GRRR. I just wrote this WHOLE author's note, and my internet went out. Stupid computer. Let me try this again...
HI EVERYONE! There we go. So, I figured I would upload this chapter today seeing as I'm home from school and have nothing else to do. We're all passing illness around to each other, my classmates and I. Fun stuff. And I'll just be too busy the rest of the week with all of my TV show premieres (Castle and GLEE!) Plus Demi Lovato's new album tomorrow. And I'll probably have school work to make up too. But, see, I hate school, it's lame and boring. And I'm a senior, so I've stopped caring about school :P
Anyway, this chapter is pretty signifigant. We meet a new, major character, the main plot is introduced, and we also get a peek at our two new antagonists. How exciting!
So, go ahead and read on. And if you actually read this entire author's note, you are awesome and we should be best friends.
"…Excuse me?"
Ash stared into his wife's emerald eyes. They looked like they were on fire, with what Ash had just suggested.
"Come on babe, it isn't a bad idea."
"Look, Ashy, I know you're all worried about me," Misty placed a hand on her now bigger bump to emphasize her point, "but, as shocking as this may be for you to hear, being pregnant is not a disability. I'm still able to go about my life as per usual."
"I didn't say you couldn't," Ash sighed. "All I suggested was you getting an assistant for the gym. You know, to help you out. Not to battle and stuff. I understand that's your job."
"You're damn right it is!" Misty snapped.
"Misty, don't swear!" Ash gasped. Misty sighed and patted her stomach. Ash was so afraid of the baby picking up on swear words and the like, now that the little thing could hear more of what was going on outside. "And he would only help out with…chores and stuff. You know, like cleaning the gym. Which is stuff you already hate doing."
"You just said he," Misty narrowed her eyes. "You've got something in mind already, don't you?"
"Okay, so his name is Justin…"
"Ash, why do you do this to me?" Misty groaned, grabbing at her head.
"Do what?" Ash folded his arms.
"You always back me into a corner," Misty growled lowly. "You've already got somebody all set up for the job, and they're expecting to start at such and such a date, and how the hell…"
"Misty!"
"Heck," Misty rectified, "am I supposed to say no?"
"You could say no if you want," Ash shrugged.
"What, and make myself look like a bitch?"
"MISTY!"
"Fine," Misty rolled her eyes. "Just tell me about this…guy."
"Right. His name is Justin. He's a young kid; he's only 20 years old. Anyway, he's the son of somebody I work with at the Pokémon League; Mark. He's really fun, for an older guy. This one time…"
"Ash, get to the point," Misty tried her hardest not to snap.
"Okay. So, Mark is always telling me how Justin is looking for some kind of job. He loves Pokémon, and is really good with kids. You know, just in case we ever need him to look after Aiden and Michelle."
"You're hiring him to be my assistant, not a personal babysitter," Misty commented.
"Yes, but an assistant does what their boss needs them to do," Ash interjected. "If you need him to watch the twins, he'll do it for you."
Misty groaned and furrowed her brow. She really didn't want to have an assistant, but she knew that if she didn't get one, Ash would never shut up about it.
"Alright, fine," Misty sighed, putting her hands down in defeat. "Hire him, if only to make the kid feel good. Because I really don't need an assistant."
"You're not gonna regret this honey!" Ash beamed, giving Misty a giant kiss on the lips. "Trust me!"
Misty growled lowly and mumbled under her breath, "pain in the ass."
"I heard that! And stop swearing!"
XXX
Misty couldn't help but to survey the young man standing right in front of her. He was supposed to become her assistant, after all. She had to make sure he was…acceptable.
Justin was a tall, somewhat muscular 20 year old. He had light brown hair, shaggy but not quite hanging in his bright hazel eyes. He was dressed rather neatly, and had a nice set of lips that seemed to be set in a permanent little smile. Misty actually found him rather cute.
"So…you're Justin," Misty began lamely.
"Yes ma'am," Justin replied, causing Misty's eyes to grow wide.
"Ma'am?" She repeated before shuttering. "Ugh, that makes me feel old. You can just call me Misty." Justin hedged a little bit. "Unless that makes you uncomfortable…"
"No, Misty is fine, if that's what you want me to call you," Justin smiled nervously. Misty felt bad. The poor boy seemed quite skittish. She wish she knew of a way to get him out of his shell, but her children were very extroverted. Misty didn't have much practice in coaxing shy people.
"Mommy!"
