Episode 17: The pieces have been set.
Anto and Tracey didn't exactly know what to do. They, along with all their other Pokémon, noticed the split between Wes and Summer.
"Psst, Flow, you probably had to have been there," Anto asked the pink fairy type trailing behind with them. "What happened?"
"Actually, I don't know… I was unconscious for a while, but I think I heard something… sorry."
Tracey sighed. "Well hopefully things will get better as soon as we head into Nimbasa City." He hoped.
As they all entered into the city gate, they were surprised to see how full the place was, there was an amazing amount of people despite the small gateway.
"What's going on?" Summer asked out loud.
As if on cue, the four turned their attention to a large screen that had the Logo of a television company known as the BW Agency.
"Hello!" An older woman that looked slightly familiar appeared on the screen and greeted everyone.
"She looks familiar…" Anto noted.
The woman in the screen went on. "My Name is Hilda, the president of the BW Company, and I welcome you all to Nimbasa City in Unova for the first ever Worldwide Music Festival! Unova is proud to host a variety of world class musical talents such as the new Jail House Blues Crew, Go-rock Quad, and we even have renowned coordinators/trainers express the importance of social arts such as Fatina, from Sinnoh; Valerie from Kalos, and Even the Champion of Hoenn himself, Wallace and his niece Liza will be making a spectacular appearance!"
Wes whistled. "They went all out. No wonder there's so many people here."
"Wait, but if there's this many people, where are we going to stay in town?!" Summer asked.
At the realization of that, the four rushed to the Pokémon center to see if there was any room left.
[Later.]
"I'm sorry, but there isn't any room left."
They all groaned in synch.
Nurse Joy sweat dropped after telling them that. "As I said I'm sorry, but most of the room have been taken already due to the festival coming in the coming week."
"Is there anything else available left?" Tracey asked hopefully.
She shook her head somberly. "You might have to try the hotels… once again I'm sorry."
The four sadly left the Pokémon Center.
"Well, we gotta find some place to stay. Should we search around some hotels and see if there are rooms still available?"
"Are you telling us to split up?" Wes asked from almost nowhere.
"Umm, when—"
"I agree with Wes! We'll have a higher chance of finding a room if we split up." Summer interjected rather quickly.
Anto, slightly overwhelmed, said, "OK, I guess. But let's meet back here later at night. Say 6:30ish?"
Wes and Summer nodded once before going their separate ways. Flow, looking apologetic to Tracey and Anto, followed after Summer.
"Man what got into them?"
"I don't know, but I think it's best for us to hope they cool down later and tell us all about it." Tracey sagely said.
Anto nodded his head. "I guess you're right. Anyway, think I can stop by the gym really quick? I just want to take a peek at what I'm up against before going in."
Tracey nodded, but then stopped. He looked over to where Summer left then where Wes left then back at Anto incredulously.
"What?" Anto asked as he checked to see if something was on him.
"Anto," Tracey started. "Wes and Summer were the only two in our group who had psychic Pokémon… but you're still talking to me with both Espeon and Flow gone."
Anto's eyes widened at that. "I—I am?" He asked cautiously.
Tracey nodded. "Yes, and it doesn't even seem like its weakening or anything the longer they're gone."
Anto let that sink in. Does this mean he can communicate with people now?
"Wait, how do I sound right now? Is it still in your head?" Anto asked.
Tracey thought hard before slowly shaking his head. "Honestly… no. It sounds like it's coming from you, but it doesn't sound telepathic now… I'd almost say like you're a ventriloquist…"
Anto thought about this for a second and this timed he tried moving his mouth.
"Does it sound like I'm speaking normally if I do this?" Anto thought and spoke at the same time.
Tracey nodded slowly. "Anto, we might need to talk about this later. There might be more to this power than we originally thought," He sighed. "But for now we need a place to stay for the night, so I'll meet you later alright?"
Anto nodded and decided to make his way to the gym. He took out Takezo's Poké Ball, but he didn't notice that he caught someone's attention as he walked by.
[With Wes.]
Wes walked around aimlessly down the crowded streets of Nimbasa City, it was pretty loud and cheerful.
"Wes? Are you alright?" Espeon asked as he and his brother walked with him.
"I'm fine."
"Dude, we know that's Wes talk for, 'Leave me alone, I don't want to talk about it'." Umbreon added in. Even though he was a dark type, Flow was able to give a hint in showing Espeon how to make dark types communicate, if they were willing.
"Alright then, leave me alone, I don't want to talk about it." Wes told them.
Espeon and Umbreon looked at each other. They knew Wes would be like this for a while, so they had no choice but to wait until he cooled off. They were just surprised he went back into this when he really seemed to be enjoying himself recently.
It was then something caught Wes' attention. As he was passing by a path that had a lot of booths set up, there was this shady old man pick-pocketing a man with his young son ridding on top of him as he was waiting in line of one of the booths.
