Thank you guys so much for your patience with this one. I had an exam for calc 2 this week and school has to take priority to this, so I didn't have a chance to write till this weekend. Again, I appreciate your patience and support.
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So the question for the week actually starts with a bit of a story. If you have ever played any of the GameCube Pokémon spinoff games (Coliseum, G.O.D) you probably now that they are f****** awesome. I recently started and am close to finishing a play through of Pokémon XG Next Gen, an incredible rom hack of Pokémon XD Gale of Darkness. My question is, what is your favorite spinoff game in the franchise if you have played any of them? My personal favorite Is Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Sky. PM me if you have a response. Also I highly recommend checking out XG if you enjoyed XD on the GameCube. Just know that you will need a good pc to run the emulator and game smoothly.
Without further ado, I don't own Pokémon, enjoy the chapter
Nathan nearly fell out of his chair upon hearing her voice. Her voice was soft but at the same time sounded cold and stern. He could tell she was still wary of something but he wasn't sure what it was. After a minute or so, Nathan realized he was gawking at her. He collected himself and tried to think of what to say, but the splitting headache he had made all his thoughts cloudy and disconnected. It was hard for him to process that a Pokémon just spoke to him.
"So, did you just go totally brain dead on me or what?" the Pokémon asked.
Nathan looked up at her, still trying to grasp what just happened.
"Did… did you just speak?" Nathan asked, hesitant to ask how he could understand her.
"Umm… yeah," the Pokémon looked extremely confused. Suddenly, a look of realization formed on her face. "Wait, you can understand me?!"
Nathan winced as she yelled, putting his hands on his ears in the process. He was still sensitive to sound, and this Pokémon yelling was not helping his headache.
"Damn, not so loud please. In case you hadn't heard, I am currently concussed and screaming at the top of your lungs does not make it better."
She glared at him, clearly not taking to his sarcasm. Nevertheless she brought her voice down a few decibels.
"Well, that makes things a hell of a lot easier. I have some things I want to ask you." She said, an cold air layering her words.
Things she wanted to ask him? What could she possibly want to know about him? He wondered what the hell he had gotten himself into. Why this Pokémon broke into his house, gave him a concussion and now wanted to interrogate him. It sounded like something out of an over the top action movie. All that was missing was the countless number of explosions.
He tried, and failed, to collect his thoughts once more. There was no way he could answer anything in this state. But from the look on her face, something told him she wouldn't take no for an answer.
Nathan sighed. "Fine, I'll answer whatever you have to ask. But give me a few hours to try and collect myself. There is no way I can stay focused long enough to give you any clear answers. I need to let these pain meds kick in before anything else, then it might be easier.
The Pokémon grumbled and sighed at his response, obviously disappointed. However, she gave him a small nod before glaring daggers at him again.
"Alright. At 11:00 we will sit down and chat. If you want to go back to sleep feel free to use the bed or continue sleeping on the floor. Your choice, I don't really care which. I am gonna head downstairs, maybe make something to eat, though I'd be surprised if I could keep it down. If you want anything just come downstairs and… ask, I suppose." It was still mind boggling that he could understand what she was saying.
She gave him another nod before moving back over to her makeshift bed. She lay down, facing away from Nathan.
Nathan took one more look at the Pokémon. She had very much peeked his interest. For some reason, he could understand her now when he couldn't before. It was a strange sensation to be able to cross this language barrier and be able to communicate with a creature such as her in a way most humans only dreamed of. He wanted to know more about her.
For some reason, even after she had broken into his house and hurt him rather severely, he decided to show her a modicum of trust. He got up and went downstairs, hoping that he wouldn't come back and get forced back into the wall. He opened the door, took one more look at her, then walked out and closed the door.
Grace heard the door close behind the human. She already knew it would be damn near impossible for her to get anymore sleep after what just happened. How could he understand what she was saying? He is a human, there isn't any reason why he should have any clue what she was saying. Not to mention, even though others of her kind are able to speak to others telepathically, it required a close connection to who they wanted to speak with. That was a kind of connection she never had before. She had always been distant from almost everyone, even those of her own species. She had learned to be independent from others when she was a Ralts, and left her home outside Petalburg city as a Kirlia. When that awful human captured her, he forced her to fight over and over and over. She would be covered and wounds and if she lost, he would beat her mercilessly. All the fighting forced her to evolve before she was ready to. It was something she couldn't stop. It was something she had to do in order to survive, rather than experience it when she was ready to evolve. She hated humans because of that monster. So why is it that this human could understand her when she wasn't even close to him?
