Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon. The sole credits go to Nintendo and Game Freak. However, the human characters in the story are mine.
The Weather Orbs
"So Charmander," Alex asked, while they were on the way to the Temple of Legendary Birds, "are there humans in this world?"
"Humans, what is that?" Charmander asked, "Never heard of something like that."
"Humans are..." Alex explained, "well, like us...like me, Claire and Blake."
"No, Alexander Kent!" Squirtle said, "There are no hoomuns in this world."
"Not Hoomuns, Squirtle!" Claire said, "It's Humans!"
"That's what I said." Squirtle said.
"Okay, but you can speak English." Alex said, "That's human language."
"What is English?" Squirtle asked.
"The language you speak." Alex answered.
"Oh that," Charmander said, "that's the language we use to communicate. It was taught to our ancestors by the Ancient Unowns, who were the creators of words."
"This will give me a headache!" Alex groaned.
"Don't let your head wander too much." Blake said, "It's too small to be out on its own."
"I'll take that as a compliment." Alex said, clearly not understanding the sarcasm behind Blake's words.
"Hey, is that the temple you were talking about?" Claire asked, pointing at a shrine-like place made up of glistening ruby, topaz and marble.
"Yes, that's the temple!" Squirtle said with joy.
"Wait, something's wrong!" Bulbasaur said, as a side of the glistening building collapsed with giant bee-like creatures flying out.
The trio rushed at the sight with the Pokémon following them.
An avian Pokémon that looked like a monk was yelling, "Thieves! Thieves! Somebody stop them!"
"I'll help!" Charmander said, "Flamethrower!" A jet of fire blasted out of his mouth and hit one of the Bee Pokémon, who fell on the ground, while others just flew out into the forest.
"What just happened?" Squirtle asked the avian monk.
"That group of Beedrills..." the bird said, "...took the orbs...destruction...doom everywhere!" And then, it fainted.
"I'll go get Nurse Chansey." Squirtle said, "You take care of this Beedrill."
As Squirtle and Claire left to get Chansey, the Beedrill stirred.
"Vine Whip!" Bulbasaur shouted, as two vines elongated from the bottom of his bulb and wrapped the Beedrill.
It struggled to get free, but Bulbasaur's grip was tight. Soon, Claire and Squirtle were back with a light-pink oval-shaped Pokémon who had worn a hat with a red 'plus' sign.
"Where's the patient?" she asked in a matured, feminine voice.
"There!" Charmander pointed at the avian monk.
The nurse mixed a few dried berry-like fruits into a powder and poured it inside the bird's beak. In a few seconds, it opened her eyes.
"Be calm, and take a few long breaths." Chansey said. The bird followed and then noticed the unusual beings standing in front of her.
"So, they came!" she said, "The Protectors of Future finally came."
"What was happening here?" Claire asked.
"Those Beedrills took away the Weather Orbs." the monk said, "Those orbs contain enormous power that can wake up the legendary birds. If they woke up, they will fight, and the world will turn to rubble."
"Maybe, this one can told us about where they have taken the Orbs." Bulbasaur said, now struggling hard to maintain grip, as the Beedrill struggled hard to free itself.
"Ember!" Charmander shouted, firing several pieces of burning coal at the Beedrill.
"Bubble!" Squirtle shouted, as she fired tiny bubbles that exploded on contact with Beedrill's body. Soon, they calmed the bug Pokémon.
"Now, tell us why you guys stole the Weather Orbs?" Bulbasaur asked. But to the answer, Beedrill just buzzed.
"What is he saying?" Alex asked.
"I don't know," Charmander said, "Beedrills are Pokémon with low intelligence. It's rare view to see a Beedrill talking."
"What a help!" Alex frowned.
"Then, why did you said he can tell us about where the Beedrills are heading with the orbs?" Claire asked.
"I thought if they can steal the Orbs, they might be knowing what to do with them." Bulbasaur said.
"Maybe, they don't know what to do with the Orbs!" Blake said, "I mean, they can be simply working for someone who knows how to use the Orbs."
"How can you be so sure?" Alex asked.
"I'm not!" Blake said, "Maybe that's what 'maybe' means."
"But it makes sense!" Squirtle said.
"Even if it does," Claire said, "we have no clue on where to start searching."
"I think I know!" the avian monk said, preening her feathers.
Everyone looked at her. If she knew that already, why had she waited for this long?
"It's just a wild guess, though." the Xatu said, "Anyone who wishes to revitalize the legendary birds, must go to the hibernation sites of the birds."
"Where?" Alex asked.
"The legendary birds rest at three different mountains in the three different islands of this world." Xatu said, "Articuno rests at Mt. Blizzard in Ice Island, Zapdos sleeps at Mt. Lightning in Thunder Island, and Moltres hibernates at Mt. Ember at Fire Island."
"Just for knowledge," Alex said, "do we have to do this?" Claire replied with a death-glare, but Xatu seemed calmed at the question.
"Yes, you have to do this," she said, "because you're meant for this task. You are the Protectors of the Future."
"What's that?" Alex asked.
"It was prophecized that when the Pokémon World will be near to destruction and evil will emerge from the depths of the abyss, the saviours will be called from some other world who will fight the evil and may save the future of the Pokémon world."
"What do you mean by 'may save'?" Claire asked.
"The prophecy hadn't told who will win," Xatu said, "we can only hope!"
"Awesome!" Alex frowned, "We're here to fight for a world whose creatures don't even trust us!"
"Alex, shut up!" Claire said.
"I can understand, Mr. Alexander Kent." Xatu said, "You're new to our world and maybe this is different from yours..."
"Maybe?" Alex shouted, "There's not a single human, and the entire population of this dimension is some unexplained creatures who can use elemental attacks! Obviously this world is different!"
"Please cooperate, Mr. Alexander Kent." Xatu said, "As for what you said about trust, Pokémon only talk to those they trust, or in a few cases, underestimate. You'll never see an uncivilized Pokémon talk to you."
"Don't worry, Xatu!" Blake said, "Alex is just a bit 'scared'."
"What?" Alex said, "I'm not scared!"
"Yes, you are!" Blake said, "You never said such things when you met Charmander, Bulbasaur and Squirtle, but now when you've heard that this Protector thing is life-risking, you are trying to step back by making excuses."
"No, I'm not!" Alex growled.
"Then, prove it!" Blake said, "All of us will split over and head to the islands. This way, we'll save time and accomplish the mission as well."
"Okay!" Alex said arrogantly.
"I'm in." Claire said.
"Wait, Protectors! Xatu said, "You cannot go there alone."
"We'll be having our new friends with us." Claire said.
"The RGB trio are indeed strong," Xatu said, "but there will be much more dangers awaiting you in the islands."
"So, what do you expect us to do?" Alex asked.
"I appreciate Mr. Blake Richards idea of splitting up." Xatu said, "That will indeed save time, but it would be better if you go to the islands one-by-one. The three islands are not too far from each other, hence, you can easily travel from one island to another."
"If you feel like that..we'll definitely do the same." Claie said, "But how'd we know which island to look first?"
"That entirely depens on you." Xatu replied, "Just be careful and wise."
"So, when are we leaving for the islands?" Charmander asked.
"Right now!" Blake said, but Alex added after him, "...just as we can have lunch. I'm really hungry!"
Author's Notes: So, how was the chapter? I am glad for any kind of suggestions or ideas for improvement of my story.