"it is time to wake up now."

...

"I'm serious, we have to get ready soon."

...

Alright. Fine. Just give me a minute to wake up.

"I've already let you sleep in for three minutes. You have two more to wake yourself up."

Thanks..

"Your welcome. Oh, by the way. Don't pull me with you when you fall out of bed, please."

Kay.

I lay in my messy bed for another minute or so. Just enjoying the company of my newfound friend. I only met her about a week ago actually..

It's hard to believe it's only been six days.. Well.. Not including today. So yeah! A week exactly! Cool!

"You think about the funniest stuff.."

What, it's cool!

"Alright, yes, it is ironic. However you need to get out of bed now."

Kay.

"And don't take me with you this time."

l0l, kay.

"Did you just think in numbers again..."

Mebbeh...

"*Sigh* You really need to stop that.."

Ha-HA! You just thought with asterisks!

"No, you imagined them... You know what, just get out of bed already."

Oh...

Sorry.. I..

ok.

"I'm not mad at you.. I'm just trying to stop your stalling... Now let's go!"

Oh, ok!

I rolled my shoulders, and let go of my new Honedge partner, Caliburnus. And she unwrapped her tassel from my arm, severing our soul link.

Now I know what your thinking, "But Honedge kill people that way!" It's not the case here. You see, Caliburnus claims to recognize my soul from her past life. And I'm pretty sure the feeling of completeness we both get whenever we soul link wouldn't be there if we weren't meant for each other. And even so, I'm not giving it up if we find out she mistook me for someone else. And I doubt she would either. But that won't happen, because she found me, and I don't think you could goof something like that.

Anyways, I slid out of my messy bed, my blankets stayed in much the same position, and onto my equally messy floor. Or, what would have been my floor, had it not been covered in blankets that I had kicked off in the middle of the night. I still have no idea how I manage to turn my blankets sideways while I'm sleeping... But that's beside the point.

I lay under my covers for a few seconds, feeling the hardwood floor through the blanket under my chest. Then put my arms underneath myself and pushed myself up to a sitting position. I then stretched my arms over my head, and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. I untangled myself from my blankets, stood up, sat back on my bed, reached for my socks on my nightstand, and put them on.

I then walked over to my dresser and changed into a new shirt, put on my belt, and walked back to my bed and picked up my Dusk Stone necklace, and mirrored sunglasses from my nightstand. I slipped on my necklace, and put my sunglasses on my head, But not over my eyes, because I was still inside, and the early morning sunlight is the best.

I sat on the edge of my bed, almost ready to go downstairs. I glanced behind myself. Floating behind me and to my right, was my new partner Caliburnus. A shiny Honedge who found me last week while I was exploring my back yard. It was a little odd at first. It took her a while to finally communicate with me. It didn't happen on the first day... But I'm getting ahead of myself.

I was training in the woods behind our house after school last week, when I met her. It's kinda funny, a sword with a gender. But it makes sense. She was a girl in her life, so she would associate herself as one. It's a way of thinking really. But I'm getting off track..

My mom didn't let me get a pokemon when I was ten, like a lot of other parents do. She wasn't alone in that aspect though. About half of the kids in my school didn't. However, they did when they turned fifteen. And there I was, the only kid my age who still didn't have a pokemon, everyone in my school has at least one pokemon. My mom told me a friend had to be earned. It's funny how I did absolutely nothing but train in my backyard. She found me. But still, I now understand why my mom did what she did.. or.. didn't do.

I now have an eternal friend who found me from beyond the grave. Not some random pokemon I got for my birthday. She found my unique soul after over fifteen years of searching. And now, we both get to go on an adventure.

I reached towards her, holding my hand out for her. And just for added emphasis, I spoke. "Lets go."

She reached out her tassel, wrapped it around my arm, and settled into my hand.

Immediately, I could feel her soul touch mine, and we welcomed each other. Soul contact is quite interesting. Because that's all it is, contact. We could feel each other's souls. But we were not in danger of losing ourselves in each other by way of soul merging. We were sill essentially separate, and that was actually a good thing.

