SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT - was at the beach for four days and thus unable to surf the net (was banned from bringing laptop) Anyway, here is my chapter, hope you all enjoy it!
Two friends crossed the grass to Accumula Town, healing their Pokemon from the previous battle. Black was in a bad mood, and grumbling, as he did not manage to win against the owner of the female Tepig, White. White was grinning from ear to ear as she was on a winning streak of two, having beaten both Bianca and Black.
As the two of them sent their Pokemon for healing, they discussed about the battle that occurred ago. "Why did you start off with ember?" White asked Black, who was still rather grumpy, but in the mood to have a small conversation. After all, he did want to know his mistakes in the battle to improve.
"I started off with ember to go easy on you," Black smirked, causing White to punch him on the shoulder. "Come on, tell me seriously, why? Tepig is a fire type; ember does not really affect it." White persisted. Black sighed, "I was aiming for the slight chance of burning your Tepig, which would be really useful. Fire types can still be affected by fire moves, even by just a slight bit."
"But that move you used just now was a really good one, although it was kinda risky, you know," Black continued. White had asked Tepig to perform a take down on Black's Pokemon, which resulted in the finishing blow, but left her Pokemon seriously injured.
"Sometimes, Black, you got to just attack the opposing Pokemon instead of reducing its accuracy. It's all about luck as well, and it's safer to do things right. Ever heard of the phrase 'better safe than sorry'?" White said, noting his frequent use of smokescreen in the previous battle.
Black sighed once again, as the duo collected their freshly healed Pokemon, thanking the nurse who merely nodded and smiled. White had caught a Lilipup; which she always had wanted, while Black caught a Patrat. The useful information was stored in their Pokedexes and sent to the Professor everytime they caught a new Pokemon, thus making way for further research.
White and Black stepped out of the Pokemon Center building, and heard a loud commotion, which caught their attention. They looked over and saw a man with green hair from the distance, wearing a red eyepiece and a cloak. His grey robe had a symbol of a shield with the letter P emblazoned on his left breast. He was surrounded by many people wearing grey robes with the same symbol emblazoned on their left breasts, wearing grey hoods and looking like his henchmen. He seemed to be telling the crowd of people living in Accumula Town something, and White decided to go over, Black following her.
"Citizens of Accumula Town, my name is Ghetsis, and on behalf of Team Plasma, I am here to represent the campaign of liberating Pokemon. I am very confident that almost all of you own a Pokemon, is that right?" The green haired man said, earning nods from the crowd. He then continued, "I know you all think your Pokemon are happy being with you, but have you ever thought what they have really felt?"
The crowd was chittering nervously, asking each other whether owning a Pokemon was right, some agreeing with the man while some believed that his speech of Pokemon Liberation was just nonsense.
Ghetsis's voice rose above the crowd, "People and Pokemon can be friends, but don't you think by owning Pokemon, you are changing their nature to your own? Pokemon that used to eat berries and play in the wild are now forced to eat your food scraps and forced to battle unwanted battles."
The crowd grew silent. Ghetsis continued, "The purpose of Team Plasma is to liberate Pokemon. Believe me or not, I am merely telling this on behalf of Team Plasma and Pokemon. Thank you for your kind attention." With those words, he swept his cloak and turned around, his members of Team Plasma accompanying him.
"What was that about?" Black said as they stared after the strange group with suspicious eyes. White shrugged, "Must have been some bunch of crazy nuts who decided they wanted to free Pokemon."
The group of people that had listened to Ghetsis's speech were having a heated debate amongst each other. Some were saying, "It's true, the man's right, we need to free our Pokemon!" Some were saying, "Pokemon are our friends, and I don't care what others say."
Slowly, the crowd dissipated, leaving Black, White, and a boy with long flowing green hair tied in a low ponytail who seemed to be around their age as well, towering over Black by half a head. He waited until everyone had left, and walked toward the two friends.
"You've heard Team Plasma's speech just now. Do you believe in a world where Pokemon are free?" The boy with tea green hair spoke.
White and Black shook their heads in unison, and Black replied, "Without Pokemon, humans would be lost. The friendship between a Pokemon and a human is too deep to even separate the two."
"My name is Natural, but you may call me 'N'. May I have your names please?" N spoke.
