The Dezen Discovery Old Version Chapter 2, a pokémon fanfic

The Dezen Discovery

By LoneGrowlithe

Chapter Two

Boredom, complete and utter boredom, was all I could understand as I sat in my math class, idly drawing in my book as the teacher, Mr. Haskin droned on and on about stuff we had already learnt in previous years. It had already been two weeks since Jacob had poster my competition entry to the league, and I knew it would take the Pokemon professor's weeks to get through all of the entries, and everyday when I got home, I flipped through the mail to see if I had gotten a reply back or not, only to come up empty.

I looked over to where Larana was sitting and watched as she yawned due to boredom, looking dreamily out the window. I turned my attention back to the picture I was drawing of my favorite Pokemon, Ninetales. It looked cartoony, yet still a bit realistic, but I frowned at the head, it was too small, and I always did that with all my drawings, either the head was too small or the head was too big, and it annoyed me because I usually ended up having to start over again, but as they say, practice makes perfect.

But deciding that this picture was one of the best I could come up with at the moment, I reached into my pencil case for a creamy soft yellow pencil and began to color it in. But this didn't continue for long, because suddenly the pencil was snatched from my grasp by a very irate Mr. Haskin.

"I would prefer it, Sayunae, if you paid more attention to your schoolwork and not to your artwork," he chided as he handed me back my pencil, "Now turn to page 254 in your textbook and do the work I've set out on the board."

"Yes sir," I sheepishly took the pencil from him, blushing a bit as everyone in the class snickered at my embarrassment.

I slid the paper with the half colored Ninetales into the back of my book and opened my text book to the appropriate page and began on the questions which were listed on the board. After doing the boring math questions for twenty minutes I was relieved to finally hear the bell, which heralded the end of math, and also the end of the school day and the week. Gratefully I packed up my stuff, putting it all into my bag, and literally ran out of the room, and met up with Larana in the hall.

"So what are we gonna do now birthday girl," I grinned at Larana as we walked out of the front door of the school.

"Sayunae," moaned Larana, "I'd appreciate it if you didn't yell it out for the whole school to hear."

"I don't have to, remember, Michael did that this morning when he snuck into the office and announced it over the loud speaker," I grinned at her.

"I was trying to forget about that," Larana groaned as a blush crept over her face.

"Michael did get a week worth of detention however," I said, "so it's not like he's getting off scott free."

"I know," Larana said, a smile creeping onto her face as she brushed a stray strand of raven hair from her face, "Why don't we head to the battle park for a while, watch some of the Pokemon battles."

"Sure, maybe we might see some good battles, and maybe some rare Pokemon," I replied to her as we left the school grounds and walked up the street towards the battle park.

The battle park was essentially a large park set away from main buildings and businesses yet close to once of the three Pokemon Centers found in town. The park was set aside strictly as a place for trainers living in, or visiting the city to battle with other trainers, and the occasional wild Pokemon to be found in the park. There were numerous battle fields set out for trainers, and grandstands about them for people to watch.

We reached the Battle Park pretty soon, seeing as it was only up the street from our school, along with other students from the school who had pretty much the same idea. We moved over to the nearest battle field and took a seat on the topmost bench of the grandstand that flanked it, waiting for a battle to start. To pass the time until a battle did start, I reached into my bag and pulled out my math book, retrieving my still half finished Ninetales picture from it and started coloring it in again.

"Sayunae, a battles starting," Larana prodded me after a minute of two.

"Really," I drew my attention away form my picture and cast it down on the battlefield.

Sure enough two trainers were taking their place at either end of the field. They had probably already discussed the terms of battle beforehand. I realized that I recognized the girl trainer as being a girl from our school, known for her being the schools champion trainer, having beaten all of the other trainers in school. If I remembered correctly, her name was Tara-Jane, or TJ as everyone called her.

TJ had red hair fashioned in wavy lines down her back, with determined features set into her rounded face and jade eyes concentrated on the battle. Her hair was decorated with a long jade clip, with minimized pokeballs clipped onto it. She was still in school because she had returned to finish her education before setting out again to continue her Pokemon training. She had taken place on the challengers' side of the field, standing in the trainers' box.