Two heads are better than one.

"Come on, this isn't the time. Let's go!"

My point exactly. You always get my butt in gear.

The end of her tassel had been sitting on my shoulder. So, to get me moving she used it to flick me in the back of the head.

"Lets go! I can't stand the waiting!"

I stood up from my bed, walked out of my room, and descended a flight of stairs to the living room. From there I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl out of the cupboard, aiming to make myself some cereal.

I poured myself a bowl of Generic-O's and sat down on the living room couch to watch a little TV before my mom woke up.

And maybe I'll speed up the process.

"Hurry up and wait eh?"

This was your idea. But at least now I have food and entertainment.

"Yeah.. Hey, do you think she actually finished it last night?"

I believe she did. She wouldn't make us wait any more than we have to.

"I hope so. I can't stand this!"

Hey, I'm supposed to be the impatient one.

"Eat your cereal."

Meenie..

":p"

I looked down at the couch seat on my right. Having layed her down next to me. I turned to see her squinting her eye at me, the perpetual mouth on her sheath upturned a bit more than normal. Trying to make a face at me.

I chucked a bit, and grabbed the remote, since my hand was free. She still had her tassel around my upper arm. It snaked under my tee-shirt sleeve, and came out at the neck hole, wrapping around my neck like a majestic flowing red-with-blue-tip scarf. Did I mention she was a shiny?

Yeah, she's unique.

"C,mon let's watch some TV."

Can't argue with that logic.

I turned on the TV, and was greeted by the end of a commercial advertising an inflatable toaster.

"Call now! And get your Inflatable toaster today!"

I turned my head to the right, to look at Caliburnus. She was looking at me also. There were no thoughts exchanged or shared. Only utter amazement.

We were then snapped out of our stupidity induced trance by the next commercial's metric butt-ton of absurdity.

It started out as a group of middle-schoolers jumping on a trampoline in the back yard. Witch quickly turned to disaster as, what was presumably the mother of the household, started the washing machine. There was a close-up of automatic car-keys sticking out of a pants pocket Which I can only assume, short-circuited. And then the washing machine blew a hole in the wall out into the back yard. The trampoline flipped over and all the ten year olds were suddenly holding paintball guns, and crouching behind the flipped trampoline commando style.

"Whu.. What just?.."

I have no idea...

Then, once the kids had settled into position, the television in the living room exploded, and a bunch of cartoon'y robots were suddenly shot out of it, through the sliding glass door, and onto the lawn. The retarded looking CGI robots then transformed their arms into cannons, and started shooting water balloons at the kids. Who then retaliated by putting on dark sunglasses, striking semi-cool poses, and then proceeding to shoot them with paintballs.

We both just stared, entranced by the massive amounts of absurdity radiating from the television, as the view zoomed out from the paint-water-robo-war, and refocused on the mother from the beginning sitting at a table by the porch, watching the battle, with a bowl, and a box of cereal sitting on the table next to her that read "Swag-e-O's!".

That's when the advertiser's voice broke into the foreground of the audio. "Make sure to start your day off with a bowl of Swag-e-O's! So you can be ready for anything!" And then everything blurred into the background, aside from the cereal box. Leaving it floating in a bowl of milk. And the advertiser continued talking. "Swag-e-O's! The caffeinated, sugar-less breakfast cereal!

The floating box then faded back into a scene. But this time it was being picked up by a skydiver. Who then jumped out of the plane with it. He reached for the box lid, and it went slow-motion as he opened the lid, releasing an explosion of CGI enhanced cereal. Then the lady-at-the-end-who-doesn't-pause-between-words did her thing. "Swag-e-O's! Doesnotcontainactualswag. DonotconsumeSwag-e-O's! ifyouareundertheageoftwentyone, ifyouareovertheageofforty, or, ifyouwishtoliveovertheageofforty."

Evidently Caliburnus couldn't take the massive amounts of absurdity. Because she ripped the remote out of my paralyzed hand and turned the television off before another commercial could entrance us with it's evil advertising ploys.