Black pointed to himself and me. "I'm Hilbert, but you can call me Black. And the lady here is Hilda, call her White, please."
The edges of N's lips curled into a small smile. "I'd like to ask why you two are named after colors, but who am I to judge when my name is unorthodox as well?"
White chuckled, "Yeah, that's true."
N rubbed his hands together. "Anyway that's wasn't the purpose of my presence here," he said, bringing out his Pokeball. Black looked surprised at the sudden challenge. N continued, "I wonder, do Pokemon really want to be in the clutches of trainers? I can hear your Pokemon speaking to you, Black. Send out your Pokemon and fight me now!"
Black's eyes narrowed. "Are you actually agreeing with the nonsense that Ghetsis man was saying? Do I really have to beat you in a battle for you to change your mind?"
N tossed his Pokeball up in the air, releasing a purple colored cat from it. White and Black's Pokedex tingled and they took it out to see what was the notification.
Black's Pokedex: "Purrloin, the devious cat Pokemon, they steal from people for fun, but their victims can't help but forgive them. Their deceptively cute act is perfect."
White's Pokedex: "Purrloin, the devious cat Pokemon, it's cute act is a ruse. When victims let down their guard, they find their items taken. It attacks with sharp claws."
Black and White looked at each other, confused as to why both Pokedexes did not give the same result.
"Alas, you trainers, first you confine your Pokemon in Pokeballs, then you capture their data in a Pokedex," N shook his head distastefully.
"Oh, yeah?" Black had his fists clenched in anger. "You confine your Pokemon in Pokeballs as well!"
"Once the world is through with confining these beautiful creatures in prison capsules I'll stop it. Purrloin, scratch!" N ordered.
Black's Tepig hardly had any time to dodge as the purple cat brandished its ruler-long claws and pounced, scratching its claws nail-deep into the pig's coarse hide. Tepig screamed in rage and agony, inhaling all the oxygen in the air to prepare to expel a blisteringly hot flame from its mouth and nostrils, bursting upon Purrloin's exposed face.
"Purrloin, next time that pig breathes fire, dodge!" The cat nodded.
White watched the intense battle as the two boys directed their Pokemon to clash with each other, both fighting in the same battle but a different cause, enemies. "Tepig, take that fat cat down!"
The fire pig charged toward the Purrloin, hitting it on target – in the stomach. The cat shuddered, its energy depleted, and fell toward the ground, only to be caught by N. N looked up at Black with a neutral expression; White had expected him to be angry.
"Once again, I have found another unsolvable formula. Why did your Tepig say it liked you, Black? That is something I will have to find out. Good-bye for now." Black and White stared after the slowly fading figure of N, who returned his injured Purrloin to its Pokeball, and walked away.
Black entered the Pokemon Center once more, exhausted, and asked the nurse to heal his Pokemon. "My, my," the nurse commented. "Your Tepig is severely injured. It has long, deep scratch marks upon its body. What sort of battle did you fight, kid?" Black was too tired to respond, so White answered for him.
"His Tepig fought against a Purrloin; both were equally matched but Black's spirit was stronger and he told his Pokemon not to give up." White said. The nurse smiled, and replied, "No wonder his Drillbur is snuggling beside him right now."
White's eyes widened and she turned around, noticing the Drillbur lay contentedly on Black's lap, out from its Pokeball without any command. Black noted her confusion and explained, "I let him out before we entered the Pokemon Center."
White sighed in realization, and beckoned Black to follow her out of the Pokemon Center to head for Striaton City, but as they stepped out of the cool, air-conditioned building, the nurse shouted their names, causing them to turn around.
"You kids need a place to stay? We've got a room here, and it's been a while since I saw people that tired," the nurse offered. White shook her head and smiled, grateful for the offer, but they weren't going to catch up with Cheren and Bianca at this rate. As they trudged across the route to Striaton City, Black looked at the Pokemon Center with longing, and groaned with every five steps he made.
Black was grumbling and complaining in sheer fatigue until White finally got fed up with his lazy attitude, and turned around and shoved him. "Stop being such a laze and get moving!"
Black nodded, exasperated, but suddenly his eyes widened. White noticed his sudden change in expression and turned around. Standing tall in the wild grass was a large bird with a wingspan wider than White's height. It stared at the two of them and emitted a loud, blood curling squawk that could be heard from a mile away, almost shattering White's eardrums and causing Black to shriek in slight pain.