Her opponent was a boy with blonde haired spiked up about his head, from what I could see of him, he was pretty determined to win the battle, a pokeball already maximized in his hand. I didn't recognize him, so I figured he must be either from out of town, or went to another school; he did only look to be about thirteen. Almost expertly, the boy swung his arm back and lobbed the pokeball onto the field, a certain magnet mechanism withdrawing the metal pokeball back to his hand.

The Pokemon that appeared from the ball was a large white one that appeared to be about the same size of the boy, albeit a bit smaller. It stood firmly on two legs, its arms in front of it ready to fight, its hands ending in two sharp claws ready to slash away. It had a reasonable sized head, with a fairly large mouth which was filled with same rather pointed teeth. A tuft of bright red hair started at the brows of its eyes and fluffed upwards, and its hands contained red paw pads. The rest of it was a stark white, except for two red stripes along its back.

"Wow, a Vigoroth, don't see too many of them around here," I commented to Larana.

"The guy must be from Hoenn then, that's where they're most common," Larana replied.

"Probably, but he could be from somewhere else you know," I told her, "I wonder what Pokemon TJ will choose."

We watched as TJ eyed up the competition, before reaching up and pulling one of the six pokeballs of her hair clip, and maximized it, before, with a fancy spin she threw it onto the field. In the trademark flash of white light, her Pokemon appeared. TJ's Pokemon was a small red lizard like creature, with fluffy curls upon its head. It could have been no bigger that her knee, and blurted a small wispy frame from its yellow beak. A large patch of yellow fuzz could be seen on its stomach and a small band of black fur going around its neck.

"Wow, a Magby, I didn't know she had one of them," Larana exclaimed when she saw it.

"Well, it looks like this is going to be a hot battle," I joked badly, causing Larana to glare at me.

"Just watch the battle," she huffed at me and we turned our attention towards the battle.

It was a fierce battle; with the small fire type pitted up against the energetic normal type twice its size. We didn't pay attention to the commands shouted, preferring to guess the attacks instead. It was a few breathtaking minutes before the battle was over, and the much smaller Magby stood proudly on its opponent's stomach, having just delivered the winning head butt attack, and was now dancing happily.

The people who had gathered to watch the battle cheered at TJ's Victory, as a majority of the spectators were kids from school who had come to enjoy watching battles that took place or compete in their own. The two trainers met each other in the middle of the field as they collected their Pokemon and the boy handed TJ the amount of money they had agreed the winner would receive before heading their different ways, probably to find new people to battle or to heal their Pokemon.

Larana and I spent the rest of the day at the battle park, watching numerous battles that our particular battlefield had, and during the intervals between them I finished my Ninetales picture and began on one of a Dragonite. But after a rather interesting battle between a pair of Quagsire, Larana voiced that she wanted to go home.

"Sure, why not," I replied to her as I packed up my stuff and glanced at my watch, grinning at the time, "It's getting late anyway."

We collected up our bags and stepped off the grandstand, swiftly heading towards the gate and turning towards home. We walked for about twenty minutes before we reached the street before our house, then I decided to put my plan into action.

"Race you Home," I yelled loudly in Larana's ear and gave her a slight push as I ran past, dashing for home.

"Hey," I heard Larana yell disdainfully from behind me and I chanced a small glance back to see that she was, thankfully, following me.

I quickly made my way down our street and up the steps to home, flinging open the front door and dashing inside and down the hall a bit before turning left into the living room, leaving the door wide open behind me. Once in the living room, which was pitch black like the rest of the house, I ducked behind a barely visible couch an waited for Larana to show.

The Surprise party for Larana had been weeks in the making, and the task had fallen to me to keep my friend distracted after school so that our friends and family could set up the party, but thankfully going to the battle park had done that well enough. I heard Larana's feet coming up the steps, and heard her voice her concerns about the open front door and the pitch black hallway. Hearing the front door close, I prepped myself to be ready to leap up as she stepped into the living room.