She pondered the events before she fell asleep. However the more she thought about it the more nothing notable came to mind. She sent him flying, he hit his head, and she patched him up. The only thing out of place was her nausea when she used her psychic powers to move him to the bed. Did that change something? Or was it just her exhaustion?
She shook her head and rubbed her temples. She was getting a headache from all this thinking. It all didn't make sense. She decided to lay in the bed. It was much more comfortable than the floor, even with the things the human had given her. Plus he did say she could use the bed, so no harm done.
She lay her head back, lowering it onto the soft pillow. It made her feel safe and secure. She was surprised to find that it became hard to keep her eyes open. As much as she fought to stay awake, to not slip away into another nightmare, she couldn't fight her exhaustion anymore, and was pulled back into the world of sleep.
December 16th, 7:40 am Age 2207, Nathans House
Whatever pain meds Joy gave him when she came by had really done the trick. While not completely gone, his headache was barely noticeable anymore. He was able to think and process what had happened earlier. He was able to speak with a Pokémon. It was incredible. He had heard of telepathic Pokémon, but it was rare even amongst psychic types. But of a Pokémon speaking English? It was unheard of.
Nathan couldn't help cracking a small smile. As a little kid he had always dreamed of being able to talk with Pokémon and now that dream was coming true. Though he also chuckled about the circumstances that made this come about. Yes he was able to talk to a Pokémon. But only after it broke in to his house and decided to say fuck you to physics and throw him against a wall. For all he knew, this could be one weird lucid dream, even if it felt so real.
Nathans thoughts were interrupted by the low growl of his stomach. He didn't realize how hungry he was. He didn't even get to eat the night before. The nausea had cleared up a bit, so he decided to make some eggs and toast. Something light for the morning.
Nathan opened his fridge and grabbed the remaining two eggs. He cracked them into a bowl and broke the yolks, the dense yellow liquid oozing from the center at a snails' pace. He beat the eggs until the whites and yolks turned into a dark yellow mixture. He then grabbed a pan, turned on the heat, buttered the surface and began to cook.
Grace woke to a savory scent wafting around the room. It was warm and tantalizing, her mouth beginning to water at the scent alone. Her stomach growled and she realized it had been almost a day since she last ate. With hungry eyes, grace eyed the door, contemplating whether she should make the descent to see what the mouth-watering smell was coming from. Her stomach decided for her. It growled again as she shot up out of the bed and crept out the room. The scent was coming from down the stairs. Slowly, she sneaked down the stairs, trying to make as little noise as possible.
She got to the bottom of the stairs and peeked her head around the corner. It was the human. He was doing something at the end of the room. He looked like he was cooking something. Although she couldn't tell what it was, the smell was divine. She had never been much of a cook herself, though it was something she would like to learn.
The human grabbed a plate and scooped a delicious looking omelette onto it. Her mouth began watering at the sight of It. Diced peppers and onions poked out from the yellow flesh, each piece slightly browned and evenly cooked. The trance that omlette put her under was broken when her stomach growled. The human looked up from the plate to see her standing at the bottom of the stairs.
The human` looked at Grace as her cheeks turned a deep crimson. She was embarrassed that she had been caught spying on him, cursing herself for not eating the night before.
"Uh… Hey," he started. "Are you hungry?" He reached out across the table with the plate in his hand.
She took a step back, still wary of him and his motives.
"It's just an omelette." he stated. "I'd recommend you eat it before it gets cold. I'll even turn around so you won't be embarrassed as you eat."
She was surprised at his stern tone. He was adamant about her eating this stuff. Slowly, she walked over to the table. She swiftly grabbed the plate from his hands and was just about to start eating when he held a fork up to her. She took the fork and cut a small piece of the omelette, piercing it with the pointed end and bringing it to her mouth.
She bit down on the eggs and her eyes widened, in awe at what she had just eaten. It was very soft and light, not having much of a taste on its own. But then, a savory flavor exploded in her mouth, dancing across her taste buds like an elegant dance. The sweetness of the peppers and onions melded together, a perfect combination.
