Chapter 1

Silver stepped out of his house and smelled the fresh air. It smelled like any other normal day. "Another normal day…" Silver thought. He walked down the street and saw the Torkoal Mr. Smokey's, shop. "Good morning, Silver," said Mr. Smokey, "Want to buy an apple or two?"

"No thanks," replied Silver. "But I would like a baguette."

"Okay." Mr. Smokey said. "Rachel, can you get the baguette out of the stove?" Mr. Smokey shouted.

"Okay, Grandpa!" A little Buneary said from behind the counter.

"I can see Rachel is okay." Silver said as the Buneary got a delicious looking piece of bread from the stove.

"Yes, she's grown since I found her on my doorstep years ago..." Mr. Smokey said.

"Here's the bread you ordered." Rachel put it on the counter.

"Okay, that would be 30 Poke please." Mr. Smokey said. Silver reached for his wallet and paid the money to Mr. Smokey. "Thank you. Have a nice day Silver." Mr. Smokey said.

"You too sir," Silver placed the baguette in his bag and left the shop. He walked down the street. "It's so peaceful and quiet today." Silver thought.

"HELP!!" A scream pierced the silence of the village.

"So much for quiet..." He turned to the direction of the scream.

"Give me your lunch," said the Hitmontop.

"Just leave me alone!" The Squirtle yelled.

"Why don't you listen to her and leave her alone?!" Silver exclaimed, jumping between the two.

"Ow, a wise guy eh?" The Hitmontop smirked. "You know what I do to wise guys?"
Silver shrugged. "I wouldn't know."

"Did I just hear a challenge to a battle?" The Hitmontop said, going into fighting position.

"Uh... Bring it on!" Silver and the Hitmontop launched into attack.

"Mega kick!" Said the Hitmontop. Silver jumped up before the attack landed on him and pushed the Hitmontop's forehead, making him lose his balance.

"Perfect!" Silver said. "Ember!"

"Augh!" The Hitmontop winced.

"Skull bash!" Silver's head collided with his opponent's body.Whack! The Hitmontop flew into the air and vanished.

"Thank you for helping me." The Squirtle smiled.

"Aw, it was nothing" said Silver.

"So what's your name?"

"My name is Lynia but everybody calls me Lyn"

"Nice to meet you, Lyn. I'm Silver."

"So Silver, Do you go to school?" Asked Lyn.

"School..." Silver muttered. His eyes went wide. "Augh!" "I'm going to be late for school and I even don't know my way!"

"You go to school here, right?" Lyn blinked.

"Yes," said Silver.

"Good! I go to that school too!"

"Really? So you know the way?" Silver asked. Lyn nodded. "Can you please quickly show me the way?"

"I'd be glad to," said Lyn.

"Okay, let's get going." said Silver.

Silver and Lyn walked into the classroom.

"You're late." The Grovyle sitting behind the desk said.

"Ow... Sorry sir." Lyn apologized.

"Sit." The teacher commanded.

"Yes sir." Lyn sat down.

"And you, Silver," The Grovyle's eyes pierced through Silver. "I don't like my students to be late in class, understood?"

"Yes sir." Silver sat down next to Lyn.

"Good morning, class."

"Good morning sir." Answered the class in a low tone.

"For the sake of the younger ones, I will introduce myself. I am Shole Bayleef but I like to be addressed as sir, understood?" the Grovyle said.

"Understood." The class droned out in unison.

"Is he really this strict?" Silver whispered.

"Sadly, yes." Lyn sighed.

"Excuse me, but I don't like people talking in my class." Shole cleared his throat.

"Yes sir," Silver said, sinking into his seat.

Bringgggggg! The lunch bell rang and the children rushed to get their lunches. When Lyn and Silver were about to exit the room, Shole stopped them. "You two, come here."

"Huh?" Lyn turned around.

"What is it, sir?" Silver looked at him, confused.

"Give me the gem." Shole's voice was deadbeat.

Lyn tilted her head. "What gem?"

His eyes narrowed. "Don't hide it from me."

"You're crazy." She muttered, slowly backing away.

"GIVE ME THE GEM, LITTLE GIRL!!" Shole roared, grabbing her by the tail.

"Silver! Silver!" A shout came from outside the door. Shole dropped Lyn unceremoniously, turning his head to the door. "Who are you?" Mr. Smokey burst though the door.

"Silver, Rachel is gone!" Mr. Smokey wheezed.

"Huh?" Silver said, surprised. "What happened to her?!"

"Rachel said that she was going to pick some berries for our berry bread and she hasn't come home yet." Mr. Smokey's voice quivered. "And it looks like it's going to rain." He pointed at the dark clouds hovering threateningly in the sky.

"Uh-oh, this sounds serious." Lyn muttered, her brow furrowing.

"That's okay Mr. Smokey." Silver said. "I'll look for her."

"Count me in to!" Lyn said. "You helped me and now I'll help you."

"I'll join your little search party." Shole whispered.

"Thank you! Thank you! But please, hurry." Mr. Smokey said.

"Okay! Let's go, team!" Silver said and they were off to find Rachel.