That ticked Wes off, but he didn't want to make a scene.
As the shady old man and Wes crossed paths, they both accidentally ran into each other.
"My bad." Wes stated as the shady old man simply raised his head to say no harm and made his way out quickly.
"Hello! We have some famous Uncle Bob's Coffee! Two Pokédollars please!" The cashier asked the man with a son on his shoulders.
The man patted himself, but then his eyes widened when he couldn't find his wallet.
"Excuse me sir," The cashier, son, and Father turned to Wes holding out a wallet. "You dropped this."
The father sighed in utter relief. "Oh thank you boy. Would you like a coffee?"
Wes saw the happy look on the son's face and he looked back to the dad. "I'm good. I have some chores to do…" He paused for a second. "… I hope you and your son have fun today."
"Oh thank you so much! Say thank you Leo!" The father motioned to the young boy above him.
The young boy smiled back. "Thank you mister.~"
"It's no problem…" Wes responded rather softly.
Then he heard people screaming in the distance behind him.
Wes, and his two eons raced first to see what happened. Wes was surprised to see that same shady old man knocked to the ground by a deep purple spiked hair, seventeen year old man with pale skin, piercing blue eyes, blue logo t-shirt with a Master Ball imprinted on the torso, ripped jeans, and wore black sandals. Lastly, he wore a large purple backpack on his back.
The strange purple haired teen was holding a sheathed katana (Wes was briefly reminded of Takezo) and pointing his tip on the downed man.
"I saw you pick pocketing that old woman, scoundrel," He almost spat. A fierce looking, Bisharp and Excadrill stood behind him. "Give it back."
Wes saw the scared look on the pickpocket's face. "A-alright! Alright! H-here! Take it!" The young man grabbed it and gave it back to an old woman.
"Thank you, young man." The old lady answered as she took her purse back.
Some police attendants came and the purple headed kid forced the guy up and give him to the authorities.
"I can't believe those thieves," A person nearby Wes said to another person. "What's the point of them stealing in the first place when you can get a job? Those types of people must be idiots or something." The person next to her was talking to quietly nodded his head.
Wes silently clenched his fists, and walked after the policemen.
As he did, he, Espeon, and Umbreon, passed by the purple haired teen, his Bisharp, and Excadrill. For one brief moment both of their eyes met, glaring fiercely at each other before they all walked past each other.
Wes continued walking after the police men. "Excuse me! Officers!"
They, including the pickpocket, turned back at Wes. Wes faked running up to them and gasping for breath.
"There you are Uncle Rodri! I've been looking everywhere for you!" Wes expressed concern to the pickpocket.
"Wha?"
"Kid, do you know this man?" One of the officers asked.
"Oh what did he do this time? I am so sorry! My uncle Rodri is a kleptomaniac! He can't help but take things that don't belong to him!" Wes exclaimed before bowing. "I'm so sorry, I was supposed to be watching him!"
The two officer were unsure, but then Wes came up to the pickpocket and took out a P-DA out of one of his pockets. In the pick's mind, he didn't remember snagging that thing.
Wes opened up the P-DA and it showed his face and name. "See? This is mine. He sometimes takes this from me without my knowledge."
"I don't know about this…" One of the officers said.
"Come on, just let the kid and his uncle go," the other older officer said. "Kid, if we find this guy stealing again, he will go to jail—got it? We've got enough going on as is."
"Thank you so much!" Wes expressed joy before grabbing the thief's wrist and dragging the stupefied man along. "Come on Uncle Rodri!"
Wes dragged along the man until they had turned into a private corner in an alleyway.
"Why?" The man asked as Wes let go of him. "Why did you help me? I'm… a thief that has to steal from others to make by…"
Wes looked back at him and sighed. "… For one, what you're doing right now. For a pickpocket, you're surprisingly humble for saying you don't deserve to be helped," He let those words hang in the air for a few seconds. "Also, when I first saw you pinned down, you didn't show anger or annoyance, but fear. I've seen people steal before, and I've seen people like you… who steal because they have nothing left…" Wes dug his pockets and took out a roll of cash.
It was Anto's. However, Anto willingly gave Wes some money back at Castelia after his gym fight. When Wes asked why, Anto simply said,
"First of all, I don't exactly know what to do with the money I win from the gym trainers and gym leaders besides healing items, clothes, and food. Second, if you actually have money, you're less likely to pickpocket people again, and this should get Summer off your back," Wes remembered chuckling at that. "Last, but in no way least, I really do think you're a good guy Wes. And I want to help you make the most of your second chance."
Wes, smiled gently as he remembered his friend. Anto was in no way normal, nor was Wes in any way religious, but he thanked whatever high being up there that he had met him.
He took the pick pocket's hand and gave him the wad of cash. "Here take this. Buy some lunch, but save some money for several Poké Balls."
"Why?"
"Try becoming a Pokémon trainer. It's a little harder… but the benefits overweigh the risks. Trust me." Wes solemnly said.