Once the Pokemon had stopped squawking, it flapped its wings once and shot to the air with incredible speed, its focus still glaring straight at the two friends. Black was the first to react, tossing his Drillbur out for good measure. Drillbur was strong, stronger than Tepig, and trained, so Black knew his way around Drillbur. After all, they had been friends for seven years. In the amount of time Black trained Drillbur, he never once evolved. Black did not know why; it was either due to the lack of experience, or the lack of friendship, although he was rather confident it was not the second one.
White followed suit, tossing her Pokeball at the raptor, which swerved to avoid it. As it got closer, their two Pokedexes started to vibrate and cause noise.
Black's Pokedex: "Braviary, the valiant bird Pokemon, they fight for their friends without any thought about danger to themselves. One can carry a car while flying."
White's Pokedex: "Braviary, the valiant bird Pokemon, the more scars they have, the more respect these brave soldiers of the sky get from their peers."
"Alright, White, let's do this! Drill, use Rock Throw!" Black pointed at the sky where the dark shape of Braviary was hurtling toward them. The mole Pokemon obeyed, grabbing the nearest boulder it could find, and tossing it with full force at the raptor. The rock hit home, sending the Braviary meters away and causing it to utter that unearthly screech from before, but it was still conscious.
"Tepig, now's our chance to fight, use Rollout!" White directed the fiery pig, which was all pumped up and ready. The pig dashed forward, spinning forward like a Ferris wheel, and sped up quickly, colliding with the ghostly white feathers of the Braviary.
Both Black and White knew that the Pokemon was at a critical state; its feathers were ruffled, its chest had bruises and its beak was bent. However, the two of them had different ideas in mind. Black wanted to defeat it to give his Drillbur a feeling of pride, while White wanted to capture it and raise it as her own Pokemon.
"Drill, finish it with Iron Head!" The Drillbur followed its owner's instructions, charging toward the valiant bird Pokemon with extreme speeds that probably defied the laws of physics, but this was the world of Pokemon.
White saw that Black was about to perform the culling blow with Drillbur and acted, aiming at the raptor and throwing the Pokeball at it with surprising accuracy and sucked the Braviary in, causing Drillbur to miss it and plow into a tree.
Black stormed toward White, with a rather annoyed expression stuck on his face. "Why did you capture it? I could've done the finishing blow, let then you capture it!"
White smacked her head with her palm. "Oh man, that was my bad. But at least I got the Pokemon, no?" She said, waving the Pokeball containing Braviary in front of Black.
Black let loose a heavy sigh, when suddenly their Xtransceivers rang. They answered it at the same time, revealing two other faces – Professor Juniper and Bianca. "Hey, guys! How's it going with your Pokemon?" The Professor waved her hand jovially at the three friends, who smiled in response.
"I caught a Patrat, adding my total Pokemon collection to three," Black said. White grinned, saying, "I caught a Lilipup and a Braviary, adding my Pokemon collection to three, same as Black."
The Professor was glad to know that the kids were progressing fine. But Bianca had not answered. "What about you, Bianca?" The green haired girl wearing a beret stuttered; her tongue caught in her mouth. "W-well, I haven't had time to catch Pokemon; I'm still looking for Cheren, although my Oshawott is now quite trained due to the Pokemon trainers," she admitted in an unsatisfied voice.
"Well, it's alright to let Cheren be, I've seen this kind of thing happen in most trainers before," Professor Juniper gave a warm smile to Bianca. "Oh, right, where was I, do you all know how to check for specific Pokemon in your Pokedexes, right?"
White shook her head, and continued listening attentively to the Professor's words. Prof. Juniper continued, "You can use the habitat list I recently created in my labs. Don't worry, you guys don't need to come back to Nuvema Town, I'll just send the feature to you all via my secret method."
Not wanting to ask what was the secret method, Black instead asked, "What about Cheren? Has he received the feature?" Professor Juniper nodded. "I sent it to him without informing him in advance. Well, you three better check your Pokedexes now! I've got something up, something about 'Dream Mist', so I've gotta go! Have a safe journey!"