She heard a snicker and looked up at the human. He was covering his mouth, presumably at her. She glared at the human, holding back the urge to attack him outright.
"Sorry," He said through chuckles, "I have just never seen someone eat an omelette so eagerly."
She held her angry stare. "Well excuse me for never having tasted human food. Doesn't help that I haven't eaten for a full day."
"Look I'm sorry. I couldn't control myself. I just hope you liked them."
She continued to glare at him. He washed the plate she had been using. She felt something she didn't expect. He was happy. He was happy that she ate his food. But wasn't he hungry? He obviously made them for himself, and yet he was happy that she had them instead. He was so unbelievably strange.
"Why did you let me have those?"
Nathan looked over his shoulder, flashing her a small smile in the process. "Well because you were hungry, genius." He gave her a small grin and turned back to the dish.
She looked down at the table. Why was he still putting her needs over his own? It perplexed her. She got up from her seat and proceeded to the stairs. She stopped when she heard something break. Grace walked back down to the first floor. She looked to where the sound came from, seeing the plate Nathan was washing had shattered on the floor. He was clutching his head, his face scrunched up in pain.
For some reason, she felt concerned. She shook her head, the feeling leaving as quickly as it came. She walked back upstairs and went into the room she had been staying in. There was still a few hours before they were supposed to talk so she decided to get some more sleep.
Grace climbed onto the bed and lay her head back down on the pillow. She took a small breath, closed her eyes and fell into the world of dreams.
Nathan sat on the chair nearest him. His head was pounding. It felt like he got hit by a truck. He stared at the hand that was holding the plate. It was still shaking but he was regaining feeling in it. It His hand had gone numb at the same time his head began to hurt. He was taking heavy, ragged breaths. He had no idea what caused the sudden episode. Just that it was over as quickly as it started. The most logical thought was that it was because of his concussion. But the symptom wasn't consistent with the symptoms of a concussion.
This wasn't something he could shake off. It was too concerning to just ignore. He decided to call Joy, see if she would have any idea what just happened.
He picked up his phone and dialed one of the few numbers saved. It rang for a few moments, the line was picked up and Nathan heard a rather sarcastic sounding girl on the other end.
"Oh you miss me already Nathan? It has only been a few hours and yet I am already hearing from you."
Nathan didn't bother to fight back. "Listen Joy, I have an issue. First off, are you sure that you only saw some minor damage in the MRI?"
Joy was taken aback by his stern response. She had expected him to at least be a bit of a smartass. "Yeah, I'm sure. Just minor bruising to your parietal. Why, did something happen?"
"Yeah, even with the pain meds my head is splitting, and I lost feeling in my left hand for a few seconds.
Joy was shocked. Had she missed something? She was positive she had checked everything thoughroly. There was just some minor some bruising. "I'm positive there was nothing else. Besides that, what happened is more consistent with the after effects of a stroke, not a concussion. Are you alright now, Nathan?"
"What are you worried about me Joy? I'm touched." Nathan chuckled lightly.
Joy sighed. "Yup you're fine now, asshole."
Nathan sighed. She was genuinely worried about him, and he was grateful for her friendship.
"Thanks for all your help Joy. I'm glad you're worried about me. It means a lot."
"Don't go getting all sappy on me man," Joy said, giggling. "Just let me know if something else happens. Please. I am worried about you."
"I will, I promise. Take care Joy." Nathan ended the call and put his phone back down. He tried knew it wouldn't be a smart idea to take much more of the pain meds right now, but he needed to be focused during his talk with Grace. He popped one more in his mouth, downing it with some water. The shaking of his hand stopped, but he wasn't sure for how long that would be the case.
He looked up at the clock on his wall. It was almost nine, two hours until his talk with the strange Pokémon.
He decided he would take a walk, but remain close to his house, just in case something were to happen. Nathan got up and grabbed his jacket, pulling it on as he walked out the door.
December 16th, 11:00 am Age 2207, Nathans House
Grace slowly fluttered her eyes open, wiping the sleep from her face. Her sleep hadn't been very restful, but wasn't full of nightmares like it usually was. She stretched and yawned, feeling just as tired as she was before she fell asleep. She heard a door open downstairs and decided to go see what it was.