Misty looked over her shoulder and found Aiden racing towards her. He latched onto her leg, hugging it tightly as he looked up at her with adoring brown eyes.
"I'm busy right now sweetheart," Misty whispered. Justin, meanwhile, had averted his gaze down towards the little boy.
"But I wanna play with my cars," Aiden frowned, "and I need to use your belly as the hill!"
Misty's face flashed a very fierce shade of red. "Aiden…not right now…"
"Hey there little buddy," Justin greeted. Aiden's head snapped up, and he stared confusedly at this tall stranger. "You like playing cars?"
"Uh huh," Aiden nodded feverously. "And see, my Mommy's got a big tummy, 'cause there's a baby in there. I like to use it as the hill where the cars have to cross over!" If possible, Misty's face became even redder.
"Well, that sounds like fun," Justin grinned at the child. Aiden smiled and moved closer to Justin, causing Misty to gasp inwardly. Aiden wasn't always this receptive to people he didn't know. Justin seemed to be a miracle worker! Why, Aiden hadn't even attempted to kick any part of Justin's body!
"You're very good with kids," Misty noted aloud, nodding softly. Justin looked back up at her and smiled.
"Thanks. I'm the oldest in my family, so I'm used to it. If you ever needed, I could watch the twins for you."
Misty was about to say he didn't have to, but he really seemed like he'd be great with the twins. Maybe having a personal assistant wouldn't be so bad. She couldn't inform Ash of that, however.
"Would it be alright if you started working tomorrow?" Misty asked.
"Not at all," Justin beamed. "Whenever is fine for you."
"And you're obedient," Misty murmured so quietly that Justin hadn't taken notice. He was too busy talking to Aiden. "This could work out very nicely."
XXX
"Misty, I was just wondering when your next doctor's appointment is."
Misty looked up from her paperwork at Ash. She was sitting at the desk in her office, filling out forms for the league while Justin re-organized her cabinets.
"You have to ask this in front of Justin?" Misty asked quietly. "He doesn't want to hear about this stuff."
"Oh, I don't mind," Justin smiled at the pretty red head. "But, if you want me to leave, I will."
"No, you can stay here sweetie," Misty smiled at the young man. "Thank you though." Ash gaped at Misty, clearly offended that she had just called her assistant "sweetie." Misty, in turn, rolled her eyes and went back to her work. "Oh, get over it. I call everyone sweetie. Including gym challengers."
"Fine. But seriously, when is your next appointment?"
Misty sighed and put her pen down yet again. "Why do you want to know so badly?"
"I…I want to know the gender," Ash frowned and jumped up and down a little, like a child. "I have to get started on the nursery and I want to know what we're having before I start."
"I told you we can just make it gender neutral," Misty shrugged. "I really don't mind. Besides, I didn't really want to do pink or blue this time anyway. And…you know that last time I went to the doctor, the baby was being difficult and wouldn't let us see what it was. Not for nothing, I haven't felt much movement recently. Not enough to indicate that it's turned, anyway. Just flutters."
"Could I…maybe suggest something?" Justin suddenly piped up. Ash turned to look at the younger man, and Misty simply grinned at him.
"Of course you may," Misty gave a little nod.
"Well, just judging by the way Misty is carrying," Justin explained, sounding rather knowledgeable on the subject, "I would go ahead and say she's having a girl."
"You think a girl?" Misty asked, somewhat in awe.
"Maybe that's true," Ash addressed Justin, "but my father's intuition is telling me it's a boy. What do you say, Misty?"
"Well, to tell you the truth, I kind of think it's a boy. I mean, I've been feeling a lot of movements lately. Like…a lot. And when I was pregnant with the twins, Aiden was always the one bouncing around. Michelle just liked to stretch. So, just going by that, I think it's another boy. Aside from that, I'm just feeling boy. I've already had one or two dreams where the baby was a boy."
"See?" Ash beamed, "so…a boy!"
"No," Misty furrowed her brow, "that doesn't prove anything."
"So when's your next doctor's appointment?" Ash asked again, still bouncing on his heels.
"This Friday you two year old!" Misty snapped. Justin panicked slightly, the sudden shout causing him to drop a folder on the floor. "Oh, I'm sorry Justin. Excuse my hormones and idiot husband." Ash glared at Misty.
"It's quite alright," Justin smiled before returning to his work.
"So…Friday?" Ash sighed.
"That's what I said."
"Great! I'll make sure to clear my schedule for the day."
"Oh boy," Misty smirked, pressing a hand against the center of her stomach.
