Disclaimer - I stole some parts from the fic's inspiration - The Horse Whisperer
~~The Equicorn Whisperer~~ How it Began againThe other trainers were very grateful to Jesse, James and Meowth for rescuing their Pokémon. "Thank ya kindly, Jesse 'n' James," Lara smiled at them. "Ahm sure y'all will do just fine at tha race tamorra."
James shook her hand. "No, I wont do 'just fine'. I'm going to win." Lara seemed amused at this. "Well this sure is a whole different guy ahm seein' here taday."
"You bet!" James grinned and stroked Miyamoto's nose.
"Well, me an' mah Rapidash'll see ya tamorra, James. We'll see whose tha champ then!" This wasn't a threat: just a promise between them that they would do their best no matter what. James spent the night in the paddock with Miyamoto. Jesse found him in the morning sleeping with his head resting on Miyamoto's stomach. The rise and fall of her body as she softly breathed made him bob up and down. Jesse stood for a while and watched them sleep. "Cute, ain't dey?" Jesse turned to see Meowth grinning at her. She blushed profusely. "Cute or not, they've got a race to get to."
Meowth and Jesse waved to James from behind the spectators' line. "Do ya tink Jim can do it?"
"We've seen him do it." Jesse believed in them. So did Meowth. He just wanted to know if she had any doubts about their chances. James watched as the other trainers prepped their Pokémon. Lara was giving her Rapidash a big speech about how 'winning isn't everything'. Some other guy was intimidating his by declaring that its food would be taken away. James wished he'd planned this more thoroughly. He kissed Miyamoto's muzzle. "Do your best." Miyamoto was greatly moved by this. All trainers, scientists and breeders (and most adults in our world) are puzzled by the reason behind certain Pokémon's submission to capture and battle. Other animals naturally fear and run from humans unless they are tame. But even wild Pokémon willingly go to a trainer. Miyamoto knew why. Pokémon were the missing link between humans and animals. They understood both worlds and respected both worlds. The human world can be cruel, but some lucky Pokémon find a trainer with the unconditional love that many humans possess and give. A love that is reserved for only the closest of friends. Miyamoto was glad of the day she had met this special group of human and Pokémon friends and even gladder at being a part of it.
James grew nervous when it came to the line-up. The officials checked Miyamoto all over and concluded her valid to ride. Relieved, he led her to the starting line. "G'luck," Lara winked.
He winked back and said, "And to you too." Miyamoto lowered herself to the ground so that James could climb on. Once he was comfortable she stood up carefully. He gripped her bridal and they braced them selves for the gunshot. Suddenly there it was, ringing high and clear through the dry winds. He felt Miyamoto surge forward with a huge amount of force and they were soon thundering away leaving most of the contestants in their dust trail. As her hooves clattered on the dirt track she focused all her energy on winning. The jumps and turns were no challenge to her. But just as she neared the finish line, a loud rumble stopped her and the other racers in their tracks. Hoards of Diglett and Dugtrio popped out of the ground and a strange, giant, mechanical Diglett tore the earth surrounding it as it hurtled through the ground headed in their direction. Miyamoto whinnied and used her Foresight attack. The Mecha-Diglett shuddered and halted just a few feet away. The nose opened and Butch and Cassidy scrambled out, gasping in fear. "We give in…and we recommend that you give in too – to Giovanni. Just give the Boss what he wants. It's just a stupid Pokémon," whined Cassidy. Butch used his Pokégear to call Giovanni. "We failed sir. Yes I…we tried…no sir…of course sir…now? But…yes sir." Butch hung up and looked at Cassidy dejectedly. "We should go." As they walked away from James and Equicorn, calling back their Pokémon, James worried about Giovanni and what he would do to them. They were his enemies. But he was not heartless. "We have to stop Giovanni's evil reign. But the Twerps couldn't do it. What chance do we have?" Miyamoto stood quietly for a moment. Then she said, "There's only one thing I can do. But is it the right thing?" James was confused. But he smiled at Miyamoto and said, "Just do what you think is best Miyamoto. You can't do much else."
"You're right." Miyamoto smiled back. Then she walked over to the open area in the middle of the racetrack. She began to glow and a pale blue aura shone all around. James raised his arm to shield his eyes from the brilliant light and turned to see Jesse and Meowth at his side doing the same. Miyamoto rose into the air and that was all.
A ten-year-old, blue-haired boy wandered down Sunnyville Lane towards Pokémon Technical. It was his first day and he was excited and the world around him mirrored his happiness. The Remoraid splashed in a lake at the side of the road. And a group of Mankey swung past him through the trees. His faithful Growlithe bounded around him and chased an Oddish into a clump of grass. Once it lost the Oddish it became interested in something else ahead and peered down the road. It was a Meowth. Growlie snarled at the Meowth coming towards them. The Meowth unleashed its claws ready to battle the Growlithe. "Do ya feel lucky, punk?"
"Wow! A talking Meowth!" the boy gasped.
"Meowth! You're not supposed to start battling without me!" someone called. The Meowth cleaned his paw and yelled back, "You ain't my traina!" A girl with red hair in pigtails dashed across to stop the Meowth from fighting. "I'm sorry. He's pretty difficult to train. I knew I should've chosen a Bulbasaur like my friend Giovanni did." The boy stared at her. She stared back. Then he said, "Forgive my rudeness. My name is James."
"I'm Jesse. Are you going to Pokémon Tech?" He nodded. "Oh good," she replied. "Do you want a lift with me and my mom?" He nodded again and blushed as she took his hand and led him to her mother's car. The Equicorn watched as they walked together towards her namesake; a perfectly healthy woman who loved her daughter dearly and had no intention to climb any mountains in search of rare Pokémon simply because Team Rocket did not exist. Equicorn had travelled to the past and persuaded the very first rocket to not create Team Rocket, thus, beginning a chain reaction of good. Yet somehow, destiny had brought Jesse, James and Meowth together. "True friends," whispered Equicorn. And with that, she disappeared to another time and place with no idea of who she would meet or what this adventure would bring. All she knew was that these three mischievous vagabonds were her very best friends and that she'd always remember them and the fun they'd had. James turned just in time to catch a glimpse of her. "What was that?"
"It was probably nothing." Jesse assured him. "Hey! Let's have a battle at Pokémon Tech just before school starts."
"Yeah! Me an da mutt! Oi'll win paws down!" Meowth chuckled. James grinned and as Miyamoto pulled away, he looked back in the hopes that he would see the mysterious light again.