The man just stared at the cash in his hands. "I-I don't know what to say… no one has ever helped me…"
"That's the thing about help: you only get it, when you give it out to someone else. I learned that from a friend recently," Wes kindly said. "Basically, help yourself and others, and you'll find that more people will be willing to help you. Now stay out of trouble, I'm not fishing you out a second time." Wes said as he and his Eons left.
The man stared in shock before abruptly bowing, "Thank you! I'll never forget this, I promise!"
Wes simply raised his hand without turning back or slowing down.
As soon as he stepped out of the alleyway, he stopped.
Wes didn't move, but he noticed the purple haired teen was leaning right at the corner of the alleyway. As if he was listening to that entire conversation.
"… That was surprising." The purple haired boy nonchalantly said.
"What? Surprised dirt bags aren't all dirt bags? What a revolutionary thought." Wes opened his eyes and looked at him.
The teenager opened his eyes and the two stared down each other.
The purple haired teenager then smiled. "I like you, Wes. My name's Arran Valliquete. I guess there is honor among thieves after all."
"Well sorry we can't all be born with normal families such as yourself."
Arran narrowed his eyes. "Don't talk about my family."
"Fair enough," Wes stated as he and his Pokémon left. "See ya."
"Wait," Arran stood up, his Bisharp and Excadrill getting ready to leave with him. "There's an upcoming tournament in honor of the Music Festival, battle me there."
Wes stopped. "Why?"
"Because you could use something to get that bored look off your face." Arran smiled before he and his Pokémon walked away.
Wes scoffed, but looked at his Pokémon. He had to admit, he hadn't had a proper Pokémon battle in a while. And the challenge sounded very interesting…
"Weird guy." Umbreon commented.
"He still had some kind of powerful presence to him." Espeon commented in. "I wonder what other Pokémon he had besides those two guys?"
"Dunno… but he did have a point. I think I'll join the upcoming tournament. Can't have Anto have all the fun now can I?" Wes smirked.
[With Summer.]
"Summer, is something wrong?" Flow asked as she trailed with Summer. She noticed some people around pointing at her, but they seemed to assume she was some kind of costumed up Ivysaur.
"… Wes is… ugh!" Summer groaned. "… It's hard to explain really…" She exhaled.
As they continued to walk, she and Flow heard something in the distance.
"What did you say, dang it?!"
"Wah!"
Summer raised her brow and shook her head in disbelief. "… No way… I know that voice…" She exclaimed as she parted a crowd and saw a Pokémon Ranger subduing a bald, taller man. This ranger was wearing a male uniform with fairly tan skin. The Ranger had crystal blue eyes with a hint of brown mixed into it. This ranger had short brown spiky hair with blue highlights across the Ranger's bangs. The Ranger also fashioned a dragon necklace wrapped around her neck with the ranger uniform.
"Oh my gosh, Aster!" Summer cried out to the Ranger, making the officer look toward the voice and have Aster's crystal orbs glance to the stylish girl.
"S-Summer?!" The Ranger stammered before running up to her and giving her a great big Ursaring hug. "Oh my gosh it's you!"
"Aster… ribs…" She sweat dropped at her co-worker.
Aster placed down Summer and smiled at her. "How's it going, BFF—ahh!" Aster yelped, pointing accusingly at Flow. "What is that thing!?" The ranger hid behind Summer in fear of sweet little Flow for some reason.
"Uhh… hello? … Summer who is he?" Flow asked.
Aster stopped being scared and then she sighed tiredly. "I'm actually girl." She explained. "I wonder why people keep thinking I'm a guy, not that I don't really mind…"
"Aster, you're wearing a male uniform. That doesn't exactly help your situation." Summer responded to her.
"Ugh! I don't know why they give the female uniforms so short! I have low body fat, I get cold in those things no matter how all-terrain they are!" Aster complained.
Summer weakly nodded before looking at Flow. "Anyway Flow, this is Aster, one of my classmates," She turned to the girl behind her. "Aster, this is Flow, one of my new partners."
"You choose a pink Ivysaur as your partner?" Aster asked before realizing something. "Wait a sec! Summer, how did you know what that Ivysaur was saying?! You answered her question!"
"Huh?" Summer asked as she remembered that she forgot she could talk to Pokémon now thanks to Flow. "Oh well I—wait. … Aster, how did you understand her?" Summer recalled that Flow only puts up the link between the four of them and never anyone else. It's how she knew that Anto's powers were changing when he spoke to Enjos. But Aster? She never heard Pokémon speak before and Summer just realized that she just corrected Flow on her being a guy.
"Aster!" The two humans looked over to see a Bagon stomping on the man. "This guy was trying to escape!"
"I'm telling ya! I'm part of the Jail House Blues Crew!" The thug looking guy exclaimed. "This is all one huge misunderstanding!"