"Well that was interesting." I couldn't help but speak out loud of my amazement.

That's one way to describe it...

We sat on the couch recuperating from the overdose of absurdity we had just experienced. I heard my mom walking down the hall, into the living room.

Uh-oh, did we wake her?

"Dunno, I'll have to ask."

That's what I meant.. No mouth, remember?

"Oh yeah! Sorry."

But of course, the time we spent having our mental conversation was enough to render it useless. Mom walked up to us holding an assembly of leather straps and buckles.

"Here honey, I know how much you want to get going, so I started finishing up the holster for you earlier this morning."

She then handed me the custom fitted holster that Caliburnus would wear on our trip.

"Wow, thanks mom!"

Yes, and thank you miss Raikune. It looks like it will fit comfortably.

"Callie says thanks too! And that it looks comfy."

"Well try It on then! I wouldn't want you to get miles into the wilderness, only to find out that it doesn't fit right!"

"Okay!"

So I leaned forward, still sitting on the couch, and started examining the various straps and buckles, looking for how to operate it.

Maybe.. Loosen that one?

"Ah, thanks."

No problem, now hurry up, I want to try it on!

"Okay, just loosen this.. and.. that one also."

I finally got the four different buckles on the harness loose. Caliburnus settled into the center of the harness, and I tightened the buckles back up.

"Heh, wow mom. Callie won't be slipping out of this thing any time soon.."

"Well, let's see if it fits you now."

"Alright."

I picked up Caliburnus and slipped the straps over my shoulders. It was almost like wearing a backpack. Aside from the fact that it was made out of heavy duty leather, and was used to carry a sheath for a sentient sword.

Then it hit me.

"Wait a second.."

"Yes honey? Does it need some adjustments?"

I shrugged and adjusted the shoulder straps to make sure it actually did fit properly. Because I had almost forgotten to look for defects out of excitement. "Well, I don't think it's that... It's just.. You know, backpack."

"Oh jeeze, I hadn't thought of that. Will the straps interfere too much?"

Wait, your worried about it fitting right?

"Well yeah. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable for you if the straps fit wrong?"

Well.. Yeah, I guess. I was kinda thinking you wouldn't want a backpack sitting on you though.

"Look, Rydel, I'm practically made of metal. My tassel is my most sensitive part. My sheath can mostly just feel heat and structural damage. If anything, the backpack will keep me nice and warm."

Oh... So. Not a problem then?

"Not a problem for me."

After that short mental exchange, I decided to let my mom know what we had decided, by good old fashioned sound waves.

"Wait, nevermind mom. Callie says she's fine with being sandwiched."

"Oh, ok then. How about you try on your backpack then?"

"Yeah sure. It's packed in my room. I'll go and get it."

So that's how it started. I was on an adventure. I walked west out of my hometown of Eterna city with a new purpose. No longer was I going to take a walk in the woods to smell the fresh forest air for a few hours. No, today I was beginning a journey across Sinnoh with the best friend I could ask for.

My day was a blur. I had packed my things the night before, but we spent most of the day saying our goodbyes. Mom almost cried. I almost did too. I told her I would try to get back within three weeks. I'm gonna try to see as much of Sinnoh as I can. I should try to go slow though. Maybe try to limit the distance I travel so that it will take me a year to see it all. I don't want to just up and leave my mom in a week. Maybe in a year's time I'll be experienced enough to travel to another region. I've always wanted to go to Johto...

But for now, I walk across the bridge on the outskirts of Eterna city. Headed for the deep peace of Eterna forest, with my newfound ghostly companion.

Hoobouy!~

Been awhile eh?

I umm.. Yeah. Life happened. N' stuff... Sorry.

If you pay attention, you might see my writing style change slightly while reading...

Yeeeeah... I did like.. A paragraph per month.. Q_Q

I hope it turned out ok.. Tell me what you think I guess.

Anyways! It will be awhile before I update again. I have a summer job. But I'll get more writing done, because I wont be distracted as much.

So, in short: I will work on getting the next 10 - 20 chapters done while I don't have internet to distract me.

Wish me luck! :D