Notes:

""- normal speech

''- thoughts

Bold- pokespeech

Bold Italics- telepathy

Chapter 1

It was a normal day in Azalea Town of the Johto Region. Pidgey flocks were flying overhead, humans and Pokemon were playing in the streets, and the world was at peace. But unknown to the people who live here, in the trees of Ilex forest lies a powerful presence: Celebi, the time traveling Pokemon. Celebi was flying through the forest, relaxing and letting the warm sun rays hit her body. Her relaxation was cut short when she heard something. Someone nearby was screaming. She flew over to the sound and saw a woman was being attacked by a group-no, a swarm-of Beedrill.

Knowing that these particular Beedrill were territorial, Celebi decided to attack. Several Beedrill were hit with powerful attacks such as Psychic and Leaf Storm. They didn't take much damage, but they all flew back into the nearby forest. Celebi turned her attention to the woman. She looked to be in her late 20s to mid 30s, and was dressed in a lab coat with what looked like safari gear underneath. The woman was barely breathing, and in her hands was a bundle. The woman gasped, knowing that Celebi was a very rare pokemon. The woman had always heard stories about Celebi, but thought it was just a story, a legend. The bundle in her arms began to make a small noise, and the woman decided this was the end for her.

"You're Celebi right?" The Time Travel Pokemon nodded her head, noticing the bundle began to move. "I don't think that my wounds can be healed in time, and I have no one else to take care of my son." She slightly moved the bundle to reveal a human baby boy. The baby had its eyes opened slightly, and surprisingly the baby's eyes were a shocking blue color, like ice. The woman got the attention of Celebi again and asked, "Can you please take care of him for me? My husband died earlier from those Beedrill and I have no other relatives who could take care of Jason."

'So that is the human boy's name,' Celebi thought in her head. She then realised what she was saying, and telepathically said, You want me to take care of him? The woman did not react to her speaking telepathically, but instead nodded her head. She weakly lifted the bundle up, and Celebi took hold of the baby with Psychic. Don't worry ma'am, your son is in safe hands. I swear from this day forth, that no harm will happen to this boy, Celebi said with a reassuring tone. The woman smiled, knowing that her child would be safe.

The woman then said, "Please, do whatever you need to keep my son...your son, safe." Celebi was surprised that the woman said this. Before she could say anything else, the woman's eyes closed, and she breathed her last breath. The baby began to cry, as if it knew its mother had passed away. Celebi used her psychic abilities to move the woman's body into a tree covered area, and buried her. In repsect, she psychically smashed a rock and engraved the words, "Janet Roseanne Gilman, loving mother, wife, and friend", and placed it above the burial spot. She took the baby from its psychic hold and looked down at the young boy.

Don't worry, young one, she psychically said. I will properly love and take care of you. The baby's face went from sad to happy, as if he had understood every word. Then, Celebi turned back to the forest and flew to her own sanctuary.

Over the year's, Celebi had kept her promise. The death of Janet Gilman and her husband was all over the news, but not as much as the disappearance of their only child Jason. Many people claimed to have seen a young boy near the shrine in Ilex Forest, but most disregarded this as false claims. (The following paragraphs show at least one scene from some of the years in Jason's life, Celebi's Point of View).

Age 1: Jason was now able to walk, well at least before he fell down on his bottom after a few steps. Sometimes, he would cry, but I was always there to comfort him.

Hush now, my child, I would say. Memma's here, memma's here. Memma was a term used by Pokemon as a way to describe a "parent" as humans would call them. Jason would eventually calm down, and I set him back down. Jason, soon after, would run off, only to fall on his rear end again. He was a handful, but it was worth it. During most of his time, he would interact with some of the forest pokemon, such as Caterpie, Weedle, and others.