"Right, Summer you can help me!" Aster exclaimed but place herself strategically away from Flow. "Plus I need to ask what you're doing here in Unova! … And why aren't you wearing your uniform?"
Summer sighed. "It's a long story Aster… but seriously? I think you got the wrong guy." Summer explained as she picked up a wallet near the Bagon and it showed a proper identity of him really being part of The Jail House Blues Crew.
"Oops?" Aster rubbed the back of her head.
Summer genuinely smiled though. "It's really good to see you again Aster."
[With Anto.]
…
Anto sighed as he looked at the closed door of the gym.
"Due to the Musical Festival, the gym has been closed for the next two days. Sorry for any inconvenience."
The sign was signed by Elesa.
"So what now?" Takezo asked.
"Well… I am in a carnival, and I did promise to meet the others later… so how about we look around and join in some of the rides or something? I can't remember the last time I relaxed in a carnival!"
"Don't you have amnesia?"
"Not the point." Anto retorted as he and Takezo walked toward some of the rides.
Takezo jumped to Anto's shoulder then pointed to the Ferris wheel. "How about we go there?"
"Seems good."
What Anto didn't know was that he was slowly being followed by someone.
When Anto finally got his turn to enter into the Ferris Wheel, he was asked to share a pod with someone since the ride was full.
Anto nodded his head and went into the pod. However, for some reason, the man he was sitting across from was covered head to toe in a cloak.
Anto didn't really seem to care, but Takezo felt something wasn't completely right.
"Anto… something isn't right…" Takezo said as the ride started.
Anto's mood slowly dropped. "You know… I was sorta hoping that I'd go a day without something trying to kill me."
"Technically speaking, there are days like that… they just don't happen often." Takezo rested his hand on one of the two wooden blades he was carrying.
Anto glanced over to the man in the cloak. He was really wishing that it was just a weird guy that liked full cloaks. But now? Something told him he was going to be put through the wringer again.
As soon as their cart reached the top, Anto saw something moving under the cloak of the man.
Suddenly, the Ferris wheel came to a sudden halt.
Anto looked to the person in front of him and swore he saw the man smirk underneath the cloak.
"Greetin', Sub'ject 5."
Takezo reached for his blade as the man took out a Poké Ball.
"Sunnuva—"
"… As daughter of the BW Agency Ceo, do you even care for Pokémon besides subjecting them to Capitalistic Manifesto?" The green haired man questioned her.
A girl with familiar brown hair looked defiantly at the green haired teen. "My mom's company has nothing to do with why I became a trainer—"
KRACKASSH! BAM!
Both of them lost their balance as they felt their cart shake violently. Quickly re blancing themselves, they stared at the window behind the girl to see some boy with short, messy black hair, amber eyes, and a familiar necklace faceplanting into the window with his hands grabbing tightly to the roof. His face looked horribly contorted for smashing into the window with his hands reaching/holding on to the roof and there was some slight drool going off his mouth.
"Oww…" The boy somehow said that word clearly to the two of them despite having his face planted into the glass wall.
The girl looked surprised as it took a second to realize why this crazed boy looked so familiar. "A-Anto!?"
"White?" That same odd voice seemed to ask as the boy in the window seemed to eye the girl in surprise.
The green haired boy recognized the necklace the boy was wearing. This 'Anto' was that same boy he met some time ago… that injured Ghetsis.
Then something clicked in the green haired boy's head. "Wait, what are you doing here?"
Anto finally moved up, but then a Patrat's head peeked out at them by poking his head upside down to view the people inside. "Ah, it's you." The Patrat said to the green haired boy before turning to Anto. "Anto, quickly stop flailing around and pick yourself up!"
Takezo got back up and swung his blade ready towards the cart they had just escaped. The cloaked man and the shiny Beedrill were watching them from inside the cart.
Inside, the man took out another ball and called out a twisted looking Banette. He whispered something and the Pokémon complied, making the man and his Beedrill vanish as the shadows absorbed them.
With the treat of being attacked again gone, Anto sighed before looking back at the two. "So… how's it hanging?"
As Anto got down, he was immediately swarmed by security.
His first thought went along the lines of… 'OH COME ON!? I get arrested for surviving an attack—you know what? Screw it, I should just resign that this crap is just magnetized to me like trouble is to comic book super heroes. Only, my only power is the ability to find out how crazy Pokémon truly are… Sunnuva nut, my life sucks…'
"Stop! What are you doing!?" White cried to the guards right after they had finished 'the right to remain silent' part.
"We're taking this hooligan to jail, Ms." A guard said while child-grabbing Anto. "For disrupting the peace and destroying public property!"
"And saving myself from an 'imaginary attacker'… Does this happen to anyone else?!" He told himself.
"Well you are misinformed!" The air around White changed, as if she had become more professional rather than a normal trainer. "This is one of the stunt actors for a live action sequence here in the Festival!"
"He is?"
"I am?"
