A/N- Yay, third part of the prolouge and I haven't uploaded anything yet! Anyways, I got the idea of the northern accent from Brian Jacques, an awesome auther (Redwall series). And if you're wondering where Tucker learned such a naughty word, well, take a look at his father. Not too great of one. Tucker origanally was Luke, but I was thinking it was too close to Lucario, and my sister was reading "Tuck Everlasting", so...it may change it back later on (The same goes for Jessica/Willow)! Please R&R!

Cyndan and the feline ran, Cyndan lobbing balls of smoke if the persuing Mightyena got too close. Juking to the right, the Cyndiquil grabbed the stranger and pulled her into a small burrow under a tree as the wolf Pokemon was coughing.

"Shh! I think we'll be safe here, for the moment." Pressing his ear slit to the wall, he could hear the preadator's ragged gasps as it continued onward, it's nose not being able to pick up anything but smoke. "It's gone, for the time being. Let's go while we can."

As Cyndan led the cat out of the burrow and towards the ravine, he couldn't help but notice her staring admirably at him. His face turned a light shade of red. "Ummm...do you need something?" Was today National Staring Day, or something?

Shaking her head, she managed out a small, "Nope!" in response.

"I have a friend, he got his leg under a rock somehow, and he says he needs help, and that it really hurts; can you help him? It looked a little big..."

Nodding, the white Pokemon said, "Of course! I do owe you a huge favor for saving me." With Cyndan bobbing his head in acknowledgement, they raced onwards to rescue a distraught Riolu.

It was only about a half-mile to the ravine, but it felt like an eternity. Not knowing if Tucker was okay, or even alive for that matter, was seriously getting to him. "There! he panted, upon reaching the end of the rift. "He's down there!"

Looking down alongside the feline, he could see Tucker, still trapped below the rock. The rocks beneath him were stained scarlet, and his breathing was ragged. Cyndan wasn't sure if he was awake; the Riolu was thrashing, as if trapped in a nightmare.

"Oh, Arceus..." She breathed. Waggling her haunches, she leapt down next to Tucker. Sniffing his leg, she called, "He'll be okay for awhile, but he's in a fever. Here, help me push this rock." Landing beside her, Cyndan struggled to help her roll the rock, but it seemed to be causing the Riolu immense pain, as his eyes flew open and he screamed.

"AUGH! Cyndan...finally...I though-AAAUUUGGHH! Ow...please stop, that hurts..." he moaned.

"Sorry...wait, maybe this will work!" Backing up a few steps, Cyndan rammed the rock with his shoulder, using what he thought was tackle. "HIYAAAHHH!" Upon reaching the rock itself, he glowed a soft red, and the rock completely shattered.

Both of the other's gazed in complete awe. "How? What was that? That looked like a rock smash!"

Cyndan ignored them and kneeled next to Tucker. "Are you okay? That looks really bad..."

Clenching his fists and screwing his eyes, the young Riolu grunted. "I'll be okay, but it hurts really bad! I wish Mom was here...she always made me feel better..."

"It's okay, we'll help!" The feline piped in.

"I completely forgot!" Cyndan exclaimed. "I'm Cyndan, and he's Tucker; nice to meet you!"

"And I'm Willow, pleased to meet'cha! But let me look at that leg, my mother taught me a bit of healing before she was captured..." Sniffing at his leg again, she pointed to a small vine draped along a tree, shining leaves hanging from it. "Cyndan, fetch me one of those, and if you see any dock leaves, grab me some of those, as well." Looking around again, she spotted a small bush, one that had fallen in during the storm. Bounding over, she picked a bright, pink berry and leaped back to Tucker. "C'mon, eat this! It'll help; your leg is infected."

Grasping the small fruit in his shakey paw, he brought it to his mouth and slowly chewed, his face turning a lighter shade of blue, as no one had noticed it darkening, tinted with green. "Pecha...I think...loved these...leg feels...better aready..."he managed, his eyes drooping, trying to stay up. "Doesn't...hurt as bad...any...mo..." He trailed off, giving up to his fatigue.

"Cyndan!" Willow shouted. "Have you found those leaves, yet?" The white cat swished her tail as Cyndan poked his head over the rim and nodded; his mouth too full with leaves to speak. "Good, now come here and do this..."

O.o.o.O.o.o.O

Tucker sat against a tree above the ravine, having been lifted up and carried out when he woke up. His leg, too painful and crooked to walk, had been covered with ivy leaves and crushed Pecha root, and then covered and tied with large dock leaves; all Pokemon were taught what dock was and how to use it at a young age in case of a medical emergancy.

About to nod off again, his ears twitched as he heard his friends arriving. "'Bout time ya showed up. We need to get going."

Willow and Cyndan padded over, both carrying a forked branch each. "It was all we could find, but it'll have to do," Willow stated.

Taking the branches, Tucker put them under his arms as makeshift crutches. "A little uncomfortable, but as you said, it'll have to do."

Nodding together, the unikely trio padded off into the woods, not knowing what was in store for them, or if they would ever see their families again. A Meowth and Cyndiquil holding paws and walking by the other's side, and a Riolu hobbling along in front, setting the pace, who knew what could happen?"

*...JAV...*

A/N- And thus ends the Prolouge ark! A shorter chapter, but who cares. Anyways, here are the characters so far, who have names.

~The Unlikely Trio~

Cyndan- A Cyndiquil, son of the late Vincent and Kyasha. Met Willow in the woods, and Tucker in a ravine. O- Age 2

Tucker- A headstrong Riolu who is also the son of the Alphas in his pack. Met Willow and Cyndan in a ravine. O- Age 2

Willow- An albino Meowth, whose mother was caught by a trainer. Has limited medical knowledge. Saved by Cyndan from a Mightyena, and helped save Tucker from a rock in a ravine. O-+ Age 3

*Trio's Family*

Vincent- Arcanine. Cyndan's father. Mated to Kyasha. Died protecting Cyndan from a fall into a ravine. O- Age 34, now deceased.

Kyasha- Typhlosion. Cyndan's mother. Widowed to the late Vincent. Currently protecting Jessica, Luke, and Marcus. O-+ Age 31

Jessica, Luke, and Marcus- Growlithe triplets. Children of Kyasha and the late Vincent. O-+, O-, O- All Age 2.

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