She got downstairs as Nathan was taking off his coat, hanging it on the small coat rack next to it. He looked up and saw her, looking at her with a quite flat aphect.
"So, how was your nap? Are you ready to talk?" Nathan asked.
She nodded, noting the lack of the warmth he had in his voice earlier. Clearly something besides her was on his mind. She decided not to pry into anything that didn't directly concern her. She just wanted to get her answers and leave.
They sat down at the table. There was a small bit of tension in the air as they stared each other down, waiting to see who would talk first.
Nathan decided to break the silence. "So, how do we want to do this? I know you have questions you want answered. I have some as well but I think we should set some ground rules. If you don't want to answer something, you don't have to. If you get uncomfortable we can stop. I will do my best to answer whatever questions you have."
Grace gave him a small nod. While the tension had lifted a bit, but it still lingered. The two were still uncomfortable, worried about what sort of questions the other would ask.
Once again, Nathan decided to attempt to ease the tension. "Forgive me if this sounds, I don't know, racist. But what are you. I have never seen a Pokémon like you in Unova. Your species isn't native to our region. I'm sorry I couldn't deliver that without sounding awful."
Grace exhaled slightly, glad she wasn't the one to ask the first question. To be honest, she was still wary of the human. As much as she wanted to get answers, she still felt the need to be cautious. He looked him in the eyes and answered. "I'm a Gardevoir. And, yes, I am not from this part of the world. I came from another part of the world that you humans call Hoenn."
Nathan had met her gaze, enchanted by the big beautiful ruby like eyes that adorned her face. After realizing he was staring, Nathan blinked and looked away momentarily. "Well you certainly came a long way. How exactly did you get here?"
"I took a ship. I wasn't sure where it would take me but as long as it took me away from…" Grace stopped dead in her tracks. Memories started flooding back. She had to hold back tears with all her might.
"Away from what?" Nathan was now curious. She didn't leave Hoenn on accident. It was a deliberate action. Was she escaping something or someone? Nathan looked back at her. He was surprised to see the Pokémon trying to hide her anxiety. Whatever this thing she was getting away from was something she clearly didn't want to remember.
"Look, you don't have to answer that. I can tell you're uncomfortable. I don't want to make you feel like you're forced to answer something."
Grace looked at him, surprised at his chivalry. She felt his concern once again, worried that he had made her afraid to answer anything. Even though she had felt it multiple times at this point, the feeling was still shocking. She wasn't used to a human showing her genuine concern. She gave him a weak nod and decided it was her turn to ask a question.
"Why did you save me back in the cave? You don't know me, I'm just some random Pokémon who teleported near you. I attacked you for god's sake. You could have left me to bleed and die in that cave, but you didn't. Why did you save my life?"
Nathan was taken a back at the question. He had thought that anybody else in his position would have done the same thing. He was silent for a few moments, rolling the question over in his head. He decided to give her the only answer he could think of. "I am not one to leave someone I can help. I am trained in medicine and you were bleeding rather heavily. I couldn't just let you die."
Grace was just as confused as before. He just did it because he could? Is that what he was saying? Was it instinct? Or did he think he would get something out of this? No that wasn't it. From what she could gleam from his emotions it was clear he had pure intentions. He wasn't trying to deceive her.
"Why didn't you let me leave when I wanted to? I haven't exactly been kind to you. I've hurt you multiple times. I've eaten your food, I broke into your home. Why are you still being so kind to me? I don't understand."
Nathan was once again shocked. It was almost like she didn't want him to be nice to her. Yes she had hurt him, but it wasn't out of malice. It was fear. Yes she broke in to his house, but he wasn't exactly rolling out the welcome mat to, well, anybody.
"It's just who I am. It's not in my nature to treat someone or something as my lesser. Although I despise what humanity has become and what we have done, I wouldn't be able to bring myself to intentionally bring harm to someone. I think of every living thing as my equal. Humans don't have the write to choose what another being does with its life. We don't have the right to enslave things to our will. Everything on this planet has just as much a right to life as we do. I suppose that's why I decided not to become a trainer. I didn't like the idea of forcing a Pokémon to fight or follow my orders. It's not right."
Grace was stunned. It was absolutely mind blowing to see that this human was so similar to her.