"Is it moving?" Ash smiled.
"Mmhm," Misty nodded. "It's still not enough to feel on the outside, though."
"You must be excited to feel the baby move, right Mr. Ketchum?" Justin asked spritingly.
"You can call me Ash," the Pokémon master smirked, "and yes, you'd be right. I can't wait! It's only a matter of time now, though. Misty said it's been getting stronger and stronger, almost every day."
"That's right," Misty nodded. "But you're not gonna' be able to feel your baby move if you don't get out of my office and let me finish this stupid paperwork."
That was enough to send Ash running like a Rapidash.
XXX
Friday eventually came. It was very slowly, but it came. Even Misty couldn't deny that she was excited by the prospect of finding out the baby's gender. She just wanted to start calling it he or she already.
"I just can't wait!" Ash squealed, rubbing his cheek against Misty's shoulder. The gym leader smiled and brushed her fingers against his cheek before leaning down to peck him on the cheek.
"Honey, I think you should be the one having this baby," Misty mused playfully. "You're always so excited at these appointments."
"If I could I would," Ash smiled at her. "You know that. But I'm just so excited to find out if it's a boy or a girl." Stopping to think for a moment, he pried, "you really think it's a boy?"
Misty grinned sheepishly before nodding her head and replying, "I do." Ash became visibly excited, even more so than before, and it prompted a playful eye roll from Misty. "What will you do if it's a girl?" Misty questioned, "You're not going to be disappointed, are you?"
"Of course not!" Ash grew slightly wide eyed at the inquiry. "You know how much I love Michelle. Another daughter would be very special. Yes, I would definitely have more in common with a boy. You know how close Aiden and I are. But Michelle is my little princess. So I'm happy either way."
Before Misty could respond, Dr. Aaron emerged, calling the couple back into the examination room. Ash pulled Misty up and practically down the hallway. She laughed the entire time, trying to free herself from Ash's grip.
"Ugh, you're too strong!" Misty giggled girlishly. Ash turned towards her and enveloped the gym leader's body into a hug, kissing the top of her head.
"You're still so thin everywhere," Ash murmured. "Except for your belly. That's getting nice and full."
Misty gave him a dissatisfied pout, to which Ash chuckled and gave her another delightful kiss.
"Well, I see that having another baby on the way has done nothing to hinder your relationship," Dr. Aaron's voice broke in, a teasing smile plastered on his face.
"Nope," Ash shook his head, his eyes shining as brightly as the moon. "It only makes me love her even more."
"Okay Romeo," Misty scoffed, gently flicking Ash's cheek. "You're going to make everyone physically ill with your lovey dovey nonsense."
"So today is try number two as far as finding out the gender is concerned," Dr. Aaron murmured as he checked over his charts. Looking up from the papers, he smirked at Ash and Misty and added, "This one is already a bit of a trouble maker, huh?"
"Yes, taking after his or her father," Misty patted her stomach, earning a gentle glare from Ash.
"Well, let's hope the little one is feeling a bit more cooperative today," Dr. Aaron chuckled, nodding towards the familiar examination table. "You know what to do, right Misty?"
"Of course," Misty smirked. "I've been through this enough times."
She climbed up onto the bench and pulled her shirt up, revealing her four months pregnant belly. Ash was drawn to it like a magnet, pressing sweet kisses all over the exposed flesh and tickling the sides, which caused Misty to giggle. Ash pulled away and grinned at his wife, who was now pink in the face.
"You've always been so ticklish," Ash cooed. "And it always seems so much worse when you're pregnant…"
"Please don't use that against me," Misty begged softly, with a playful quiver of her lower lip. In return, Ash laughed and leaned forward to give Misty a sweet, chaste kiss.
As soon as Ash moved, Misty felt the cold gel hit her skin, and she shivered visibly, even letting out a little shriek for effect.
"Gah!" Misty squealed, her hands tightening into fists for a quick moment before relaxing. "Yeah, I'll never get used to that."
Dr. Aaron smiled at the pretty gym leader and ran the wand over her stomach. The three all turned towards the screen, searching for the baby. Of course, Dr. Aaron was the first one to locate the unborn child.
"There it is," he smiled, pointing at the figure. "See how much bigger it is?"
"It definitely looks like a baby now," Ash beamed, his eyes sparkling.
"So…what is it?" Misty asked hopefully. "Can you tell?"
Dr. Aaron squinted at the screen and stayed like that for quite some time. Ash and Misty exchanged concerned looks. Could their baby really not have moved at all?
