Author's note: This chapter took a while because I've been on vocation. Still I hope you guys like it. Tell if anything isn't so good to you or doesn't make sense and I'll try to fix it. This chapter is half Jayne half Bhaven point of view but it's really about Bhaven. You'll get a bit of his life story.

Disclaimer: Owning the Pokemon Company would be fun and all…but regrettably that is fun that shall never be had by the likes of me.

"So, Hoenne?" She muttered tentatively. Bhaven nodded but didn't say anything else.

They were in a nice, dense forest, although Jayne had no idea where this forest was exactly located. She looked at her frail wrists, and the thin layers of pale skin covering them. So unlike Bhaven, who appeared strong and somewhat muscular. It wasn't that Jayne was particularly short, but more so that in comparison to Bhaven she was. She was 5'6 and yet Bhaven had to be at least six feet. She seemed so young compared to him.

She couldn't quite decide what to think of the boy. After all, what stranger offers you a free trip to Hoenne? Of course she hadn't suspected they'd be going there by foot. Hoenne was on a separate continent from Kanto and Johto, or at least she'd always assumed so because of its exoticness. The truth was she'd always zoned out during Geography, although she was pretty certain that they'd eventually have to cross the sea to reach Hoenne she followed Bhaven patiently.

The forest around her seemed incredibly old. The trees had long since been covered in a thick moss and the trunks seemed far more massive than anything she'd seen in Pallet town. Making matters worse there seemed to be some sort of overgrowth, likely due to the fact that trainers rarely would have journeyed this way. She knew they were somewhere up in the mountains, the ones that she'd once wondered about. The mountains at the top of Kanto's map had no landmarks whatsoever and led into a nearly empty region. From what she knew it was mostly filled with mountains running along its sides and forests through the middle. She also knew that if they veered their direction the right way they might end up in Johto.

She continually asked why they were going this way but Bhaven didn't answer. Eventually they could plausibly reach the ocean of the Orange League. However this didn't seem to be what Bhaven had in mind. He told her to trust him which she found difficult but knew she had to do since Bhaven had in fact saved her from being raped.

She rarely saw a pokemon, except for an occasional bird pokemon flying to high above to distinguish what it was. Much to her delight though, the forest was beginning to thin and Bhaven announced that they were approaching their destination.

When at last there were few enough trees that she could see ahead Jayne saw in annoyance a large mountain. "C'mon Bhaven, can't we take a rest? I'm not like you remember; I'm not used to all this hiking."

"Well, you'll have to be if you expect to be a good trainer. Unless of course, you have other plans in mind?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right…" she trailed off for a moment. "I've been wondering though, how do you expect to become a trainer? No offence but you're bound to cause some controversy."

"If I can persuade each minor league to allow me to compete then the Major Leagues wont be able to stop me."

"What do you mean, minor and major?"

"I forgot how little rookies know about this stuff, in fact most trainers don't know until they're strong to actually compete in a Major league." He paused and smiled sheepishly. "Johto, Kanto, and Hoenne are all considered Minor, that doesn't mean that popular and strong trainers don't compete in them, of course. There are probably about 30 or so minor leagues out there. You need to get in at least the top three of ten leagues before you'll qualify to compete in the Major leagues. There are three of those. If you get all eight badges for all of them you get to compete in the toughest league of all. You win that, you're considered the best known trainer."

"I've heard of that before, actually. I just didn't know it was called major and minor. I watched one with my mom a couple years ago. I remember some Mika chick winning and that my Mom was crying because she'd been following her wins and losses for years, she was her favorite trainer. I didn't get what the big deal was; I mean it wasn't like my Mom knew the girl or anything."

"People get really attached to the sports they watch, mind you. Particularly pokemon training. Who knows though, perhaps you'll be the next girl your Mom cries for?"

"More likely that you will, I don't seem to be much of a trainer."

"You've only had one battle and it was with me, a morph who's been secretly studying for years. And anyways, I'm not a girl."

She gave him a tiny smile at this and realized that while he'd been explaining things to her they'd reached the bottom of the mountain.

"Bhaven, I've been wondering…about you...about this morph business. I don't really understand anything. I don't want to be rude or anything but can you explain things to me maybe a bit more. Maybe then I can know the person I'm traveling with rather than be a stranger."

"I can't say you're the first one to ask me, Jayne, don't feel too weird about it."

"Okay."

"There are no known Mews alive out there, so my 'grandfather' found a solution. They were trying to create to most powerful morph to date. They didn't want to waste a living legendary pokemon just yet so instead they chose the instinct Mew. My grandfather was the man who found a Mew fossil, there was a big commotion about it at the time so the group who created me located this scientist and gave him a large sum of money for the fossil." He sighed. "I have no real parents of course, I don't know from who they received the human DNA from and I suppose it doesn't matter. I was made in the experimental Morph times, I'm not as perfect as the Morphs created even a year or so after me. I'm not as powerful as a real Mew either, because I was made from fossilized DNA. On the Brightside this means I won't be becoming any less human like. I think I fit in better with people…"

"I thought you were human when I first saw you, I mean you don't look incredibly pokemonish if that makes any sense, but you're definitely not entirely human either. Either way the fact that you can use pokemon in battles and talk English pretty much distinguishes you as a human in my book."

"Thanks…I just don't want to be considered a pokemon to be captured, but since you're gonna be traveling with me you might as well know the truth. The man who adopted me paid a lot of money to own me and will most definitely be searching for me, as well as him some people will consider me a rare pokemon to be captured and used in battle. I don't want to return to the life I once lived nor do I wanna be the pokemon. I'm human, sort of and my vulpix seems to agree with me being a trainer. I mean, that counts for something, right?"