He even decided to not become a trainer because of how humans have used Pokémon. He shared her views on how humans had made Pokémon into tools for battle.
Nathan was starting to get a bit uncomfortable from her staring. It was obvious he had surprised her with his answer but he didn't know why.
"The way I see it, Pokémon should be treated as our partners. Our friends. You are all living beings and you deserve the right to live your lives the way you want to. We humans don't have the right to take you away from your homes, your friends and family. To force you to fight for our entertainment. You should have the option to join us. To fight if you want to. It shouldn't be up to us."
Grace had been left speechless. She was right to think he was different. She was glad she had been wrong about him. He may be weird as all hell to her, but she started feeling like she found someone she could trust in this strange alien land. She looked at him in silence, trying to decide what she would do next.
Nathan returned her gaze. She was certainly the most interesting Pokémon he had ever met. Her responses and actions told him that whatever she had been through, it was caused by human selfishness and malice. It made him sick just thinking about it.
Grace, satisfied that she had gotten her answer, decided to end the interrogation.
"You have given me the answers I wanted to know. I don't have any more questions to ask."
Nathan nodded at her. While he still wanted to know much more about her, he decided to respect her privacy and her wishes. Though, there was one thing he had to know.
"What are you going to do now?" He asked.
It was a question Grace hadn't expected to hear. If she was honest, she had no idea what she would do now. She hadn't thought of what she would do after she got her answer. She didn't know this region, she didn't know where was safe and where wasn't. For all she knew, her corpse might be found at the bottom of that cave in a week.
"Well, you're free to stay here or leave. I know this region is new to you, it might be dangerous for you to go out on your own. But at the same time, I feel like you're capable of handling yourself. I've felt first hand just how strong you are." He pointed to his head and let out a slight chuckle. "Like I said, I won't force you to do anything. It's your life, you have the right to make your own choices."
Grace looked up, startled by the sudden offer. He would let her stay? In his house? After all she did to him. Yet at the same time, she felt how he had put that aside. His words were full of warmth and kindness. They felt genuine and comforting. She was going back and forth on the thought for a while now, but this sealed it. He was definitely someone she could trust, even if only just a little bit. The thought of that made her eyes start to water. She hadn't had someone she knew she could trust for the longest time, and now she did. It was and incredible feeling.
Nathan saw that she was about to cry. He didn't mean to make her upset. He was just giving her the choice. "Woah whoa whoa, why are you crying? Did I say something stupid? Fuck was it about how I said you hurt me? I'm sorry-"he was cut off by Grace starting to giggle.
She started laughing harder and harder until it was a full blown belly laugh. Nathan was beyond confused at this point. He was about to ask why she was laughing when she began to speak.
"I really don't get you man. I have known you for maybe a day at best and you're offering a place to live. I mean who does that." She continued to laugh, harder than she ever had before.
Nathan was getting annoyed, not taking to the teasing. "Well I could just throw you out onto the streets you know."
"Yeah but you wouldn't do that, you just said so. Also, you didn't let me finish." Grace couldn't believe what she was about to say. Never in a million years did she think she would say this to a human. "It's very sweet of you to offer me that, and I might be crazy, but I think I am going to take you up on that offer. It doesn't matter how strong I am. I don't know this land. I would be dead in a week. I would be an idiot not to take you up on your offer."
Nathan tried to hide his grin. He was secretly hoping she would stay. The only person he really stayed in contact with was Joy and as much as he valued her friendship, he was rather lonely.
"But," Grace added, "That doesn't automatically make us friends. Trust me when I say, I am thankful for your offer. But I am still not sure if I can fully trust you. It would take some time and I don't know how long I'll be staying. I think you are very kind but it takes more than kindness to make me like a person. If anything, I really hate just about anyone around me, even most Pokémon. So don't be surprised if I don't act super chummy to you."
"I didn't expect you to if I'm honest. Either way, if you're staying then I'll show you around the house. When I'm able I can start showing you around town if you'd like. I'm sure you don't really want to be cooped up in here all the damn time." Grace nodded, standing up to follow him around the house.
He showed her everything she would need. There was a spare bedroom down the hall from his. In between the two rooms was the bathroom. It was small, housing a cramped looking shower, porcelain toilet and a sink.