Seconds later, Larana flicked the light switch.

"SURPRISE!" everyone in the room yelled as they leapt form they're hiding places, giving Larana quite a fright.

"You guys," she shrieked as we all laughed at her bewildered expression, but a smile soon crept over her face, "Your all plain evil, you know I hate surprises."

"We know that, so it was just an opportunity we couldn't resist," laughed Gregory, a twelve year old with black hair, amber eyes hidden behind glasses and a high intellect thanks to all the books he read.

Soon the party was in full swing, with more than just one person acting completely stupid and making everyone laugh. Soon enough though, I was completely hyped up on sugar and was included in that number myself, acting completely bonkers and yelling at the top of my lungs about random things I saw, causing everyone to laugh. That was just one of the few problems I had, I tended to get hyper, very easily, and when I got hyper, I done things I never usually did.

Despite me embarrassing myself there was also the usual round of passing presents form both friends and family. I myself had gotten her two books, one on normal Pokemon, and the other on water, two of her more favorite types of Pokemon. Many more presets followed but the most interesting one was the package from Tommy, Larana's actual brother.

Tommy was a lot like Larana, both had been taken in by Jessica and Jacob at the same time, seeing the sense to keep them together because they were siblings; he had the same raven black hair, although he always kept his in short tresses, and his eyes were amber instead of Larana's startling aqua. He also happened to be a Pokemon trainer, having won the same yearly contest I so fervently hoped to place in two years previously. He'd started his journey in Kanto, his starter Pokemon being a Poochyena he had named Keigan. He'd traveled around Kanto for about two years, training his Pokemon and collecting badges, and had only competed in the Kanto league just last year, but sadly not making it very far.

The last we had heard from him, he had been in Hoenn training his Pokemon and collecting new ones, before he decided to go and challenge the Kanto league again. Everyone expected Tommy's present to be something exciting or something expensive, but looking at the small box wrapped in blue wrapping paper with a silver ribbon tied around it, it didn't seem so. Everyone waited patiently as Larana opened the gift from her brother and pulled a small piece of folded paper from the box.

"Dear Larana," She read the note aloud to everyone so they all knew what was in it, "Happy fourteenth birthday, I do hope you have fun just getting a little bit older. Enclosed in this box you will find your gift, I do hope you like it. Have fun walking. Tommy," Larana finished reading and looked at the note skeptically, "Have fun walking', what the hell is that meant to mean."

"I dunno, maybe you should see what else he sent," suggested Madison, a small girl with a big imagination.

Larana reached into the box and pulled out a heap of bubble wrap and tossed it onto the growing pile of wrapping paper and what not on the floor next to her feet. Reaching into the box again, she withdrew a small flat device in a nice creamy white color which Gregory immediately identified as a

"Pokedex, he sent you a pokedex, what for," Gregory voice in confusion and everyone began to mutter.

The mutters began more frequent when Larana next pulled out an equally creamy white pokenav, and I had a feeling there could be more to come. Next Larana, with a chalk white face, pulled out a small flat piece of card hat was completely laminated, she held it in front of her for a few moments, staring, possibly ready it over, before setting it on her lap with the pokedex and pokenav and reaching once again into the box, but this time, to everyone's astonishment, puling out a maximized red and white sphere we all instantly recognized as a pokeball.

"A pokeball," Michael exclaimed loudly, "What's in it Larana, what's in it?"

"I don't know," Larana said quietly, "But I think I understand his note now."

"Why, how do you understand his note, I didn't even get that 'have fun walking' part," said Gregory.

"Have fun walking," Larana repeated, rolling the pokeball around gently in her hands, "It means, have fun walking around the region training Pokemon, he paid for my trainers license, I'm now a Pokemon trainer," Larana announced, a smile lighting up her face.

Everyone was stupefied for a moment, even me before I decided to break the silence.

"Now that is just abso-freaking-lutely FANTASTIC," I yelled and jumped up from my seat, and pulled Larana into a hug, "Now this is some kind of birthday, huh?"

