Hroondeel's Notes

Sorry for the terrible wait! (this time I mean it!) Something was up with my internet, and I was unable to log on…Why does this always happen to me? Oh well, here's chapter eight!

BRENDAN'S POV

I noticed it began to rain outside, and I was happy that I had knitted May that outfit. It's just that I hate it when people get sick, especially from the weather. Her usually odd hairdo didn't even look that odd now, as the bandana hid the little ponytail on top of her head, so now, it just looked like she had two loose pigtails. I had to admit, the wild child looked a little cute. Her auburn hair was messed up like usual, and her sapphire-blue eyes seemed to glow in the slight mist. I notice that she looks a little like Chaka, her Torchic. They both are fiery, have ponytails at the top of their heads (ok, this is a stupid remark) well, May's ponytails is tied in a bun, and the rest of the hair sticks out at the top of her head…ok, enough about ponytails! And they both love to battle. Of course, I know that if I want to be a good Pokemon coordinator, I have to be good at battling too. A part of a contest is knowing good moves, and Pokemon only will learn and master moves like that when they become more experienced. I hate battling, because mainly, it's pointless.

What's the point of pitting of two or four Pokemon and watching them get their fur dirty and get bruises? It's nothing good. I don't know why May thinks it's so cool.

"It's so intense…and really fast-paced too!" May was gushing to me about battling. I groaned. She kept on saying the same line over again.

"You should've seen how powerful Chaka's ember came out! It was so awesome!" I groaned, as I had had enough.

"May?"

"Yeah?"

"Could you talk about something else than Pokemon battles?"

"Uh, ok. How about gym badges?"

I have no idea why May's talking so much. She doesn't know how important it is for me not to get caught, because she's not in my shoes, and never pictures herself in them. With her talking, someone would probably notice me. And that's exactly what I'm aiming for. Zuzu had already fallen asleep to May's babbling. Nana was listening alertly. Chaka was sloppily eating berries.

"Huh? Who's that talking?" This line caught my attention.

"It's too late for anyone to be out here." I tried moving in closer.

"We should go in closer to see if it's the kid." I swallowed. May kept on obliviously talking.

"But that sounds like a girl!" Uh-oh. I better get out of here.

"Are you even listening?" May cried, suddenly noticing my silence. Before she could say more, I put my hand to her mouth.

"Shh! Listen!" I whispered. May squirmed, but hesitated to listen.

"We should go see just in case." Some rustling followed this, and it was clear that the two men on patrol were coming our way.

"Nana, Zuzu, return!" I looked at Chaka, and used May's pokeball to return her as well.

I grabbed May's hand and pulled her to some place, any place, anywhere but here…

May didn't appear too happy about this.

"Mrhmm!" she squirmed, using her other hand to try to pull my hand away from her mouth. I ignored her, and starting running, pulling her along after me. I ran into some bushes, and unsuspected, I slammed into someone, or something, my hand still on May's mouth and the other pulling her own hand. This made her slam into me. I let go of her, and it appeared the thing I bumped into was a human. I just hope it isn't one of the patrol guards…but it can't be, this person was too short and was thin and skinny, maybe underweight, so I felt like I was crushing their frail bones.

"Argh!" the person cried, and by its voice, I noticed it was a boy. To slam into someone would hurt, but have a person then slam into you hurts even more. Even so, I was never a master at expressing pain.

"Ugh." Not like May anyways. May also probably experienced the least pain, but expressed it the most.

"Gyyyyahhh!" she shrieked madly.

"Shhh!" I noticed both the boy and I said it at the same time.

"Shut up!" I hissed to May, and put my hand once again over her mouth. The boy sighed in relief.

"I'm so sorry! It's just that we're running away from those guards! I'm so-" The boy cut me off, putting his hand up to silence me as he coughed. I sighed and stopped talking. May stopped squirming as well. The boy kept on coughing.

"…Are you alright?" I asked. The boy didn't answer, but kept on coughing. May started squirming.

"Quit it!" I snapped. May gave me a threatening look, and I ignored her. I turned around, and I could feel her deep blue eyes burning a hole in my back.

"Can I help you? Do you…YEEEOWW!" I cried. I had never felt so much physical pain in my life! My hand was still burning!

"MAY! DON'T YOU EVER BITE ME AGAIN!" I whispered snappily. May breathed a sigh of relief.

"I can breath!" she said in fake dramatics. She gave me a threatening glance and turned to the boy.

"Move!" she ordered to me, I did so in amusement in what she would do. She jumped to the boy's side, and…pounded him on the back.
"May!" I started, but to my surprise, the boy coughed one last time and stopped.

"Th-thanks…" he stammered to her.

"Anytime." She said indifferently. He sniffed, and said, "Oh…my name's Wally."

"May."

"Brendan." I asked him the question that had been on my mind for a while.

"Uh…what are you doing here this late?" His face turned pink, and I was afraid I intimidated him.

"No, but you have a right to be here…" I started, trying to form an apology. He waved off my apology.

"I'm here to train my Ralts."

"Your what?" May said.

"My Ralts."

"That's a Pokemon, right?" I gave May a look.

"Yeah." He surprisingly acted calm.

"A Ralts, May. Of course it's a Pokemon. What does it sound like?" May looked away.

"Well, if you want, I can show you." Wally said, taking a pokeball from his poke-belt. May nodded. Out of the pokeball came a red beam of light, transforming into a small Pokemon, with a white body and a green head.

"Ralts…" The Pokemon said. I had to say; the Pokemon and trainer sort of looked a like, a good quality in Pokemon contests. They both were wearing white, and Wally had green hair, making him look a little like a human version of his Ralts.

"Oh! Sorry, I just moved here today. I don't know much about Hoenn." May explained.

"Oh." Wally said.

"That is such a coordinated Pokemon! It will be great in contests!" I burst out.

"Contests?" For a second, I didn't think he knew what they were.

"Nah. Battles catch my interest more." May grinned happily.

"See? He shares the same interests! I like this guy!" Wally blushed in embarrassment.

"Ummm, I was meaning to ask, what are you doing here?" Wally timidly asked.

"You see, I ran away from home, and uh, Petalburg's gym leader is my dad…" Wally coughed in surprise. May patted him on the back.

"You-you're Norman's son!" he cried. I nodded slowly.

"Oh my god…you better get out of here! They'll spot you and reporters would crash you! You're a celebrity here!" Wally frantically exclaimed. May blinked, as she had never experienced such fame. I shook head in awe.

"Well then, I guess we'd better go…" I started, getting up. May followed. Just as we were leaving, Wally called out,

"Uh, May? Brendan?"

May and I turned around.

"Hope to see you again!" He called.

So you have been introduced to Wally…He's an interesting character, and you will see him again! Tell me what you think of him, so please review! And just to let you know, I was writing two chapters at a time, so I'm trying hard to update!