"It's still not in a great position," Dr. Aaron continued, "but…I think I can see what it is…"
"Really?" Ash gasped. Misty grabbed for his hand, her eyes shining so brightly they looked like glass.
"Yes…" Dr. Aaron replied slowly, before giving a single nod. "Do you want to know?" The last part was supplemented by a devious little smirk.
"Of course we do!" Misty giggled. "Tell us! We've been waiting long enough."
"Alright." Dr. Aaron studied the screen again before announcing, "Well Misty, it looks like you're having a little boy."
"A boy?" Misty whispered. Ash gripped her shoulder rather tightly, earning a happy grin from the pretty gym leader.
"Well," Ash beamed, "time to start looking at boy's names!"
XXX
The couple returned home that afternoon to find Aiden and Michelle roaring with laughter as they chased after Justin, who had agreed to watch the twins. Misty smiled at the scene, feeling quite glad that Justin was so good with the children. It made her feel bad for not wanting his help at first.
"Hey you guys," Ash greeted merrily in order to announce his and Misty's return. Aiden and Michelle both looked up and shrieked excitedly, dashing over to their parents.
"Pick me up!" Michelle demanded, jumping up and down in front of Misty. The gym leader smiled and attempted to bend down, but Ash was quick to wrap an arm around her expanding waistline and pull her back up. In response, Michelle frowned sadly and began to sniff.
"I'm sorry baby," Ash sympathized, kneeling down to encircle the child in his arms and lift her up. "But Mommy isn't allowed to pick up you or Aiden right now. It isn't safe for the baby."
"Okay," Michelle sulked, resting her cheek on his chest.
"Did you guys find out what the baby is?" Aiden asked as he approached his parents, Justin closely following the young boy.
"As a matter of fact, we did," Misty smiled glowingly.
"Ooh, what is it, what is it?" Michelle suddenly cheered up in Ash's arms. She was squirming with excitement, her little lips bent into a ravishing smile. Aiden, meanwhile, was jumping up and down, jabbering on about what it could possibly be.
"It's a boy!" Ash announced proudly, the two children settling down to absorb the news.
"Aren't you two excited?" Misty inquired. "You're going to get a little brother!"
"Well, I kind of wanted a sister," Michelle frowned for a moment before her face became indifferent, "but I guess a brother is okay too."
"What do you think Aiden?" Ash asked.
"That's good," Aiden nodded. Ash and Misty were a little concerned over the boy's lack of emotion on the subject. This apprehension was quickly dissolved, however, when Aiden scurried forward and placed a hand on Misty's knee and looked up curiously at the gym leader. "Can we play cars now?"
Misty scoffed and playfully rolled her eyes. "We should've known," the red head murmured as she glanced over at Ash, "he's just happy so long as he can keep using my belly as a plaything!"
XXX
"Mr. Ketchum!"
Ash spun around and knit his eyebrows. Justin was hurrying over to him, the younger male's hazel eyes glinting with something Ash quickly picked up on. He recognized it so easily as the look was one that often appeared in Ash's own eyes.
Determination.
"I told you it was alright to call me Ash," the Pokémon master tried to hold back a laugh. "And what's up, Justin?"
"There's something I'd like to ask of you, sir," Justin continued, his eyes lowering slightly.
"Sir?" Ash rubbed the back of his neck. "You're all about being proper, aren't you? No one's really called me that before."
"Does that make you feel old too?" Justin blinked. "Because your wife said being called 'ma'am' made her feel old."
"Well, Misty is Misty," Ash smirked. "You don't mess around with her. I, on the other hand, don't really care. You can call me whatever makes you comfortable."
"Uh…thank you…Ash," Justin replied, his face reflecting a sense of surprise.
"Now, what is it that you wanted to ask me?"
"Well, you see, I caught a new Pokémon not too long ago, and I really wanted to do some special training with him…"
"I see," Ash interrupted, a smirk appearing on his face. "You want to battle me."
"Oh," Justin was taken off guard again. "Yes, actually. But I understand if you don't have time."
"Of course I have time!" Ash clenched his hand in a sign of fortitude. "I'm the Pokémon master. It's my job to encourage trainers to keep on battling and trying their very best!"
"Wow, thanks so much!" Justin grinned, his hand reaching towards his belt to remove his chosen poke ball.
"So, what kind of Pokémon is it?" Ash asked, his eyes glinting with curiosity. He may have been nearly 27 years old, but when it came to Pokémon, Ash was still just a kid at heart.