"Of course it does."

"But Jayne, I might get us in danger sometimes, but I promise to protect you. I may not be as powerful as real mew be I'm still just as powerful as any Alakazam. I know I can defend us."

"I know, I've seen your powers before, remember… Bhaven though, something you've said doesn't make sense. You said you were created in the pokemorph experiment stages but as far as I know pokemorphs have been created since the time of Ash, and that was nearly 40 years ago. Besides, you also haven't said what organization created you."

"40 years ago pokemorphs were being created by countless organizations for profit or experimentation. But these either failed or ended up in Blaze Corp's clutches. They were making their own morphs too, of course, but wanted more. Those were dark times; the earlier Morphs were either tortured or if they were lucky killed because of some defect. Occasionally one was bought by a human and raised as a pet. At those times the experiments were fairly crude so they ended up with unequally amounts of pokemon DNA making them look more like pokemon with human shaped bodies than half-breeds. I guess because they were a great deal more pokemon than human they weren't treated with the high regard they are today. I shouldn't complain, really. Morphs created nowadays are expected to do great things…however those things don't seem to involve pokemon training."

Bhaven looked wistfully into the distance dreaming of an alternate universe free of Morphs. He would be born a human and would be just like Jayne. Perhaps they'd have grown up together in another life. His childhood had been friendless, no pokemon or human for his companionship. He'd gotten specialized tutors but they'd been interested in the money they'd get, not in him. He'd lived a rather cushy life though, one without the need to do chores or homework. But there was no fun in his life. Occasionally if he was lucky he'd get to swim, but that was once a week at the most.

He longed to have been created merely a year or two later and be a perfect morph, but note even this wish could be granted.

And now everything was new and exciting. He could fly, he realized. Well, it was more of a hover, but he was proud to merely be able to stay off the ground for ten seconds. And he had Jayne now, too. By some miracle he'd been gotten someone to talk to. It was amazing to unload his past on someone other than a strange houseguest or a tutor.

And he had something special to show Jayne, something most people weren't aware of. After he'd fled his house he'd ended up at the edge of this mountain region. To his benefit a truck was going into it to deliver supplies and food to a remote village. He'd hopped atop it and the driver never realized. But that wasn't the exciting part, it was more so what he found, also by a convenient accident.

People from the village had noticed him. Not having a television or bothering to listen to the radio or having a newspaper, the people didn't know what he was. They thought he was some sort of powerful trainer, like the ancients, although Bhaven himself didn't know what this referred to. He could only guess there was some sort of pokemon human hybrid phenomena in the distant past. However if that were so, he'd never heard of it.

A while had past since he'd lost himself in his train of thought. He had a rather one-track mind and could only think of one thing at a time. As the approached the top of the mountain he looked over to see what Jayne's face looked like. Her rounded eyes looked at the lovely basin of water that had long ago formed over the mountains top. It didn't rain much but when it did it certainly filled the large pond up.

"There's a whole bunch of pokemon here, although they're not used to people. Still, there are some pokemon here that come from Hoenne," Bhaven quickly explain. "I think people once tried to populate this region but couldn't handle its terrain. I guess a few pokemon were probably imported as well, however only the ones used to this terrain would have survived."

"This is amazing, but why bring me here?"

"Because you're my only friend and now we're the only ones who know of this place. Maybe a few villagers know about it but they don't come here much because it's so hard to get to. But they thought I was some sort of hero and told me how to get here," he smiled as he said this last part, perhaps because he liked the idea of being a hero rather than some rare commodity. "I think you need new pokemon, too. It doesn't seem like your Charmander is the type who enjoys fighting."

"What do you mean? My Charmander is a great pokemon."

"I'm not saying he isn't, but he enjoys your company not batteling, I can see that much. He should be your friend, but he's no fighter. You have to accept that."

"I guess, but I'm keeping him anyways."

"Of course you are, but still you need pokemon who enjoy fighting and you're bound to find at least one here. Besides…I like this place, it's a place of peace, don't you think?"

She nodded although she wondered if it were more of a safe refuge for Bhaven. It was beautiful though, she had to admit that much. And she was itching for a rare pokemon. She looked briefly around, there were certainly plenty of rocks and hill formations and miniature caves for pokemon to hide in. Not to mention the lake itself.

"I haven't seen many pokemon the way here, are you sure theres pokemon at all?"

"Of course I am. Anyways we only had to walk for a day, it'll be worth it."

"We would have ended up taking months if I hadn't forced you to take a taxi most of the way…" Jayne muttered. But there was a slight smile on her face. The sun gleamed down on them and they waited.

"I admit I don't really know how to get to Hoenne from here," Bhaven joked. "But I promise we'll get there somehow…" Jayne laughed at this knowing full well Bhaven had no idea how he'd fulfill his promise to bring her to Hoenne. But even if he could, she reasoned, the beauty of this untouched place did make up for it.

As they did it seemed that more and more pokemon came out. A curious ratata sniffed at Bhaven looking confused. It knew something was different about the duo, something that separated them from the pokemon. But it had never so much as seen a human before so it carefully slinked away. Most of the pokemon were those found in Kanto with the occasional one from Johto. Jayne was patiently waiting for a rare one, and then she saw an absol. Her heart beat fast in her ears. She knew she wanted that pokemon; she just had to have it.

Bhaven picked up on this fast enough and also sensed that the absol knew they were watching it. "Time to catch some pokemon," he said delightfully thinking of how his adopted father's face would look at such a sight.

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