"My lady? Why are we here again?" Maxwell the Ariados asked.
"The last lead I got lead us here, Maxwell." The orange eyed girl responded.
"The middle of Viridian forest?" The poison type questioned.
"Actually, Kanto in general." The orange eyed girl responded.
"Then why are we here? In the middle of a forest that there is barely anything in?"
The girl didn't respond, instead searching in a bush.
"Don't tell me… Another one of your 'intuitions'?"
The girl still didn't respond.
"My lady, you know you can't rely on those yet, your future sensing abilities do not run in your family, and the last time you followed it, we ended up-"
"I know, Maxwell. You don't need to remind me." The girl interrupted. "It just… I don't know, this one feels different."
"Different h-"
"Alright kid hand over your money, or your Pokemon gets it!"
Both the girl and the Pokemon jumped into the trees. Both of them looked in the direction the voice had come from.
"Come on kid! I said hand it over!" The voice shouted again, followed by the sound of someone getting punched.
"My lady, we should go, this doesn't involve us."
The girl wasn't listening, she was already silently hopping from tree branch to tree branch closer to the sound.
"Oh for the love of-" Maxwell muttered, hopping after the girl.
The girl stopped, watching the scene below her. A man was holding back a boy, no older than seventeen, and another man was holding a Xatu. The Xatu and the boy both looked beat up.
"My lady, let's just go, before they-"
Once again, the Poison type was ignored. The orange eyed girl jumped down, side kicking the man holding the boy, knocking him away.
The Ariados sighed, before jumping down and firing stingers at the other man.
The girl continued to kick and the Ariados continued to fire until both men took off running.
The girl huffed. "They act so tough when they're fighting someone who isn't fighting back."
"Hey," The black haired girl turned to look at the boy. "You alright?"
"Uh, yeah," The boy replied, "Thanks."
"No trouble." She responded, offering a hand to help him up, which he gratefully took.
The boy was wearing a green jacket with a blue shirt underneath, green capris, blue and green shoes, and a backwards cap. His hair was a light brown, and his eyes were a medium dark blue.
The boy took off his back pack, rummaging through it, before pulling out a couple Potions and hurrying over to the Xatu, beginning heal him.
"Here buddy, this'll heal you up." The boy said, spraying a potion on the Xatu's wings.
"Xaaaaaaaaaaa…" The Xatu cried, grateful for the relief.
"Your Xatu ok?" The girl asked.
"Yeah, he should be fine in a couple minutes." The boy replied.
"Good to hear. Well, I think we'd better be going." And with that the girl turned to walk away.
"H-hey, wait!" The boy said, standing up.
The girl turned back. "Yes?"
"Well, you see…" The boy hesitated, rubbing the back of his head. "I'm on a journey to try to figure out what I want to do with my life, but, well, neither Xatu nor I really know how to fight, so… I was wondering if we could stick with you? At least for a while, and you seem perfectly capable of fighting."
The girl hesitated. It'd put him in danger if I brought him along. But I can't just leave him out here, his
Pokemon is hurt. And travelling with him would be a better cover… And I can always split up with him to
investigate leads…
Maxwell stared at the girl as she thought. No, please, don't-
"Well, at least for a while, I guess." The black haired girl responded.
The boy grinned. "Thanks. By the way, I'm Tony. Tony Mathias." He held out his hand.
The girl looked at him for a second before taking his hand.
"Claire Fiether."
As far as you will know…