"I'll show you," Justin replied as he pressed the poke ball's center button, "come on out little buddy!"
A blue light emanated from the sphere, travelling towards the ground and eventually materializing into a small, blue, dog like Pokémon with young, curious eyes and a happily wagging tail.
"Whoa, a Riolu?" Ash gasped.
"Yeah! I found him in the woods near my house."
"That's amazing, considering how hard it is to find Riolu in the wild," Ash mused brightly. "Was he hard to catch?"
"Yeah, he put up a pretty good fight," Justin smiled fondly at the thought. Riolu spun around and grinned happily at the young man, clapping his little paws together. "I can tell he's got lots of potential. We just need to do a lot of training, that's all. But he makes a really loyal partner, I can tell you that."
"Well, Riolu are well known for being faithful companions," Ash nodded. "Energetic and playful too. This one seems like he's got a jolly nature to him as well!" At this, Riolu hopped back around and yipped cheerfully.
"Wow, you sure do know a lot about Pokémon," Justin complimented Ash.
"It is a big part of my job," Ash winked expressively. "So, ready to battle?"
"Sure am!" Justin replied confidently before looking around curiously. "But uh…where's your Pokémon?"
"That's an easy one," Ash chuckled deftly. Glancing over his shoulder, he called "Pikachu! I need you!"
Within moments, Pikachu came scurrying over to his trainer, cheeks sparking dangerously with his beady black eyes narrowed in disdain. Both Justin and Riolu became slightly uneased by the electric type's defensive stance, which Ash relieved by laughing heartily.
"Ease up Pikachu," Ash smiled down at his partner, who in turn relaxed. "I'm not in any danger. I just need you for a battle, that's all."
"Pika!" Pikachu cried indignantly as he glared up at the master.
"I'm sorry buddy!" Ash apologized, holding his hands out in surrender. "I didn't mean to frighten you, okay?"
"Ka," Pikachu sighed before trotting ahead of Ash and standing in front of the trainer. He looked Riolu over, smirking at the emanation Pokémon. Riolu, in turn, squeaked softly and moved closer towards Justin.
"Hey, don't get intimidated little guy," Justin patted Riolu's head, "you'll be just fine! All you have to do is try your very best."
"Ri," Rilou yipped softly before shuffling forward nervously.
"Why don't you have the first move?" Ash suggested. "I'd like to see how strong Riolu is, and some of the moves he knows."
"Sure thing," Justin gave a single nod before calling, "Riolu, let's try quick attack!"
"Ri!" Rilou dashed forward at rapid speed, Pikachu's ears perking up into an alert stance.
"Dodge it Pikachu," Ash ordered calmly. Pikachu bobbed his tail in affirmation before sliding out of the way of Riolu's attack. The fighting type skidded to a halt, his little head whipping back and forth in bewilderment.
"It's okay Riolu," Justin assured. "Give force palm a try!"
"Lou?" Rilou gazed at Justin with a worried expression. The brown haired trainer hedged slightly, but soon smiled and encouraged Riolu to go on. Whimpering softly, the small Pokémon ran up to Pikachu and held his arm out, a ball of light green energy forming in the palm of his paw. Pikachu ground his teeth and prepared to jump out of the way, but all of that would soon prove unnecessary.
The sphere of light died out just as quickly as it had appeared, causing Riolu to squeak and frown at his paw.
"What happened?" Ash asked quietly.
"Well, Riolu just learned that move fairly recently," Justin explained. "I've been trying to help him get the hang of it, but so far, no luck."
"I see what the problem is," Ash replied after a moment of thought. He approached Riolu and knelt down in front of the emanation Pokémon, smiling at the panicked little thing. "Hey, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you, promise."
"Ri?" Riolu looked into Ash's bright russet eyes, his own red orbs sparkling with some sort of untraced emotion.
"You want to learn how to use force palm, don't you?" Ash inquired kindly. Riolu breathed out but quickly nodded his head, black mask protrusions swaying as he did so.
Glancing up at Justin, Ash began to clarify, "it's exactly what I thought from when I first saw him. Riolu is still just a baby. You're right in the fact he definitely does have a lot of potential. For now, it'll just take him a little longer to learn new attacks than most Pokémon, because he's so young."
"Oh, I get it now," Justin folded his arms. "That makes a lot of sense! Sorry about that Riolu. We'll take it slower from now on, okay?"
"Ri, ri!" Riolu cheered, his tail wagging blissfully.