"Bye-bye, guys! I'll try to look for Cheren!" Bianca exclaimed as the Xtransceiver went dark. Black and White both turned on their Pokedexes, and identified the latest feature – the habitat list. It displayed a large variety of Pokemon are where they lived, making it easier to complete the Pokedex.
Black's Xtransceiver rang again. He answered it, and realized that the caller was his mother. "How are you, Black? And you, White? I'm just calling to deliver some packages to you two that I've bought, I'm sure it will be handy."
"Huh? Alright, mom, but where will you be? We're just at the tall grass leading to Striaton City from Accumula." Black said.
"I'm right behind you," his mother said as the Xtransceiver went dark for another time. Black and White turned around to spot Black's mother, who was carrying two medium-sized packages, and walking toward them at a steady pace.
"Here you go, son," the woman passed him a white-colored package. "And you, Hilda," she added, handing her a black-colored package similar to Black's.
White beamed at Black's mother's kind attitude. "Thank you, ma'am, and please, call me White."
The woman chuckled, "Only if you'll take care of my boy here." Black blushed and hastily looked away so as to hide his embarrassment. "Well then, take care, kids! I'm off to do some grocery shopping." His mother waved at the two of them and departed for Nuvema Town.
Black and White stood there for a good ten seconds before White broke the silence. "Well then, shall we discover what's in the packages?" Both of them tore open their respective parcels, revealing a Town Map for each other, black running sneakers for White, and white running sneakers for Black.
"Man, your mom really thought about all this stuff," White commented, marveling at the comfort of her new shoes. Black nodded, "Yup, she always thinks ahead."
"Sounds like a great mom," White mumbled as she hung her head in sadness. Black noticed her pace was slowing and turned behind to hug her. He could feel a slight dampness staining his jacket as she hugged back, but he did not care. White was his friend, and slight crush, and he would never have dared to embrace her but he did, because he sensed that she needed comfort now.
Four years ago, White's parents had gone to Hoenn for a trip by cruise, leaving White to stay at Black's house. All was fine until the news came and said that the cruise ship had sunk, and it was reported that nothing could be found, affecting White with devastating sorrow. Apparently, some organizations known as Team Aqua and Team Magma awoke two of the legendary beasts of Hoenn: Kyogre, the sea basin Pokemon, ruler of the ocean, and Groudon, the continent Pokemon, ruler of the land. While Kyogre was being awakened, the weather in Hoenn grew rough and choppy, and the seas were affected with tremendous wave turbulence, increasing risks of sinking.
Up till now, no news could be found concerning the sunken ship and White's lost parents, so ever since then White had lived in Black's house in one of the guest rooms. White had stayed inside her room for a whole week, crying and barely touching her food, until Black's mother intervened, comforting the poor girl with her embrace, and requesting her to weep it all out. Then she changed, becoming an even tougher girl, determined to forget her past and strive forward into the distant future.
However, no matter how tough a person is, he or she will break when a nerve is hit. And White was currently experiencing that right now, except this time Black was the one comforting her, not his mother.
"I-I'm alright, we should get a move on," White sniffed as she broke away from Black, and he nodded awkwardly, scratching his head and following her. They had some battles with the trainers that were on the same path as they were, each battle releasing some of White's stress and pumping Black up for the upcoming Gym Challenge – and their first badge.
Finally, after seven long hours from midnight since Accumula's Pokemon Center – it was already dawn – the two companions had reached their destination, Striaton City.
Their Pokemon were exhausted, so they headed for the Pokemon Center to heal up for the upcoming Gym Battle. As they waited for their Pokemon to be healed, White said, "Thanks for being here, Black." His face flushed a little but he managed to utter, "N-no problem, White. After all, you're my friend."
The Pokemon were healed, and they set off walking toward the gym, but a burly looking man stood there with his arms folded on his chest, giving off an intimidating impression to those who looked at him. Black somehow had enough guts to walk over to the man and ask why he was standing there.
"I'm guarding the gym while the Gym Leaders are not around," he said in a monotonous raspy voice, which chilled White's bones. But Black noted the 's' in leaders. "I beg your pardon, but you said Gym Leaders, did you not?" The man nodded. "So does that mean there is more than one leader?"