White quickly took out an ID and showed it towards the guards. Anto's eyes widened as he saw that White was the freaking Vice President of the BW Agency—hold up! That girl that Hilda woman… is she!?
"You're the daughter of the President?!" One of the guards cried out in shock.
White sighed before rubbing her forehead briefly. "It's our fault for this misunderstanding. I received word that this performer was not meant to pull his live action stunt here. It's obvious our staff has misinformed him of his duties, so we will pay for the damages done."
"Well…" One of the guards started.
White stepped authoritatively towards the guard despite being smaller in height. "May I remind you that there are other things to tend to? How are preparations for the fashion show later on near the battle subway? And the stage concert for the Go Rock Quad at the sports bowl?! And you're wasting time on a project I'm handling?!"
The security immediately let go of the mute before bowing and making their way towards their rounds.
Takezo, still perched on Anto's shoulder, watched the men leave. "And Lily complains about us males being strange…"
Anto nodded and bowed thankfully to White while the brunette simply laughed it off.
"You…"
The three turned to the Green haired man with Krokorok, Scrafty, Darmanitan, and Sigilyph.
"What else do you want N?" White almost glared as she reached for her Pokémon, but N raised a palm to her.
'His name is N? That sounds more like a nickname…' Anto briefly thought to himself.
"Excuse me, but I was talking to him—them." N explained, pointing to Anto and Takezo.
"Ahh. Anto, this is the trainer that helped you into the Pokémon Center." Takezo explained.
At that realization Anto bowed politely. "Really? Thank you for saving my life."
White's eyes widened. "A-Anto!? Did you just speak!?"
Anto looked nervous and rubbed the back of his head. "It's really complicated… but short story: I think I'm psychic." He said as he spoke to her without moving his mouth.
"You… you just heard him didn't you?" N exclaimed as he pointed to Takezo for Anto.
Anto nodded. "Yeah, don't remind me. Talking to Pokémon is insane! Especially what this guy has to say sometimes."
"Are you truly comparing me to the likes of Ohko and Zwelious?" Takezo raised his brow at his partner.
"Hey! I saw you eyeing several Couples suspiciously as we headed towards the Gym!" Anto didn't notice N tense at the word 'gym'. "You're still doing that weird thing where you expect people to randomly mate in public!"
"You have no proof of this."
"Your eyes are two-thirds of your head, which is one third of your entire body! It's easy to see where your irises are going!"
"That is but a theory with no proof. I could simply be looking at something and there just so happened to be human mates in the way…"
White seemed surprise that Anto… was seemingly understanding what his Patrat was telling him. It was almost like…
White turned to see N glaring at Anto.
Anto leered lightly. "Don't make me put you back in your Poké Ball…"
White tensed at that.
"You are one of them? I should have left you to rot…" N stated darkly, which snapped the two from their banter.
"Excuse me?" Anto asked as he turned to N
"Where did such hostility come from?" Takezo asked.
"You trainers are all the same. Even when that Pokémon saved your life, you capture him and enslave him to do your bidding—"
"BWAHAHAHA!"/"HAHHAAHAHA!"
N was stupefied. Whenever he would talk, almost anyone would listen to him, enemy or ally. But the moment he said 'enslaved', both the boy and the Patrat burst into boisterous laughter.
"Oh that was a good one. Enslave? Ha! If anything, these guys mistreat me!" Anto proclaimed, glaring with a smile towards Takezo.
"Surely you jest? Who is it that drags all those around him to the most unlikely of scenarios!?"
"And who recently just abandoned me in one of those unlikely scenarios!?"
"As I said, I was repositioning myself analytically."
"BS!" Anto cried out.
White almost chuckled despite not understanding what seemed to be banter between the two. In fact, the thing she was smiling about was the shocked look on the usually calm and expressionless, but cynical N. Who just was gawking at the younger boy in front of him, who just shrugged off his accusation with laughter. … That was so different from when Black openly challenged him.
N spoke out of his stupor. "Aren't you forcing your Pokémon to your own beliefs?"
Anto looked strangely at N. "I think you misunderstood something. First off, I actually don't know my own real beliefs. I have amnesia," N's eyes widened. "Second, I don't know what your deal is, but there's more to people than you think… and that goes even for Pokémon."
"What did you mean by that?" N asked quickly.
Anto shrugged his shoulders. "I dunno, I just felt like… you needed to hear that most of all. That there's more to the world than one person thinks, so you shouldn't try to force your ideas on people and Pokémon you never met before."
N was stunned at those words. It was basically saying that he knew nothing, and that ticked him off once more. But this time, it was much less, and this time he was more curious… right in front of him was not something that only defied his logic, as with his calculations as with the Trainer Black, but it seemed that this trainer completely disproved his ideals by existing.
"Battle me."
Anto tilted his head.
"There is something I must know, and sadly by putting my friends in danger, I must know. Fight me." N stated as the four Pokémon behind him seemingly got into battling positions.
