"Look, mom. I'm 13! I'm pretty sure I can take care of myself, pokemon or no." Inside a small checkered kitchen a small girl argued with her mom.
"Please, Krissa. dont go out today! Theres supposed to be a storm." The girls mom pleaded.
"But the storms always miss us cuz of the mountains..." Krissa whined, sitting in the chair. She looked around the room. It was simple. A blue checkered tablecloth lay on a circlular table in in the center of the room. To the left there was a stovetop and a microwave hanging above it. There was a black fridge and a blue cupboard filled with food. Her mother was a big woman...at least in terms of bosoms. she had an hourglass figure anf short black hair. Her mouth curved down in a frown leading to her green halter top and black jeans. "Come on, mom...please?" "Agh...i dont know why i let you do this. Fine. Go ahead. but you better bring me back something nice!" Krissa grabbed her backpack and surveyed her outfit. Her white beanie with blue band rested comfortably on her head, and she hummed to herself as she slipped her black fingerless gloves on each hand, She grabbed her watch from the pocket of her sky blue cargo pants and slipped it onto her left wrist. She reached down, buckled her black boots, and brushed off a few hairs from her white shirt with a snowflake on the center of it. "OK! I think im ready. What time do you want me back, mom?"
Her mom looked up from making her breakfast; a bowl of cereal. "Oh, it doesnt matter. Try to be back before lunch. Ok?"
Krissa laughed as she walked out the door into the quiet morningtime. She looked around. No one was up yet, as it was only 7-30. Oh, wait. There was one person up.
"Hello, Mrs Rivers! How are you this morning?" The old woman stopped by her barnhouse mailbox and waved cheerfully at Krissa. "Hello there dearie. Thanks ever so much for asking. Im fine...getting a little bit older perhaps, but im fine. What about you; a girl your age should'nt be starting a hike when theres a storm coming, should you?" Krissa looked at the clouds. They were a light fluffy white...but to the north were dark storm clouds, and lightning flickered at the edge. But she could see that they were veering to the left, away from Celestic town. She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, but i think it'll pass. Look! It's already going away, Mrs Rivers." She said in a hopeful tone. "Ok then. But be sure of it! Im going to go feed my Tuffles. You know how cranky persians get. Drop by after a while, i just made some honey you can take to your mom, ok?" "'K Mrs Rivers." Krissa waved at her. Mrs Rivers waved back, and Krissa walked through the gate towards Mt Coronet.
"Ah...to be hiking again." She breathed deeply, inhaling the scents. She sighed and grabbed the straps of her navy blue knapsack, hitching it up farther on her shoulders. As she walked she noticed several things. One was an Umbreon. It sat on the very edge of the rock and looked at her, its yellow eyes peircing. 'Do umbreon even live around here?' Krissa thought to herself. Two, she saw a very large bird fly overhead...it was yellow and very...spiky? "Yeah...spiky.." She said out loud. "But what is it?" She watched it dissapear behind the side of the mountain and she started to run up the path, trying to catch up to it. She stopped at a large cave. There was a yellow light inside...so she did the logical thing. She peered inside it. but no bird...instead there was a vulpix, and a charmander. The vulpix looked up in alarm at her, its teeth bared. "Vuul!" Krissa took a step back, apologizing. "Im sorry. I was looking for that yellow bird. I need it for my sketchbook...do you know where it went?" The vulpix took a step towards her, its fur crackling with heat. "Vuuulpix. Vul vul!" It said, taking a defensive pose. Krissa took that as a no, and continued on up the mountain. On the way a geodude popped up from the side of the rock face and frowned at her. She waved at it and it smiled. But then it started making wierd gestures, pointing behind her and staring at her. As she turned around it zoomed back down the path. "Whoa..." Krissa breathed. There it was. Seeing it up close she know knew what it was, its spiky yellow and black wings folded by its side; it was standing with its back to her. "Zapdos...The legendary Electric Bird..." As she mumbled this, it turned and eyed her warily. She sat down, knowing enough to not look it in its eyes. It turned to her and emitted a long cry. "Eraaght!" She silently and quickly got out her sketchbook, drawing with soft and fast lines, trying to 'capture' it before it flew away. She didnt feel the need to capture pokemon with pokeballs like trainers, she chose instead to capture them with her pencil. She had studied pokemon before and knew not to look a tough or awesome one in the eyes, or to never get in a Rhydons way. She felt awesturck as the Zapdos watched her. 20 minutes past and Krissa had the rough outline done. She looked up, and the zapdos was gone. Sighing, she stood up. She was surprised when she tunred around and it was standing right in front of her. It cocked its head sideways and she took out her sketchbook, holding the picture up to it. It again cried, and seemed to smile before taking off and flying into the black clouds, letting loose a thunderbolt to counter another one. Wait...The dark clouds? "Oh crap...i guess it didnt turn after all..." Krissa muttered. She looked at the retreating form of the Zapdos and smiled. "But it was SO worth it." Still smiling she truned and started down the path as the storm headed ever nearer. She could even hear the thunder now, and the early morning sun was gone, hidden behind the bank of menacing looking clouds. She glanced up and watched a flock of pidgey fly overhead. As she broke into a run, the storm let loose and rain poured onto her shoulders. "Still worth it!" She called out to the rain. But now it was getting windy, and she was still halfway up the mountain. Frowning, she searched for a cave to wait it out. The storm didnt seem particulary bad...but she wondered if Zapdos had anything to do with that. Sighing, she jumped over a gap in the path...and a freak gust of wind blew her off balance. "Whaaoo...Ahh!" She cried, at the last second regaining it. She stepped firmly onto the ledge...and it gave out under her. She scrabbled for purchase on the rock cliff, but then fell backwards, screaming out before hitting her head and her vision went dark. "AAAHHH!"
Several minutes away, a pokemon walked through the woods. It was about four feet in height, with long ears and a crooked blue tail. The pokemons legs were black, with very large thighs, blue in color and a light yellow torso with a small spike in the center, nestled in small tufts of fur. The pokemons shoulders where just rings, essentialy, black in color and extending from these where blue arms with black forepaws, a spike in the back-center of each. The pokemon's face was dog like, and had three long black sack-like things hanging off of it. Its ears, long and pointed, and also blue with a tad of black on the inside twitched. "Hmmm." He muttered, walking towards the mountain. As he walked, he noticed an umbreon. it stared at him and he scowled at it. As it ran off, it jumped over something. As the lucario walked closer to it, his scowl became more pronounced. He stood over the girl. He frowned at her, then turns and starts to walk away, wanting nothing to do with a human. The thunder shakes the earth as a flash of lightning incinerates a nearby tree. The lucario's right paw immiedatly goes up to feel the right side of the back of his head, where there is only a stump where a Aura Sensor used to be. He stops and glances at the girl again. Sighing, he walks back over to her and silently he picks her up and slings her over his shoulder. Her hand brushes against an old wound, six long, ragged scars that extend from the base of his neck to his waist. Scowling, the Lucario carried her into the woods. He would help her...but he refused to like her.
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