I do not own Fable or Pokemon. I'm using the Lost Chapters version btw.


Dawn broke over the Heroes Guild like water, drenching the sides of the building with beautiful shades of pink and orange. As the sun rose higher and higher into the sky, the residents of the Guild woke up and began their day. One soul amongst the populace did not wake up though, not until a girl his own age shook him awake.

"It's time to wake up!"

Sparrow got up from his bed and sleepily rubbed his eyes, surprised by this strange wake-up call. He took in the sight of her and listened as she scrutinized him. She was taller than him, but then again, girls did mature faster than boys. Her skin was dark, but it really didn't matter to him. Her attitude was what mattered and by the sounds of it, she had a bold personality.

"You must be my new roommate. Hmmm… Shorter than I expected."

She smiled and introduced herself. "My names Whisper. I've been here for a month. Had the room all to myself till now too. But that's all right."

She placed a hand on her hips and scrutinized him further. "You know you talk in your sleep? Sounded like a bad nightmare."

She turned to her own bed and a Whismur peeked out from beneath the sheets. When Sparrow met its gaze it squeaked and disappeared into the covers. Whisper smiled and said, "That's Whimper. Scared of almost everything, but she's a sweet pokemon and powerful too. She tried to wake you up last night, but ended up knocking herself out." She giggled at the memory and turned back to him.

"Nightmares happen to a lot the first week. Some don't even last that long." She sighed and looked forlornly at the floor. She shook herself out of the funk and turned her head back to him. "You won't either if you don't get moving. The Guildmaster is waiting for us in the map room. You don't want to be late on your first day. Follow me!"

They walked down the steps to the map room only to find it empty. She scowled and turned back to Sparrow. "Looks like the Guildmaster got tired of waiting for you." She stated accusingly. "He's probably at the training grounds across the river. Let's go!"

Sparrow and Whisper ran through the pub part of the Guild and raced up the stairs and across the river. Sure enough in front of the melee training pen was the Guildmaster. Instead of a scarecrow in the pen though were three pokemon all playing the way they wished. The Guildmaster looked sheepishly at the boy and explained, "I remembered the way you looked when I told you you'd be training beside pokemon and decided to get you a few to choose from." He turned to the pen and pointed them out. Inside the pen were a Houndour, an Eevee, and a Growlithe. They stared curiously at the humans and nipped at each other, playfully. Sparrow looked up at the Guildmaster with sparkles in his eyes and he asked, "I get to keep one?" The Guildmaster nodded and opened the door for Sparrow.

Sparrow stepped in and let the three pokemon sniff him. The Houndour walked away haughtily and the Eevee rolled over. The Growlithe though licked his face and curled up in his lap. Sparrow picked up the Growlithe and cradled it as he left the pen. He scratched its stomach and whispered, "I'll call him Isamu."

The Guildmaster chuckled and placed a bracelet on the boy's wrist. On it were two small bars, one green and the other blue. An inscription wrote itself at the top saying "Isamu."

The boy looked at the Growlithe and then up at the Guildmaster. "The blue band is your Pokémon's will points. As it uses up will, the bar will shrink. Just give your pokemon a will potion and it will fill back up. The green bar is its health. Not only will it shrink, but it will change from green to yellow and than red. Health potions, food, and biscuits will fill up their health."

Sparrow nodded and watched as the Guildmaster gave him a second one. This one said Boy at the top instead. Sparrow rolled his eyes and placed Isamu on the ground. The Growlithe barked and sat next to Sparrows feet, wagging its tail.

As the apprentices took away the Eevee and Houndour, the Guildmaster explained the basics of melee and handed Sparrow a stick. The apprentices put up a scarecrow and Sparrow and Isamu stepped into the pen. Sparrow poked the scarecrow experimentally before taking a swing at the target. Isamu barked as he landed the hit and growled before jumping up and biting the arm of the scarecrow. Whisper laughed loudly and the Guildmaster chuckled. Sparrow struggled to pull Isamu off the arm, but after Sparrow ordered it down, it opened its jaws and they fell back. Whisper fell to the ground laughing and the Guildmaster let out a hearty laugh. Sparrow blushed and got back up as Isamu danced around him, barking happily.