Age 3: Jason had spoken his first word, "Memma". I was really happy, and I did some twirls in the air. This made Jason laugh with excitement. Jason got up and held on to my legs, which accidentally caused me to panic. I sent out a weak wave of psychic energy, knocking down poor Jason. He looked up at me with Growlithe eyes, clearly saying, "What did I do wrong?" Before he could begin to cry, I hugged him, hoping to calm him down. Jason began to hug me back, and said to me, "I sowwy Memma", his first sentence.

Don't worry my child, I telepathed. You just caught me off gaurd that's all. He released me from his grasp and I smiled at him. Just be careful next time, okay? He nodded his head with a small smile, and I began to hug him again.

Age 7: Since that event four years ago, Jason had taken an interest in martial arts. One day, while he was outside practicing, I went up to him and asked, Jason, what are you doing?

He stopped and looked over at me. He returned to a normal standing position and said, "Well, you know how you're called the protector of the forest?" I nodded my head, and he continued, "Well, I've decided that when I'm old enough, I want to be just like you, a protector."

I couldn't help but smile and said, Well, I don't think you'll do very good with that stance you had.

His face became confused and he asked, "What's wrong with my stance?" I created an aura forme (basically, a human body made of aura) and knocked him off of his feet.

I looked down and said, That's what's wrong with your stance. I held out my hand and pulled him up. I positioned myself into a basic stance (for an idea, it is the starting stance used in tae-kwon-do, also called the "horseback stance") and said, Here, try to copy this stance.

As he tried to copy it, I continued, This stance allows for a more defensive position. By spreading your feet, you can anticipate which leg your opponent will try to attack. It also allows you to perform powerful kicks and punches with ease. For about three hours, I showed him basic moves, while also teaching him about using them only for defense, how to see and read aura, and gave him the ability to talk to pokemon freely. After we finished, it was already dark.

He yawned and said, "I'm getting tired from all this training, I'm going to go to sleep." I told him not to sleep in and he replied with a sleepy grunt. I decided to make one last patrol before going to sleep.

As I flew through the forest, I thought to myself, 'Soon, Jason. Soon you will become my child. And I will not be alone anymore.' It was a bit silly, two different Celebi living in the same time. Any Celebi that I had known were either future or past selves of myself. It would be nice to have someone other than myself around.

Age 9: Jason was currently outside, playing a game with some of the Pokemon. I watched them from outside, making sure he was safe. Jason was running around trying to tag some of the pokemon that lived around here. Pineco, Hoothoot, even some Catrepie and Weedle. I had to keep an eye on the Weedle espescially. It wasn't that I didn't trust the Bug-type pokemon, but it was because Jason might accidentally prick his finger on the poisonous needle on their heads. It was a slim chance, but nevertheless, I kept watch.

Jason had just tagged one of the Weedle, and begon to run away from the Pokemon. The tagged Weedle then tagged its brother. Then, my worst fear had come true. The tagged Weedle, being slower than his older brother, used what appeared to be Headbutt (I am not sure if Weedle can actually learn Headbutt, but it was the only way I could fit this into the story), and hit Jason! I teleported outside to Jason's side. He was hit in the arm, thank Arceus, but he was hit pretty bad. The Weedle was apologising constantly, but my focus was on Jason's wound. It wasn't badly poisoned, but he still had some in his body. I focused on the poison in his body, and forced it back out of his wound. It was a bit sickening to watch the poison leave his body, but he was getting better as more poison exited his body. He opened his eyes and checked his wound.

He turned to the younger Weedle, who was still apologising, and then said, "Its alright Weedle, my arm's all better, see." He showed his arm, which had a small hole in the lower part of his forearm.

I'm really sorry. Its just that I'm not as fast as any of you, and I thought I would've hit you with my nose and not my horn.

Jason just smiled and said, "Don't worry, soon you'll be just as fast as him," All of the pokemon gasped, except me me. I guess he never actually told the others that he could understand them.

I smiled at my child. 'Soon, Jason. Soon, you will truly be my child.' After Jason talked with all of his pokemon friends, they had wanted to tell Jason many things for so long, they resumed their game, and I teleported back into the house.