"You're such a cutie," Ash cooed, brushing his fingers against Riolu's cheek much like he would to one of his children. Riolu sighed in contentedness before closing his eyes and grabbing onto Ash's wrist. The Pokémon master felt an electric surge travel up his arm, causing him to shut his eyes and groan in pain.
"Are you alright Ash?" Justin asked worriedly.
Ash took a few deep breaths and the pain soon subsided. He nodded slowly before opening his eyes and looking up at Justin with a smile to ensure the younger man he was alright. For some reason, however, that seemed to freak Justin out even more.
"Everything okay?" Ash posed curiously.
"Y…your eyes…" Justin stammered.
"What about them?"
"Th…they're…gl…glowing…"
"Huh?" Ash blinked.
Justin whipped out his cell phone and aimed the camera at Ash, snapping a picture. He knelt down next to the Pokémon master and showed him the screen. Ash gazed at the phone and gaped at his photo.
Indeed, his eyes were smoldering a bright, intense shade of blue.
"Crap," Ash muttered his breath, "the aura!"
"The what?" Justin turned towards Ash.
Ash sighed and began to collect his thoughts. He didn't really want to explain this to Justin, but it seemed that now he didn't have a choice. Justin wasn't going to believe that Ash's eyes glowing was simply nothing.
"Aura is something every human and Pokémon has," Ash began. "It's considered their essence. But some people and Pokémon's aura is stronger than others. Riolu's is stronger because they and Lucario are able to learn aura based attacks. Therefore, they're able to control the aura more forcefully than other Pokémon. As far as humans are concerned, their aura is stronger when they are direct descendents of people known as aura guardians."
"Aura guardians?" Justin repeated before his eyes grew wide in realization. "Does that mean…"
"I'm the descendent of an aura guardian," Ash finished for the shocked young man. "I could have been an aura guardian myself, if I'd chosen to focus on honing my power. But I didn't want to give up on my dream of becoming a Pokémon master. So I never took up the chance. I can still use my aura, though."
"So how did Riolu bring it out of you?"
"Well, like I said before, Riolu and Lucario can learn aura basked attacks. Their sense of aura is quite strong, so they're able to bring it out of people who have a strong aura."
"That's pretty amazing," Justin beamed. "Misty must love being married to someone with such a great power!"
Ash bit the inside of his cheek and looked away from Justin. Riolu sensed a disruption in Ash's aura and, frowning, removed his paw from Ash's wrist. The Pokémon master's eyes stopped glowing and returned to their normal chocolate brown color. Justin observed Ash's poignant expression and raised a curious eyebrow.
"What's wrong?" Justin asked quietly.
Sighing, Ash raised his head and murmured, "Misty has no clue about any of this. She doesn't know I have these powers, and she doesn't even know what aura is."
"Are you ever going to tell her?" Justin whispered back.
Ash thought for a short moment before shaking his head.
"No."
XXX
"Well well, this is an interesting development, now isn't it?"
A silver haired man chuckled as he gazed at the screen where Ash and Justin could be seen talking to one another. A younger, navy haired man looked up curiously at his counterpart, sky blue eyes glinting with perplexity.
"What do you mean, sir?"
"Well, it's just as I thought. The Pokémon master has ties to the aura guardians."
"Yes. But what will you do with a grown man?"
"Nothing, of course." The silver haired man stood up and approached a switch board covered in various buttons and controls. He pressed a few, causing a three dimensional map to appear in midair. Chuckling quietly and mischievously, the sinister man examined the map as a bright blue marker appeared on the neon green grid.
"Then what is the point of all of this, Master Loki?"
Loki breathed out and turned towards his navy haired inferior. "Do you know, my dear Castor, that aura is an inherited trait?"
Castor glanced away for a moment before shaking his head. "No sir, I wasn't aware. What good does that do this, though?"
"Castor, just think about it," Loki sighed, flicking some other controls on the switch board. Two other markers appeared before the bright blue one; one red and one yellow. "A strong sense of aura is passed on from parent to child. The power of an aura guardian's descendents never dies."
Castor examined the two new markers and suddenly came to understanding. "You mean…"
"Yes," Loki grinned deviously. "The Pokémon master's children have aura as well."
That's right, I'm bringing the aura into this. I love the aura stuff, I find it really interesting. So let's see where this leads us, kay?
So, I know this chapter, there was ALOT to take in. Any questions, thoughts, comments, just leave a review! I like to hear everyone's opinons. So, for now, you all just do that, keep rocking, and I'll see you all next time!