The man chuckled, his laughter a deep rumbling engine in the quiet serene dawn atmosphere. "You two are new to Striaton City?" White and Black nodded. "Well, let me tell you all this. There are three Gym Leaders in Striaton Gym: Cilan, Chili, and Cress. Each harbors a specific different type depending on the weakness of your Pokemon. For example, both of you have Tepig, so Cress will be your challenger."
Black nodded, understanding, but White had a question. "Do you know where they are right now?"
The man nodded, "Yeah, last I heard was that they were at the Trainer's School. Or maybe they went to train at the Dreamyard?"
The two friends thanked him who waved at them as they departed for the Trainer's School, which was just a couple of blocks away from Striaton Gym.
"Well, this is it," Black remarked, as they arrived at the old-fashioned school. "I guess they don't call it a school for nothing."
"Yeah, let's enter, shall we?" White asked as the two of them ventured inside. The interior of the school was completely different from the exterior; where the exterior was a run-down old-fashioned stone building, the interior was classy and air-conditioned with laminated wood floorings that were warm under your feet, which was important for early spring, where the weather was still rather cold.
Young school children ran about; some were fighting Pokemon battles of their own, some were studying the different statuses of Pokemon, and some were talking to each other. At the end of the first floor of the school was a familiar figure: Cheren. He looked tougher than before, with an aura of strength and cold around him. Cheren noticed his two childhood friends at the doorway of the Trainer's School, and walked towards them casually, stuffing his hands inside his pockets.
"How's it going, guys? I just met Bianca five minutes ago; she's now training at the Dreamyard. My rival, Black, are you willing to battle me once more?" Cheren's eyes strayed from Black to White. "Ah, White, I have not gotten a chance to battle you yet. Shall we, then?"
Black was stunned by Cheren's seeming friendliness; perhaps Bianca talked some sense into him, while White, though unwilling to have another battle, reluctantly agreed to humor Cheren.
"Let's try not to trash up this place like we did for Black's room, alright?" Cheren's eyes glinted with anticipation, his hand on his Pokeball.
"We'll see who trashes who instead of the school," White replied, a faint smile playing on her lips, her hand on her Pokeball as well. Black chuckled at her comment, curious to know the outcome of this battle.
"Let's go, Pidove, show White how it's done!" Cheren roared, releasing the pigeon Pokemon out of its capsule, where it squawked and stared at White and Black with unblinking eyes.
"Hmm, looks like it'll be a raptor battle!" White smirked in amusement, her eyes twinkling in excitement. "Time to pit your strength against the enemy, Brav!" She hurled the ball into the air, and as gravity pulled it down, it opened, revealing a five-foot-tall bird (approximate estimates, it's only about four feet eleven inches)
The pigeon Pokemon glared at the valiant bird Pokemon, which emitted a growl in response. The two circled around each other, waiting for their master to make an order. Cheren started the fight, barking, "Pidove, featherdance!" The pigeon Pokemon twirled its short, tiny wings in the pattern of a tornado, causing Braviary to look at it and feel bad about attacking it.
"Brav, look away from that pigeon, and instead fly up high in the sky!" The valiant bird Pokemon obeyed, speeding toward the sky and emitting a loud, sharp cry that echoed for miles about, leaving the Pidove frustrated – it was too small to be able to fly that high.
"Pidove, be prepared and endure for whatever comes next, because Braviary is a strong Pokemon!" Cheren shouted, and Pidove braced itself for the upcoming onslaught.
"Brav, use Sky Attack!" The large raptor shot down from the heavens, the air thickening around it as it reached its peak acceleration, slamming down upon the helpless pigeon Pokemon, which somehow managed to be still standing, although severely injured.
'Not bad, Cheren, you used Endure for your Pokemon. But will your Pokemon be quick enough to withstand another of Braviary's attacks?' Black thought to himself as he observed the clash between the two Pokemon.
"Pidove, use –" Cheren started, only to be interrupted by White's voice. "Brav, Quick Attack!" Braviary dove straight at Pidove, hitting it and knocking it unconscious. Cheren grinned in slight arrogance; clearly he had something up his sleeve.
"Get going, Servine!" He tossed his second Pokeball, releasing a green snake similar to Snivy but taller and looked stronger.
Black checked his Pokedex, which read, "Servine, the grass snake Pokemon, it moves along the ground as if it is sliding. It's swift movements befuddles its foes, and it then attacks with a vine whip."
