with his hands until he was happy with something. Akorda kneeled so that Amego would have better access to her. Amego turned to her. See my eyes? Look at the background of the card my eyes are pasted on.
As Akorda concentrated, she noticed out of the corner of her right eye that the whole street had disappeared and they were basically surrounded in the same pinkish-black aura that appears whenever Amego "connects" to her. Then she gave a gasp of surprise. Swirls of pink were dancing all over the body of her pokemon, and it appeared as if only the eye-card was the only remaining part of Amego left, and floating in mid-air no less!
Relax. I'm just transporting us to a different area. The next time we do this, it'll be a little quicker, and faster each time we transport to a certain area. Don't worry, Even if you accidently lose grip on me in the veils of 'between', I can pick you up again; if it's a comfort to know that only you and I can acces this certain veil of 'between' Amego assured her.
The eyes of the Dexen flashed as Akorda relaxed. Pink swirled around them both, and they were in some forest. Akorda looked around, but didn't recognize anything. Apparently though, Amego did.
Torla! Hey TORLA! I'm, BAAAAAAAAAAACK! Akorda winced but didn't say anything. Torla? Torla? Where are you??
A timid and shy voice answered Amego's calls. Vennos? Is that you, Vennos?
Not Vennos anymore, Torla. Amego.
Amego? But that sounds so, trainer-named.
It is a trainer's nickname.
But that means, OH! A pair of eyes widened behind a pair of bushes.
Torla? Was that you? Come on out, she won't hurt you.
She? A Cautious Dexen glove grabbed the side of a bush. A Female trainer? A second hand grabbed a bush right next to the first bush. And you're sure she won't bite, right? Akorda giggled as a the bushes parted slightly to reveal one Dexen eye.
"No, of course not. Come on out, it's okay." Akorda's soft and relaxing tone drew out Torla. In all viewpoints, Torla almost resembled exactly Amego. But, there was a feminine way about her that Akorda recognized as the 'shy-girl personality'.
That theory disappeared as Torla pulled out a card. A picture of a bow and arrow wrapped in silk shone before Akorda. The words 'Arrows' flashed. RELEASE! Weapon, give me your strength, your stealth and silence, your deadliness! ARROWS!
The card flipped over in midair. A Picture of a Pokeball in the center of the back of the card flashed. A line of light slashed through the center of the card, somehow missed the Pokeball, and cut the card into three pieces. As two pieces flew away, the third piece, the pokeball, centered itelf into midair and went flat as a board. Then, the button at the center of the pokeball flashed, beamed, then shot wave after wave of light into one point in the sky. The light flashed, and formed into a beautiful Bow, which had a quiver full of arrows next to it.
The bow was golden, the handle lined with silver and the handle itself of beautiful, red silk. In the center of the handle, facing outwards, was a glistening ruby, shining gloriously. The Quiver appeared to be woven of Gold, Silver, and Black material, sturdily made into a good and watertight container. The edge was lined with shining white metal as the arrows inside glowed a gold haze.
These two beautiful objects fell into the waiting hands of Torla.
Torla positioned an arrow so that it rested on the ruby, then pulled back the wire that the arrow was dragged with. The arrowhead was directed to Akorda's heart. A red dot pointed out Torla's target.
Akorda looked over at Amego. "Wasn't she shy before?"
Amego shrugged.
She understands us? Our mind-voice? Torla relaxed the bowstrings, but only a slight fraction of an inch.
The reply's cool and calm almost unnerved both girls. Yes, she understands us. She's also one of my best friends. Some respect this way please. Whatever happened to the rule of 'respect and courtesy to all harmless guests'? Torla sweated.
She's no guest!
She is now.
But!-
I officially invite her to my place tonight.
Oh shut up.
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Later at Vennos/Amego's place somewhat tired from the talking and paperwork (Vennos had to be welcomed into the clan again and Akorda had to be explained. Amego had revealed his weapon card in a battle: Numbness, where the user is depriven of all sense of touch, but is still very much mobile.), Amego took out the tea and decided some introductions would lower some barriers ("Torla, you maybe answering her question, but neither of us can hear you!").
After the introductions & cups of tea, Torla, Akorda, and Amego were best of friends (or again, depending on how you pair them). They had a good time talking until it became too late to still be awake. They woke up refreshed, and slightly sad that they had to part ways. At the doorway, Torla gave Akorda her weapon card. Akorda protested slightly, but Torla silenced her.
You are one of my best friends, one out of two in fact. I'm sorry I was mean to you, and to make it up, I'm giving you a little authority over myself. Looking a bit mystified, Akorda accepted the card.
A bright flash was issued, and Akorda stood in darkness for a while before she realized she was in darkness, but could still see herself and the bow. Akorda looked up and saw a perfect circle of light, with a visible center. Being a natural Archer, she shot a bolt of crimson energy into the midpoint of the target. The target folded with the energy and bouncing of something invisible, headed straight for the bow.
Not knowing what to do, as sudden panic erased all memory of the two boy's accounts of the situation, Akorda held up the bow in front of her. All of a sudden, a ripple, then waves of power as the streaking arrow of energy sent shockwaves outwards while being absorbed into the ruby. Opening her eyes again, Akorda saw the real world, and her glowing bow. The pulse faded red, then surged towards the ruby which was now shining with magic. Eventually, the rush of power ended as the last of it was sucked into the red stone. Words flashed across her mind: The Arrows of Thoughts.
My bow... I finally have my weapon! Akorda's eyes shone with happiness as she realized that one step of her destiny had been fulfilled.
Later, at the pokemon center, Akorda practically skipped to her bed and flopped down on it. Defen, on the bed right next to hers, looked at her quizzically and asked, "What's up? You're awfully hyper for going through the entire day without 'cup of coffee or a Twix(r) bar."
Akorda just smiled, and promised, "Tomorrow, Def, tomorrow..."