They went back downstairs to the kitchen. He showed her where he kept the plates, pans a d everything else she would need. He even gave her a shelf near the top of the pantry incase ahe wanted to get her own stuff. Behind it was the living room. When grace pointed to the big black screen hanging on the wall, Nathan told her it was called a TV. He explained what it was for and how to make it work. By the time they finished, Grace was drained. It was all a lot to take in. For years she had despised humans and their treatment of her kind. But now she was going to be living with one. The two returned to the spare bedroom, Grace walking over and sitting on the bed. It was soft but at the same time had a solid firmness to it, conforming to her shape and caressing her body. She then remembered something important.
"Oh, if you ever try to put me in one of those balls, I will not hesitate to snap your neck right then and there."
Nathan held up his hands in defense, a little scared of the threat she added at the end.
"I told you, I'm not a trainer. I only have one pokeball but it's locked away. It was something that I received…" Nathan paused, memories of his mother returning to him. "As a gift. From someone important to me. I don't plan to use it, ever."
Grace nodded, taking him at his word. He hadn't lied to her so far. So she would at least give him the benefit of the doubt.
Nathan turned and headed towards the door.
"Hey, Nathan," Grace mumbled.
Nathan stopped. It was the first time she had used his name, rather than calling him human or you.
He turned to her, matching her gaze one to one.
"Thank you for allowing me to stay here. Just like the cave you didn't have to do that. So thanks."
Nathan gave her a small smile, flashing her a thumbs up as he walked out the room and closed the door.
December 16th, 7:37pm age 2207, Castelia city, alleyway.
The alley was swallowed in by the night. It was dark, almost impossible to see where you were going. Every 25 feet or so was lit by a weak light, the bulb on the verge of dying out. The cold winter air rushed down the pathway, brushing over the two figures standing in the middle of the alley. They were talking with someone.
"So lady, you tell us what we want to know, we may spare both your lives. Sound good? Good. Let's get started."The man held the dagger to her throat, lightly poking her skin with the tip of the blade. It was ice cold to the touch, her skin forming goosebumps underneath it.
"Yes I'll tell you anything please just let my son go. He's just a boy, please I'm begging you." The woman wimpered, tears streaming down her face.
The second man had her son hostage, covering his mouth with one hand, holding a dagger, not unlike what her captor had, to his throat. His eyes were red as a tomato, his tears pouring down his face, fear wracking his body.
A wicked smile appeared on the man's face. His eyes narrowed, glaring daggers at the woman. "Good, good. Now rumor has it you two caught a glimpse of an incredibly rare Pokémon. One that isn't native to our fair nation. Now tell me, where did you see it and where did it go?"
She hesitated for a moment. She couldn't tell him that her son was actually the one that saw it.
"I-I was near the main sewer entrance. I only saw it f-for a few seconds. It may have gone inside." She stammered.
"Good girl. What did it look like?" He sounded a little annoyed, bothered by not hearing the answer he wanted.
"I d-didn't get a good look but it had green hair and white skin f-f-from what I could tell. Now please let us go." The woman began sobbing, terrified for her life and her sons.
"Alright lass, you can go." The man smiled, "Careful out there. You might run into a bad crowd."
He let go of the woman and removed the knife from her neck. She grabbed her son and began sprinting down the alley.
"Oh and one more thing lass." The man said as he reached into his trench coat.
"Well that was less helpful than I had hoped." The first man said to his partner.
"Well we learned a few things. Lord Ghetsis will be pleased with-" The man was cut off by a punch to the back off the head.
"Call him Lord Dia you twat. You know he'll skin you alive if he hears you utter that name."
"Was it really necessary to smack me over the head?" The second man said, his hand over the fresh bruise forming on his dome.
"No. But it was fun. So I did it."
"Whatever. Lets just move on, we have shit to do and not much time before we have to report to Mordecai."
"Right right I know. We'll begin the search of the sewers tomorrow. Whatever this thing is, Lord Dia was beyond ecstatic about it. If we don't find it or its corpse withing a week or so lets move on to Nimbasa then to Driftveil. We find it, we take it. It fights back, we kill it. Simple as that. Got it bucko?"
The second man nodded and the two began to make their way out of the alley, avoiding the fresh pool of blood steaming at their feet.