"White, this is the evolved form of Snivy!" Black notified White, who merely rolled her eyes. "I can tell," she muttered.
"Brav, use Gust!" White ordered, her Pokemon following its instructions and whipping up a small tornado with its wings, headed toward Servine.
"Servine, protect yourself from Braviary's attack, and follow up with Headbutt!" Cheren directed his grass snake Pokemon who whipped up leaves which served as a barrier for the tornado, not harming it one bit, and then in one swift motion, Servine charged toward Braviary, hitting it in the chest hard, causing Braviary's health to deplete severely.
"Return, Brav! You've did your share of attacking, so it's Hog's turn!" White declared, returning the valiant bird Pokemon inside the Pokeball and pulling out another one from her bag. "Go, Hog!" A Tepig came out, and growled a little, baring its teeth at the opposing threat – Servine. "Servine, strike with Leaf Tornado!" Cheren yelled, as his Pokemon spun its tail around in a circular pattern, until a tall cloud of leaves were produced. Then the Servine batted the leaf tornado with its tail in the direction of White's Hog.
"Hog, counter Servine's attacks with Flame Charge!" The fire pig Pokemon obeyed, running head first into the cloud of leaves in a trail of fire. "Servine, protect yourself, now!"
The grass snake hastily tried to raise its leaves to defend itself from the fiery charge, but the fire pig was faster, diving past the barrier that Servine had formed and hitting it right on target, the flames thoroughly burning the grass snake Pokemon.
"What?!" Cheren yelled in confusion; Protect was a priority skill, and could rarely be countered by moves. But he had counted out the determination of the Tepig, and the speed of its Flame Charge, which was fast enough to avoid Servine's Protect.
"Hog, let's finish Servine off with Ember!" White shouted as the fire pig Pokemon sucked in all the available oxygen it could carry in its lungs, expelling it from its mouth in a blazing hot inferno of embers that bombarded the helpless grass snake Pokemon, which crumpled on the ground and fainted.
"And White is the winner," said Black, who cheered at seeing White overcome the boastful and arrogant Cheren's challenge. Cheren growled a little, but sighed. "Black, White, I will ensure that we have a battle the next time we encounter, which could well be after the both of you receive your first badge - the basic badge."
"By the way, Cheren, did the gym leaders enter the Trainer's School?" Black asked, and Cheren shook his head morbidly. "I think they're at the Dreamyard," were Cheren's final words as he continued reading the blackboard in the Trainer's School about berries. White and Black bid their farewells and they left for the Dreamyard, their bodies aching with exhaustion, and they decided to rest at the Pokemon Center until noon, leaving their tired Pokemon in the care of the kind nurse.
Once awoken, they felt refreshed and rejuvenated, and collected their Pokemon from the nurse, ready to set off for the Dreamyard. But before they start entering the Dreamyard, a woman clad in scientist overalls and glasses approached them with a pleading expression on her face. "Do you trainers by any chance know Professor Juniper? I was told that she handed Pokedexes to four trainers, and given them Tepig, Oshawott, or Snivy."
White answered, "Yeah, we're from Nuvema Town and we were two of the four trainers who received a Pokedex and a Pokemon from the Professor." The scientist clasped her hand in gratitude and cheered not a little loudly, scaring off the nearby flocks of Pidoves in the trees.
"Thank goodness! My name is Fennel, and I'm a scientist!" Fennel exclaimed in delight. Black shook his head in amusement. "Yeah, no kidding." White elbowed him in the ribs lightly. "So why are you looking for the four trainers that Prof. Juniper gave the Pokedexes to?" She asked Fennel.
"Well, there's something I'd like you trainers to check; Aurea told me you guys were capable of handling yourself so I'd like you guys to obtain some Dream Mist for me."
Black raised an eyebrow. "'Dream Mist?' What's that?"
"It's a mist emitted from Munna in the Dreamyard, and it can be used to connect trainers all around the world with it! But you see… I don't really have a Pokemon of my own…" Fennel frowned slightly.
White grinned. "No worries, we're tough enough to get that Dream Mist for you! You just wait in your lab; Black and I will get it done."
"Thanks, guys!" Fennel beamed, and bolted inside her laboratory.