Sparrow gripped the stick tightly in his hands and smashed it into the dummy, splintering it and leaving a green orb in its place. The Guildmaster nodded and stated, "There you go! Those orbs are experience orbs. They are the knowledge gained from killing a creature. In order to grow you must collect them. Go ahead."

Sparrow picked it up and watched as it was absorbed into him. It tingled slightly and felt cool. He turned to Isamu and stared. The Growlithe was glowing a soft green! The aura faded and the Guildmaster continued. "Whatever experience you earn, your pokemon earns. Simple as that. You did well today boy. Tomorrow we'l-,"

An alarm sounded and Sparrow remembered Oakvale. Would this new place be destroyed as well? The Guildmaster acknowledged the sound with alarm, "That's the Guild alarm! Sounds like there might be something loose in the woods..." He smiled and turned to Sparrow and continued, "This might be a good opportunity to test your spirit. I'll wait for you at the Guild woods entrance while you deal with the problem. Once you are done we can talk about starting your training."

Sparrow stared up at the Guildmaster. HE had to deal with the problem? Oh boy… Seeing as he had no choice, he started towards the woods and Isamu bounded after him, sticking close to his heels.

As Sparrow trudged through the woods, Isamu sniffed at almost everything and bounded around all the puddles, growling at the offending water. As they reached the top of the hill, they stopped and Sparrows jaw dropped. A group of Heracross swarmed the top of the hill and turned when they heard Sparrow approach. Their eyes glowed red and their wings hummed in agitation. Sparrow gripped his stick tightly and Isamu growled deeply. Isamu ran forward and they plunged into battle. Isamu bit one of their legs and Sparrow whacked the side of its head until it exploded into bug guts and experience orbs. The Heracross swarmed them and soon Isamu's jaws were covered in bug ooze and so was Sparrows stick. Isamu picked up the orbs they left behind with his teeth and Sparrow picked him up and left the woods with Isamu in his arms, their first battle behind them.

As they left the woods, Sparrow spotted the Guildmaster up ahead. He put down Isamu and ran toward the aging man, the adrenaline still pumping through his body. As he approached the Guildmaster stated, "Good work lad. Those beetles were a damn nuisance, and probably had some sort of disease. Here, I think you earned some pocket money for that. If you want more gold, I'm sure the servants could use your help with something. Or you can get an early night. Your choice."

Sparrow shook his head no, and the Guildmaster told him to come back when he was ready for bed. He didn't want to go to bed so soon. There was still so much to explore here! He ran around the guild helping everyone he could. That meant four red apples for the pie lady. He also beat the record for the apprentices. As he was walking around though, he noticed some stairs. Curious, and with Isamu bounding up the steps, he climbed them, but grabbed Isamu once he heard voices.

"The journeys length is of no consequence. The Oracle must be protected."

"How can you be so sure? We might need you here. Who knows what battles we might face." This voice was obviously Maze's. Sparrow could recognize that voice anywhere.

"The signs are too strong to ignore, and the Northern Wastes have been too long isolated from the Guild. There is much I may learn there."

"Well, I hope nobody thinks you're running away from a fight, trying to cheat death again. You know how people talk…"

"Talk is of no matter to me. May death close his eyes to you Maze." And with that the stranger disappeared in a swirl of blue light. Maze turned toward the door and spoke loudly, "What are you waiting for? Come in."

Sparrow stepped into the room, ashamed for spying on the two men. He walked up to Maze and Maze began to explain.

"That man was Scythe. He was a great Hero once, back when he had flesh on his bones and blood in his veins. He's just a shell now. What does he know of the choices we have to make, of what it takes to get things done?"

And with that he returned to his fireplace, the flames within it, casting strange shadows across his face. Sparrow inched his way back out the door and ran down the steps. He vowed never to go back up there. It was Maze's space and obviously off-limits. As he reached the last step, Isamu leaped from his arms and bounded by his heels once more.

As the boy rested his head on his pillow that night, with his faithful pokemon beside him, he left his childhood behind.