The lost region of Eos. Where all Pokémon, Kanto through Kalos, reside. This story follows the heartfelt tale of Takuto, Eiko, Temperance, and Thalia, and their journey through the Eos region.
Here's Chapter Two!
Making this chapter was sooo annoying, mostly because I accident x-ed out before saving my work...sigh. Sorry if this seems rushed. I'm just annoyed that I have to rewrite all of that work...
(Recap)
(Takuto)
"Sigh, might as well take a look.." There was irritation clearly in my voice. I couldn't help myself. Even though whatever was going on had nothing to do with me or my Pokémon, it was just common sense to help out those in need. Yeah, I know. It's not exactly the best trait to have. I continued on the rocky and uneven ground, the sound of leaves and gravel being crushed under my feet becoming much more apparent. Noting Buneary tighten her grip, I made sure to keep my upper body still for her sake. Why I'm even following these sounds is beyond me. Ever since I was a kid, I had the habit of helping people and Pokémon that sounded as if they needed help. Shaking my head, I look up ahead, spotting a small clearing up ahead. Upon entering the clearing, I spot something...unexpected to say the least.
(Takuto)
The first thing I note is the sky. Route One is a dirt trail that is covered by tall trees. So, let's just say, I haven't seen the sky in a while. I brought my attention back to the ground where there was a group of Pokémon standing in a circle. They appeared to be looking down at something...maybe a fallen comrade? I couldn't tell, mostly because of the Carracosta blocking our view. I began walking toward the group of wailing Pokémon. Now, when it comes to approaching strangers, human or Pokémon, you always show you mean no harm. There was no doubt that the group of Pokémon had an owner, mostly because Carracostas, from my recollection, can't be found in the wild...or in Eos at all. Since they have an owner, it means that they have the common sense not to attack humans...Good.
"Hey, you guys okay?" Of course they weren't, but if they didn't want my help, I couldn't do anything about that. The Carracosta flinched, turning and holding its arms out. It was protecting something...but I still couldn't see what was there. I took Buneary, who was still hanging onto my arm, and set her down. "Go tell it what's up..." I whisper. The brown rabbit grunted in response and made her way over to the large blue Pokémon. They shared a few...words(?) I guess. And after a moment of silence, the Carracosta set its arms down and moved out of the way. What was brought into my field of view was something I wasn't really expecting. A Trapinch, Shinx, and Petilil were looking down with tears in their eyes. Even though that was rather sad, what surprised me was what the Carracosta was protecting.
A boy, most likely their owner, with sparkling silver hair and pale skin. He had on a solid jacket and cargo pants to match. In all honesty, I could probably spot him a mile away with how he contrasted with the grass. He appeared a few years younger than me because of his height and the face that I could see noticeable baby fat on his cheeks. It was then that I realized what the problem was. His cheeks were entirely flushed and his body was shaking upon further inspection. Ah, now it's making sense. Looking back at Carracosta for a moment, I put a hand up to let it know I still meant no harm. I didn't want it to try and attack me for touching its friend. Bringing my attention back to the boy on the ground, I put a hand on his shoulder and try to shake him awake. No luck. Next I put a hand on his cheek and lightly slap it. Nuh-Uh. I put my hand n his forehead next. Warm...yea, he was obviously sick. Probably on the way to the closest town or village, he passed out. Well, there was no preventing it now. I pulled off the four pokeballs on his belt and set them on the ground. I then glance as the four Pokémon with a slight frown.
"Get in your pokeballs. You too Buneary. I'll take him back. It'll just be annoying if I have to worry about you guys too." I tell them bluntly. Of course, I didn't mean to sound rude, but we were just wasting time as of now. At first, they were all reluctant, with the exception of Buneary who go into her pokeball quickly. The three baby Pokémon entered their pokeballs, but the Carracosta remained defiant. And it was more than annoying. "Can't you see that you're owner is in danger? You'll just be a nuisance if you stay out...get in you're pokeball now, before I leave you behind." Wow, I never knew I could be so harsh, especially to a Pokémon. I probably woke up on the wrong side of the bed or something...the Carracosta could see that as well and slowly entered its own pokeball. Without hesitation, I pick up all four pokeballs and put them in my bag so that they wouldn't get lost. It felt weird taking someone else's Pokémon, even though I wasn't exactly stealing anything. Instead of thinking about something unnecessary as that, I turn my attention back to the silver hair's boy. Silver, huh. It was a rather odd hair color, and it was hard to tell if it was real or not. Shaking my head once again, I pull the smaller boy up as gently as possible and manage to pick him up piggyback style. It was a little embarrassing wearing my backpack so that it was in front, but there was no choice at the time. Putting my hands under the boy's thighs, I assure that he at least looked comfortable before making my way out of the small clearing and toward the Route One path once again. I had no idea where the closest town was, so all I could do was hope that there was someone that could take care humans.
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