"Strange lady," Black mumbled. White ribbed him once more, causing the boy to grunt in pain, but only slightly. The Dreamyard loomed ahead of them, the darkness starting to creep around them even though it was the afternoon.
White gulped and Black said, "Shall we go then?" The two friends crossed the dark meadow, trying to avoid any trainer dumb enough to pick a fight with their combined forces. Eventually, after walking for about three minutes, they noticed that the area was isolated and that no trainers were travelling around. A fog started to creep into the air, like mist, and it was violet in color.
"Is this… Dream Mist?" White asked in a hushed tone, and Black agreed. The mist started enveloping the two friends, and disappeared just as fast. Once the fog was cleared, in the middle of the clearing floated a Pokemon, which was purple in color, and emitted drowsy smog. "Mun…" it spoke, and turned around and moved in a slow sort of pace, as if beckoning them to venture further.
White turned on her Pokedex and scanned the Pokemon; sure enough, the data splattered all over the screen. "Munna, the dream eater Pokemon, it eats the dreams of people and Pokémon. When it eats a pleasant dream, it expels pink-colored mist."
Black peered over White's shoulder at the information displayed on the Pokedex. "Is this Pokemon emitting the Dream Mist that Fennel is searching for?" White nodded. "I would guess so, but who knows? Let's follow it." They traced the violet fog, following the Pokemon to wherever its destination was.
Suddenly, a sharp cry rang across the calm clearing. "Mun!" Black and White broke into a run, dashing across the meadow and skidded to a stop as the witnessed the dream eater Pokemon lying on the ground, a large boot mark imprinted on its magenta hide.
"Release some Dream Mist, you worthless piece of shit!" A man wearing grey robes emblazoned with a shield bearing the letter P, whom they presumed to be a member of the Pokemon liberating organization Team Plasma, stood tall over the helpless dream eater Pokemon. As he prepared his foot for another sharp kick to the side of Munna, a shout blasted from behind the man.
"Hey, stop that! Munna could be seriously injured!" White angrily said as she hated seeing people, even Pokemon, getting bullied.
"So what if it's injured? I'm doing my job, with orders from above. And Team Plasma doesn't need meddlers like you two in our way!" The man growled defiantly. Black glared at him, saying, "You really think you have a right to hit innocent Pokemon and claim to be part of a Pokemon liberating organization?"
The member of Team Plasma snorted. "Our goal is to liberate Pokemon from owners, even if we have to use force! And we need this Dream Mist to persuade the people of Unova, perhaps the whole world if we have to, that Pokemon need to be set free!"
"Your ideals are plain stupid, simple as that," Black continued. "Do I really have to kick your ass to prove that point?"
"You could try, runt! I don't mind if you team up with that girl over there; I'm willing to kick two asses today!" The Team Plasma guy sneered, resuming to kick the Munna one more time before pulling out a Pokeball of his own.
"My Sandile and Woobat are gonna eat you two for breakfast," The man grinned, tossing the two Pokeballs out in the open and releasing a Sandile and a Woobat. Too enthusiastic to start the battle rather than check information about the enemy in the Pokedex, Black and White just tossed a Pokemon each from their arsenal, Drillbur and Braviary.
Before the battle started, White whispered to Black, "I have an idea. Tell your Drillbur to listen to my orders and we can dominate that grunt over there." Black, who was wondering what her plan was, merely nodded, playing along.
"Brav, lift Drill up and fly high up!" The valiant bird Pokemon obeyed, lifting Black's mole Pokemon up in the air where it squealed, flailing blindly as its habitat, the earth, slowly faded in sight.
The Team Plasma Grunt looked high and low, scanning the azure blue skies tinted with a slight metallic grey for a Braviary lifting a Drillbur. "Woobat, look for their Pokemon! Sandile, you'll help me take their backpacks; I'm hungry." The grunt pointed toward Black and White's bags, and his Pokemon obeyed, the bat soaring in the air and the small crocodile diving for their items.
"Now, Brav, throw Drill headfirst at Woobat!" White shouted, and suddenly the mole Pokemon dropped from the sky, slamming its sharp snout on the confused Woobat, forcing it down toward the solid concrete. The Woobat squealed, shuddered, and flopped on the ground, faint with pain. The Sandile watched its comrade's plight and started to run off, but not before White issued another order for her trusty Braviary.
