Disclaimer: Roses are red, Violets are blue, I don't own anything but Mio and the plot, so you no sue. *bows*
"Weavile, use Metal Claw!" Paul ordered.
Weavile obeyed, jumping high in the air before slashing his glowing white claws at tree that was in front of him. Weavile smirked in satisfaction as he watched the tree slowly fall over and meet with the ground. "Vile…" he murmured.
Paul seemed to mimic his Pokémon's facial expression before shouting another command without hesitation. "Once more with Metal Claw!"
Weavile proceeded to jump again only to wince and suddenly land back on his feet, panting a bit. "W-Wea…"
Paul stared at his Weavile a little surprised for a brief moment as he watched his Weavile try and catch his breath. His grunted, glaring at his Weavile in disapproval. "Weavile, get up." He demanded.
He watched his Weavile slowly struggle to push himself off the ground before standing up on his own two feet. "Now use Metal Claw!"
Weavile jumped again, raising his glowing claws at another nearby tree before he suddenly felt an intense pain shoot through his body, quickly collapsing back to the ground again. Paul stared down at his tired Weavile silently, ignoring all the dirt and scratches that were on his body. He grunted, pulling out his pokeball. "Hmph, good for nothing…"
And with those final words, Paul returned his tired Weavile before heading back to his house.
Reggie hummed to himself as he continued stirring a pot of curry on the stove before turning up the heat to bring it to a boil. "Should be done in a few minutes." He smiled to himself. He walked over to the cabinets and pulled out some food for the pokémon before pouring them into small red bowls for them to eat out of.
"Dig in guys," Reggie smiled.
A Cherubi, Shinx, and Budew happily rushed over to their bowls of food before happily digging into it. Reggie chuckled to himself, watching the pokémon eat until he heard the front door slam. He cringed slightly, knowing his young brother Paul was in one of his moods again.
"Hey Paul," Reggie greeted his brother casually.
Paul mustered up a small grunt in reply before muttering back a small 'Hey' back to him. This didn't stop Reggie from talking with him.
"I just finished making dinner. I'm sure you're hungry after training with your Weavile all afternoon."
"Not really,"
Reggie was about to reply until he heard Paul's stomach rumble. He laughed a little, causing his brother to look away from his gaze, a little miffed his stomach had decided to speak up for him.
"I guess you're stomach speaks for itself huh?" Reggie teased.
"Whatever," Paul murmured before grabbing himself a plate as he helped himself to some hot curry.
Reggie poured himself some curry as well before taking a seat at the table across from where Paul was sitting. "So, how was training with Weavile?" he asks.
"Weavile needs more training," he replied bluntly, taking a bite of his curry.
"Don't forget that they need to rest properly every once in a while and not push themselves too hard." Reggie reminded him.
"I'm not going to let my pokémon slack off and lay around. How will they get stronger if I were to allow that?"
Reggie sighed, scratching the back of his head. "Paul, that's not what I said."
Paul shrugged carelessly. "Same difference,"
"Just…try to keep a balance of both alright?" Reggie urged him.
Paul stayed silent before he continued to eat his dinner. The last thing he needed tonight was to be criticized by his older brother. In his mind, it was bad enough he wasn't able to finish training with his Weavile today.
'Besides, if I allow them to rest for too long, they'll only become slackers in the end and always expect a break.' Paul thought with an annoyed expression at the mere thought.
Paul gently pushed his plate away, showing that he was finished eating. "I'm gonna head upstairs."
Reggie looked up from his plate before he nodded, holding out his hand. "I can heal Weavile up for you if you want." He offered.
Paul stayed silent for a moment before he pulled off Weavile's pokeball from his belt and gave it to Reggie before heading upstairs.
Paul held back the urge to yawn once he slipped into his white shirt and black shorts for his night attire. He lies down on his bed, staring up at his midnight colored ceiling with his signature scowl. The thought of his Weavile unable to perform that last Metal Claw attack angered him. He hated seeing Pokémon, especially his own showing a sign of weakness. Paul did not want to be taken lightly by other people because of the lack of strength his pokémon has.
His mind suddenly flashed back to Ash and his friends Dawn and Brock before he scowled to himself and turned on his side, staring at the walls instead. 'I'm thinking too much into this…'
Paul sighs under his breath before his eyes turn towards his desk, his computer sitting there collecting dust. He contemplates whether or not to turn it on for a brief moment before standing up from his bed and making his way over to his desk.
After turning on his desktop computer, he moves his mouse and double clicks on the internet browser icon and begins browsing through sites in a bored fashion, inwardly hoping to find something to keep his mind occupied. His prayers were answered when he suddenly came across an interesting link he found that lead to another site about new and intriguing information.
"Pokémon Island," he murmured to himself. His eyes stared at the computer screen as he read over the information by scrolling down the page.
'Pokémon Island is an ideal environment to observe wild pokémon in their natural habitat.'
Paul continued to skim through the description of this mysterious island before his eyes stared down at the next paragraph that seemed to catch his eye. 'It has been said that several rare species of Pokémon have been seen around the island.'
Suddenly the frown on Paul's face was quickly replaced with a smirk. 'Interesting…'
Evafan24: Well, there ya have it folks, Paul's finally made his debut...even though he hasn't made Mio yet, but it won't be long before they cross paths. I do hope that he's in character in this chapter. Feel free to give me feedback for comments so that I can improve and make this story better.