White was about to move, until she saw Takezo jump off and point his blade bravely at all four of the higher tier Pokémon by himself. She then glanced at Anto, who now was wearing rather calm but determined look on his face. Anto then took out three balls, a Dusk Ball, Great Ball, and a normal Poké Ball.
A smile appeared on Anto's face. "Dude, it's just a battle. Smile."
White blinked as three lights broke free revealing three strange Pokémon just as unbelievable as Takezo, the sword wielding Patrat.
N was almost taken aback with the new strange Pokémon in front of him.
"Sen, mind if I ask you to a four versus four?" Anto pointed his voice towards the odd almost Charmeleon-shaped Pokémon to others.
"A fight that I can actually win?" His claws sparked with ghostly energy, "These punks are in for it…"
"Guys, please tell Sen to lighten up."
"I thought he was dead, so ain't he suppose to be dark?" Ohko asked confused.
"No, Ohko, you misunder—screw it. Look, someone to fight!"
Ohko's attention span was obviously short as his eyes immediately fell on the Darmanitan. "Tight yo! Bring it on you dang dirty Darmanitan!"
"Hey I'm not dirty!" N's Darmanitan proclaimed.
N, still dazed, shook his head and pointed to Sen. "W-What Pokémon is that?"
"… A great one." Anto smiled at Sen. Who now only felt pumped up for this fight. "You Ready!?" All four of his Pokémon prepared themselves. N's Pokémon did the same.
"Tear the Field Asunder!" Anto proclaimed in hype—only for Ohko to kick a nearby plotted plant and Sen slashing the concrete beneath him. "I meant fight them!" He corrected himself by pointing at N's Pokémon before muttering about never trying to find a catchphrase again.
"Oh." They all said before they all attacked Pokémon of their choice.
White backed off as the eight Pokémon clashed. However, people around gathered around to watch the unfolding Pokémon battle.
Among the watchers, a seventeen year old male with chestnut brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, a black T-shirt, and khaki shorts eyed the team composed of strange Pokémon, and the young trainer commanding them without any vocal commands.
"Master?"
The seventeen year old looked to his Lucario, her Aura allowing her to speak to him despite their language barrier.
"Something up, Lucario? And can you just call me Sebastian? You know that master thing still weirds me out."
"It's those five… their auras… they're so vibrant. Also, no, you allowed me to call however I wish and I choose to call you Master."
"Really?" The boy mused, choosing to ignore the second part of that second sentence. "What else can you sense?"
As the eight battled, Lucario pointed to them all. "I sense sorrow… in all Pokémon currently battling. However," She moved her palm towards N, "The ones on his side have been in pain, and are using their pain to fight against what was wronged against them…" She then raised her brow as she pointed to the other four, actively working in tandem with each other to avoid, protect, and attack the opposing team. "The other side has also been through great despair… however, they embrace their suffering and share both that and their joys with others… and they all shine brighter because of this."
Sebastian watched the Patrat with a blade dodge a Drain Punch from the Scrafty, only to spin and slash-strike the dark fighter right in the neck, following it up with a series of slashes that seemed to aim for pressure points. He had to admit, that Patrat was very strong or rather, very speedy and skillful even against a Pokémon that was not only fully evolved, but had a type advantage over the smaller Pokémon.
The sword user quickly jumped on the Scrafty's head and used a powerful Thunderbolt right on top of his opponent causing the fighting dark type to stagger and fall from a heavy blow from the Patrat's blade.
"I have never seen such excellent fighting form on a Patrat of all Pokémon…" Lucario commented before she and Sebastian turned to the rest of the fight.
The Darmanitan met with the one armed Sawk with a Flare Blitz, but the Sawk only smiled, point at him challengingly, and then retract his fist to meet with the charging fire type. An explosion cloud engulfed the area, but the blue Pokémon was seen flying past his trainer. The younger boy looked back in shock, but the Sawk flipped back right side up and slid on the ground. He looked horribly injured for trying to take on the blow, but he was grinning like a mad man. This made the boy sigh in relief.
As the smoke died down, everyone watching, even the green haired trainer, were absolutely surprised to see over several leaf clones of the Lilligant surrounding the Sigilyph. Also, as the smoke cleared, Sebastian saw that the Darmanitan was lying on its back gasping for breath.
But amazingly, Sebastian was focused on the leaf clones. "Lucario, where is the real one?"
"I-I don't know…"
He looked at her in surprise. "What? But you have Aura!"
"Her Magical Leaf attack uses life force… and she's amazingly using it to make constructs… I cannot detect the real one because all of her constructs are giving off life energy."
Sebastian whistled. He had to admit that was creative.
The Sigilyph used a Heat Wave attack to burn down all the clones, but as all clones turned to ash, none of them revealed where Lilligant was.
The pile of ash that was closest to Sigilyph suddenly burst and out came Takezo, dusty but empowering his blade with a dark type move and slashing it across Sigilyph's exposed back and sent it flying.