"Brav, use Brave Bird on Sandile!" White commanded, and Black could not help but gawk at the way she carried herself and Pokemon. She emitted a strong aura of confidence that radiated to the people around her, namely her allies. The opponent, the Team Plasma Grunt, was starting to feel the pressure of losing. Just before Braviary swooped down to deliver a head butt to Sandile in a kamikaze fashion, the Grunt retrieved both his Pokemon and started running off.
"What a coward!" Black shouted after him, but he did not respond; he was too focused to running away from the two friends. The Munna gratefully uttered its thanks at them, and floated off toward a bigger, older Pokemon that looked just like Munna, except expelled more Dream Mist from its mouths. Then they slowly disappeared in the same fog that led Black and White to them.
"Return, Brav! Nicely done," White smiled at her Pokemon as it was being sucked back into the red-and-white capsule. Black turned to his Drillbur, about to utter words of praise for his Pokemon like White did for hers, when suddenly his Pokemon started twitching and glowing.
"Drill, what's going on?" Black wondered out loud as his Pokedex started to tingle wildly; the light alerted White, who turned and saw the glowing mole Pokemon.
"Excadrill, the sub terrene Pokemon, it can help in tunnel construction. Its drill has evolved into steel strong enough to bore through iron plates."
"Whoa, that is one cool drill," White commented as the newly evolved Drill beamed in pride. Then the Excadrill started to sniff, and head off in a direction, notifying the two trainers to follow it with their line of sight.
"Where is it going?" White asked Black, but he was just as clueless. Drill stopped sniffing and crawling about, and starting digging down under. White and Black hurried over to the mole Pokemon, who hoisted up a small little bottle containing magenta colored mist that swirled around inside the container, fighting to get outside.
"This must be the Dream Mist that Fennel woman was talking about," Black muttered to White, who nodded in agreement. Black carefully lifted the bottle from his Pokemon and wondered aloud, "Why would the Munna be storing their Dream Mist inside these things?" White took the bottle from him and examined it, discovering a small little symbol of Team Plasma engraved in the glass. "This is a Team Plasma bottle. So I'm guessing we hand this over to Fennel?"
"You got that right, White," Black took the bottle back and the two set off back to Striaton City, where a Gym and a scientist was waiting.
After they had healed their Pokemon in the Pokemon Center, they headed up to Fennel's house just in front of the Pokemon Center, and trudged up the stairs, anxious to get the Dream Mist business over with. When they had reached the end of the stairs Fennel looked up from whatever she was doing and squealed in excitement when she saw the bottle containing Dream Mist, scurrying over to the two friends to grab it from them.
"This is the Dream Mist! Now I can finally enable you trainers to connect with each other in the world using C-Gear!" Fennel exclaimed delightedly. White bore a confused expression upon her face while Black just stood there blankly.
"Um… mind telling us what exactly is C-Gear?" Black asked, and Fennel said, "I already said! C-Gear enables trainers to connect with each other in the world!"
"So… how will this work exactly?" Black questioned again, and Fennel responded, "I already said! C-Gear enables trainers to connect with each other in the world!"
Black shrugged at White, who shrugged back. They were content with their Xtransceivers, Pokedexes and what not, but the idea of C-Gear was too vast and wide. Well, of course they could contact with the professional trainers from Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, and Sinnoh, but it was apparent that C-Gear had just started to originate from Fennel's lab.
"Now, since you two helped me obtain the Dream Mist, I'll be giving two of these C-Gears out to you two for free! Normally I would charge it for $10000 apiece, but I'm grateful for your help, so I'll hand these over to you! I'll go and tell Aurea that I've completed this and inform her to hand these out to new Pokedex owners."
"Alright, thanks a bunch," White and Black accepted the C-Gear gratefully; it could possibly be a useful bit of technology in battles in the future. But as the two friends started to head off to Striaton Gym, a small impish girl wearing glasses too big for her eyes approached them, and spoke in a high-pitched voice, "Before you all go, here's a little something for you!" She handed two sets of Pal Pads, which, as she explained, would allow them to keep track of whoever they had battled or communicated before.
They thanked the little girl and headed downstairs, to the Pokemon Gym, where a green-haired man was waiting…
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