Gality

I looked around to see where the Teleport had put me. It's nighttime, I thought. It's also getting cold. I need to find a clearing to make a fire. I walked in one direction, looking for a clearing. I turned around to see if the Gardevior was following me, and she was. It took about twenty minutes, but I found a clearing next to a cliff, with pine trees surrounding it. "Please stand over there." The Gardevior walked over to the cliff wall and leaned against it. I charged Psycho Cut and fired it at a tree, knocking the tree down. I charged Psycho Cut again and split the section without sticks. I drug those sections about seven feet apart, then I broke sticks off the remaining part of the tree and stacked them in a teepee shape. I went over to the cliff wall and broke off two stones, then walked back to the stick teepee and started smashing them against each other. A spark came off the rocks and lit the sticks on fire. "Take a seat, if you would like!" The Gardevior went to the opposite side of the campfire and sat on the log. I sat on the opposing log.

"So, how did you end up face down in the snow, with a pink slash across your chest?" The Gardevior asked.

"Now that you mention it, I should probably bandage that up." I walked over to some taller grass to start making some sort of awful bandage. "Also, would it be time to ask what your name would be?"

"My name is Jubilee, and what would be yours, Gallade?"

"My name is Gality. Nice to meet you, Jubilee." Jubilee started to laugh. "What is so funny?"

"Your parents actually name a Gallade Gality? That has to be one of the least creative names ever!"

"Well, let's get back on your original question, Jubilee. It was a normal day. I woke up at 6:30 in the morning, and went to eat breakfast. That was when my father came walking in the door. He said that to be a part of the community, I must defeat him on the Swordhand sacred ground. I met him out there after I finished my breakfast, and we fought. He defeated me, and had me lying on the ground. I told him why I had lost the bout, but then he hit me with a Psycho Cut, knocking me back and slightly blinding me. He yelled at me and said that I was disappointed with my family and my community, then he fired a Psycho Cut to finish me. I used the last bit of my energy to use Teleport and get me away from there, then I woke up in that prison cell." Jubilee had a concerned look on her face.

"So… your own father… tried to kill you?"

"Yes. And from what I have heard, any Gallade that runs from the Community of the Gallades are renegades and will be hunted."

"Well, that isn't too much different from my situation."

"So, what is your situation then?"

"Well, I was called up to the Mayor's office for… disruption of the peace. They exiled me, but I ran away before they could capture me."

"Well, I see that we are both renegades. No offense, out of curiosity, why did you follow me?"

"You seemed like you knew what you were doing. On that point, how did you gain all that knowledge in a war society?"

"The answer is simple, but life wasn't. I didn't practice fighting. I used Teleport to escape classes and find books I could read. I wanted to know the most I could, in the situation I ended up with nothing."

Jubilee

This Gallade is… like me! I thought. "So, why did you stop me from killing the Sableye?" Gality sighed.

"I don't kill for two reasons. One, it makes me just as evil as my adversary. Secondly, we are all Pokemon. Why should we fight?" Gality finished patching himself up with the grass bandage.

"Well, I only have a couple questions left for you. First, how many Pokemon types are there?"

"There are actually 18 types of Pokemon." I recoiled slightly in surprise. Our village only told us about seven types! Were they hiding this information from us, or did they now know? I thought. "However, I could talk about each of their strengths and weaknesses for hours. I will just talk about what you need to know. Obviously you need to watch out for the dark type, which your psychic moves can't hit, but you also need to watch out for poison, ghost, and steel types, whose moves would injure you greatly."

"Good to note. Now to my second question: Why did you save me when you just escape yourself? It wasn't like I was the nicest person!" Gality looked at me, almost confused.

"I did it because it was right. What did you think I was going to abandon you there just because you insulted my moves?"

"Yes, actually."

"Well, that isn't what I would do." Gality got up and put more wood on the fire. "Are you cold?"

"Yes, a little. Why?" Gality took out two small, electronic boxes and clicked the button on top of them. A blanket popped out of both of them, and he gave one to me. "Wow, thanks. Did you invent those things?"

"After about two years and a large amount of frustration, yes, yes I did!" Gality celebrated as he sat down on his log. "But before we go to sleep for the night, how did you learn Guillotine?" I hesitated for a moment.

"I found a Technical Machine, as you called it, and saw how to perform it," Gality turned his head, thinking. He knows that I am contradictory, and also lying. Why am I lying to someone that saved my life? I thought. There was silence for about five minutes. "So, what is the plan for the morning?" Gality thought for a moment.

"I don't really know specifically, but we need to get away from the area of our old homes. Probably somewhere in another region would be best." Gality spread his blanket out about three feet from the fire. "I am going to go to sleep. See you in the morning." I attempted to sleep for about 30 minutes until I heard Gality breathing very softly to my left. He is the only person I have ever met that could put up with me. I hope the rest of the world is like him, I thought. That thought of hope helped me lay down and go to sleep.