When Takezo landed back down, he was blindsided by a thrown odd looking skeleton Pokémon and both flew a good distance away, sliding on the ground.
It looked like the older boy's Pokémon were getting their second wind, as they all regrouped albeit slightly fatigued from the coordinated attacks of the younger boy's Pokémon.
The skeleton Pokémon, Patrat, and the one armed Sawk faced the four other Pokémon.
Sebastian noticed it immediately. "Hold up…" He couldn't say more as the three Pokémon launched themselves at the other four Pokémon.
Everyone watched with laser focus on the fight as the Sawk, with his one hand, scooped up the Patrat and threw him like a bullet towards the Sigilyph. The Patrat made contact by smashing both of his legs into the side of the flying Pokémon's face, but even then, his sword was glowing with dark energy and he quickly slashed the half psychic type before bouncing off him and letting it fly away then landing between the other three Pokémon.
Darmanitan quickly tried to use a flame thrower on the Pokémon, but was punched hard by the coming Sawk.
Scrafty, took that opportunity to launch a Drain Punch on Takezo's blind side. However, the skeleton Pokémon stood in front of him, and made the fighting type launch the fighting move on the opponent before him. However, much to the shock of everyone but the younger boy's team, the punch phased right through the black skeleton.
"It's a ghost type?" Sebastian and his Lucario turned over to who had just said that beside them…
A young boy that had brown short cropped hair with light green eyes. He looked to be around the same age and size of the young boy in the fight. He was wearing a light brown pair of cargo pants styled with a dark green loose long sleeved shirt. Over that, he wore a large dark brown vest with green accents that really seemed to tightly hug his body. He wore a pair of black hiking boots and had a black belt that has a small pack on it that obviously carried his stuff in. Lastly he wore a pair of thick brown gloves.
Sebastian nodded. "It obviously is. I've never even seen that Pokémon before and it looks so similar to a Charmeleon."
"That's so…" The boy coughed. "I mean, that's so strange."
Sebastian thought for a second that there was something off with this kid's voice, but thought against it as he continued to watch the fight.
Scrafty's hand was still phased through the ghost's body. Then a smile appeared on the skeleton's features before out of his body, Takezo phased through the Skeleton's body, and stabbed his blade right into the chin of the shocked dual type.
Krokorok launched himself at the ghost type, preparing a devastating Crunch towards the Pokémon. However, the ghost type saw this, smiled mischievously, and backed up. But the same time he jumped back, he phased through the Sawk, making him the target of the Crunch attack.
Krokorok paled as realized mid attack that this was going to hurt, especially when a rising Double Kick was used to close his jaw into another kick into his neck.
"Wow!" The young boy beside Sebastian cooed as everyone around started to cheer at the great battle. "Did you see how he used that ghost type!?" He said before calming himself down and pretending to look serious and uninterested. It briefly made Sebastian wonder if this was one of those too cool guys…
Sebastian smiled and looked to Lucario. "That was amazingly brilliant. Normal and fighting types always phase through a ghost type, but he's abusing that weakness as an advantage… man, and I thought Coordinators were creative…"
"I see that look. You want to battle him don't you?" His Lucario asked him
"After this? The kid may not be as powerful as some of the other's we've face, but heck, I think I'm going to have the most fun with him."
It looked like the offensive of the three had just ended because a psychic force captured all three of them, brought them into the air, and slammed them all into the ground. The fighting and normal type crashed hard into the ground, but the ghost simply phased through the concrete. When the ghost came back up, he saw the Sigilyph and the others surrounding the three of them. The psychic looked especially ticked and forced the other two hard and pinned into the ground. The ghost looked around as the other three Pokémon, despite being badly beaten, looked like they were about to enjoy ganging up on them.
And then they started beating down on the Pokémon. Patrat was smacked with a Drain Punch, Swak was whacked with a Fire Punch, and the Charmeleon look alike was a victim off a Crunch move.
"Is that it?" The young boy beside Sebastian asked.
Sebastain looked over to Lucario, who seemed to be focus on something outside of the battle.
Sebastain smiled. "Oh yeah. It's over."
Sigilyph was focusing on keeping the other two Pokémon down when he noticed a leaf fall slowly in front of him.
Then stop mid air.
"Huh?" The flying type blinked. Soon, more mysterious leaves started falling on top of him and he didn't even see a tree over him.
However, when all the other leaves froze mid air, surrounding him, he realized something he had completely forgot: the other team's fourth member!
All leaves suddenly surrounded and covered Sigilyph, forcing the Pokémon to break his hold on the other two. Before anything else could happen, he was sidelined by a large stream of leaves that knocked him towards his teammates… then smashed through all the other teammates as well.
The storm of leaves flew into the air, leaving the other four Pokémon battered and withered as they carried by the furious swarm of grass. The swarm flew back down and accumulated behind a positively glowing Lilligant.