"You can say that again," Larana smiled, the pokeball still clenched in one hand as everyone came up to congratulate her.

"But one thing," asked Holly, another girl, but the youngest, being only seven in age, "What Pokemon do you have?"

"Maybe we should find out," Said Larana and she looked at the pokeball in her hand, before tossing it lightly onto the couch, "Pokemon, go."

The two halves of the ball exploded apart and in the rush of bright light coming from the pokeball a small Pokemon appeared. It was a feline, and appeared to be around the same size as an Eevee, and greatly resembled one. The feline body was a dusky brown, a shade lighter that that of an Eevee, with a creamy white ruff bushing about its neck. Flicking triangle ears ended in creamy tufts, and identical creamy ruffs about each of its feet fluttered a bit as it flew through the small expanse of air between it and the couch. A long slinky tail trailed behind it, ending in another creamy tuft.

I immediately recognized it as one of Dezens native Pokemon, known as Kitana by name. It was commonly referred to as Eevee's feline cousin, sharing the same unstable DNA strand and the potential to evolve into many different types of Pokemon. The Kitana landed deftly one the couch, and looked around at everyone with chocolate eyes before bounding off the couch and sniffing at everyone and everything.

"Awww, it's so cute," squealed Holly before most of the girls and younger kids began crooning and fawning over it.

"I wonder where he got it from," Pondered Larana as she looked at her new Pokemon in surprise, "He couldn't have caught it wild, you need a special permit to do that, and as far as I know, there aren't many Kitana in Hoenn or Kanto."

"Let's check in the box to see if there's anything else," I suggested to her as I picked up the box.

We both looked through the leftover bubble wrap and whatever else in the box before we found some papers neatly folded in the bottom. We read the over and soon found out that these were the actual certificates of purchase for the Pokemon and information on it.

"According to this, it's a she," said Larana, "And she was purchased from a breeding centre in the Zero city area through correspondence."

"Tommy's smart, I'll give him that," I whistled as I read over the details, "This certificate even lists her current known attacks."

"Hmm, Tackle, Scratch, Growl and sand-attack, I guess they're alright," said Larana, and her eyes flitted down to the price, "one thousand six hundred dollars," she spoke incredulously, her eyes going wide, "Tommy spent that much on a Pokemon for me."

"Whoa," I whistled again, this time in appreciation, "I think that just goes to show that he loves you."

"But that much, for a single Pokemon," Larana said, looking at me with her still wide eyes.

"As you said, you can't catch Kitana from the wild without a permit, and they happen to be rare anyways, so what could you expect?" I said, voicing the truth.

"I guess so," Larana said, looking over to her new cat Pokemon who was curiously inspecting all the people around her.

"Think you'll name her," I asked curiously, looking to Larana for an answer.

"I dunno, maybe I should, it would set her apart, and make it easier for me to bond with her if a give her a name," said Larana, the papers in her hand ruffling together as she placed them back in the box with the pokedex, pokenav, and what I now recognized to be a trainer card, "I hear Pokemon like you a bit more if you grace them with a name instead of just calling them by their species name."

"Up to you," I shrugged as Larana closed the box and withdrew Kitana's pokeball from her pocket, where she had placed it while we searched the box for clues.

"Kitana," Larana eventually called out and the small cat came bounding over to her and leapt in her arms happily, recognizing her easily as her trainer by the pokeball she held, "No, not Kitana, your now Kida, got that, Kida."

"Taaaana," she mewed happily, rubbing her check up against Larana's.

"I think Kida likes her new name," mentioned Jessica, our foster mother with nice cherry hair and light crystal eyes full of as much kindness and caring as Jacobs, with a smile.

"Yeah, that's it, your Kida, my first Pokemon partner," Larana whispered so low I barely heard her as she hugged the kitten Pokemon to her chest.

TBC

Yes, finally, the second chapter is finished, I like this chappy too, I realized that in the old versions of my story I never wrote about how Larana got her first Pokemon, so I did in this version.