"What?" The young boy asked in surprise. "That is a powerful Lilligant!"
"Not exactly…" Sebastian told him. "That Pokémon left the battle early to set up. Considering the way she's moving, even walking with grace, I think his Lilligant knows Quiver Dance, and she just set up a lot of those while her teammates were fighting."
As if proving a point, all the Lilligant did was snap her fingers… then instantly the typhoon of leaves surrounded the opposing four Pokémon—and froze around them. All leaves were sharpened and pointed almost touching all Pokémon's skins.
Everyone turned to the trainers where the younger boy pointed a smile towards his older opponent.
The older trainer seemed ticked but he raised his hand. "I surrender."
That was the cue for the Lilligant to drop all leaves and walk up to her injured team mates.
"Now that was a great battle, wasn't kid?" Sebastian commented to the boy.
"My name isn't kid. It's Jamie." He said rather strictly and almost coldly.
"Oh come on, where was that smile when you saw them battling?" Sebastian teased. "And my name's Sebastian, Sebastian Wong."
"That was amazing Anto!" White cried out in a cheer.
"T-thanks White." Anto blushed at the compliment.
"You should—"
"Shut it Takezo!" Anto screamed, already used to his friend's antics. Then he turned to N who looked at his Pokémon.
"This… this defies my previous calculations…" He thought to himself. "… Anto was it? I hope we meet again soon." He stated mysteriously before he and his Pokémon slowly limped their way out.
Anto went up to his Pokémon, before they all shared a glance and smiled.
"HEY! N!"
The older boy stopped and turned back at the amnesiac's determined amber eyes.
"Stop thinking so much! Being with Pokémon is supposed to be fun!"
N stared at Anto in an almost unreadable manner, before he continued walking with his Pokémon.
"Wow Anto, you really handled him." White said as Anto recalled everyone but Lily.
"Why? Is he bad?" Anto asked.
White blinked as she finally remembered something: Anto was talking to her. "Oh right… how the heck can you talk!? The last time I saw you, you couldn't utter a single word!"
"Uhh… it's difficult to explain… but it involves psychic Pokémon, so that's why I said I'm psychic basically."
"I still want to hear it…" White folded her arms.
"Can we not do it here? And… I don't exactly have a place for me and my friends to stay…" Anto nervously explained.
White sighed. "Alright, you can come with me."
Anto blinked.
"My mom reserved this huge suite for me, but it's really too lonely. You and your friends could probably squeeze in with me."
"R-Really!? B-but there's three others not including me! And they're not even counting our Pokémon!"
White dismissed it easily. "It's fine. My mom spoils me sometimes…" Then her gaze seemed less confident as she looked elsewhere. "Actually… there is one catch…"
"Oh anything if you're really being so generous! It's the least I could do!" Anto happily said, but Lily had this odd sneaking suspicion…
"Yeah… we kind of do need another stunt double… and our previous one quit because the stunts the directors planned were… not his style…?" She worded carefully.
"Sure! I'll be glad to help! A stunt double!? Does this mean I get to be on TV?!" Anto smiled happily. Maybe this was a chance to get some recognition and have people come to him to find answers for his memories.
He was also ignoring the other messages being said by White's mannerism, speech patterns, and physicality that Lily obviously picked up despite not understanding her without Flow or Espeon.
White laughed nervously. "S-Sorta? I mean yes!"
"I'll do it!"
Anto didn't notice Lily facepalming behind him and muttering how men were still idiots.
[Meanwhile.]
"Ey now! I just made contact with Subject five!"
"Really? Let me guess: that Patrat was more powerful than it seemed?"
"Aye… but it was more on the fact we were in a closed area an' he moved around quite well…"
"That was foolish to engage him there of all places. You should have been more patient otherwise we wouldn't have to resort to using this plan."
"Oh don't be too hard on him. He and his friends got me with my pants down. This just means we need the big guns…"
{Author Notes}
Whoo! Done! I hope you all enjoyed this! All these new characters have appeared! And This saga is going to take a while to introduce them all! They'll play some cool roll into the story and if you felt left out, don't be. I still technically am accepting OC's but they won't be worked in until I plan them in. I have a rough storyline of this entire thing planned out, but it's possible to meet new people!
I can't wait for the next chapter where the fun really begins with all these characters in one place! I'm going to have fun writing it!
Thanks for reading!
I'd like to thank the following for letting me borrow their OCs!
werewolf35
Dr. Kitten Von Fangtoven
azure blue espeon
May845
(MangoLimePie)
Thanks so much and if some of you still want to send an OC then it'll be alright, it's just that you are going to have to expect them to come some chapters in since I plan my story line a few chapters ahead.
The next chapter is where soo many characters get their say but not before we check on the main heroes and see how they're enjoying and kicking back! … Except Anto—we all know he just walked into something stupid.
Thanks for reading!