Innocencia at Maturite (Innocence and Maturity)

Summary: This is a Tie-in prequel story with The Fantasy of Reality through the eyes of Remy Anima. After fleeing from his homeland, he began dreaming a mysterious cry from the echoes of his mind. Until, upon meeting the pokemon to their world, it rekindled his shattered soul back to life.

Update: I'm fixing the chapters of this tie-in story.

Chapter 1: New Zealand and Minccino my sister

Dreaming. In an unknown place. Plus, it's with pokemon everywhere. No humans indeed. I'm the only one. Seeing my pokemon friends way back from my days in Sapphire, Fire Red, Heartgold, and Pearl, Oh how relieved I was to feel their embrace. I was apologizing to them that I lost them (indeed I lost those versions of the game too. Leaving me only with black version) to the point I blamed myself for it. Much to my dismay, they forgave me after my honest failure. Until , their promise …

"We will join with you. Don't worry sweetheart." Looking at Jirachi (this one was a female that he fell in love with. The only being that gave him happiness), she passed me an egg.

"What's this?" I asked

"A gift from me. Raise her as how you raised me my love. Cherish her, for she's my child too." I can feel it. It is mixed with her warmth and my own too. "My spirit will be with her," Behind her I see a mysterious figure . "That's the closest as I can get to live with you again. Find me." I am crying much more than I ever cried before. Thus, we gave ourselves our final kiss before I slept to a peaceful slumber.

"I love you. Sachi. I'll find you."

Timeline: 6 days before meeting Lucy. Day 1 at 8 am

It was the next day. I looked at the ship's window to see that the sun was not that bright compared to what I've known in Manila. I stood up to see what's on my table for me to feed since both Oscar and I hold our own rooms. He was paying for my basic needs at the time.

Until, in front of me was … I am startled. "A … Minccino?" I can see a few strange egg cracks on the shirt I was wearing. "Is that … my recently obtained pokemon? "

Nibbling at the pancakes over my plates cutely, its white fur along with its broom-tail makes me adore her. Like those maid arts you see in Japanese anime. Plus, its small little tail waggling the vase dusting off the dirt was very kind of her.

"Morning little fella." Even though my voice can be rough like a lifetime, it was on that day that I sound so young again. "Can I join you?" my voice does sound a bit diplomatic which is cumbersome.

I took a seat and joined her for our pancake breakfast. As she fed herself up, I gave her a pet. I may be hallucinating, but when I felt her solid body and smooth fur, she mewled in glee. I place a hand on her chest to learn it is true that she really is living. I can feel her heart beat. A living pokemon in reality.

Once we finished our pancakes, she cradled over me as I carry her close to my chest. I felt crying a lot of tears. Today, out of my entire life, feeling and carrying a living pokemon in my arms, it was my happiest moment in life ever, something that my past never achieved before. "I see that you also have a pokemon just like me." I turned at the door to see Oscar along with a Smeargle. "To see you cherish pokemon reminds me of my kid … before he passed away. But Remy, how close are you to pokemon?" he asked.

"You can see it for yourself. I feel like it is a gift that cannot be replaced at all." I cradled her while wiping my tears away by my shirt. My lips may be blank straight all the time. But touching her made me smile despite being a faint smile.

"You know what, this pokemon, Smeargle, was the first and last pokemon that my adopted child told me. And I came to admire it. Just how my child showed me pokemon." He sighed. For such an old man, I can see through his eyes and voice that he loved his human child. "You should give your pokemon a name."

A good thought came to my mind. Not only did Minccino's innocence win my heart, but it became my new tree of a name. Plus, she's now like a sister to me that surpasses my other sister.

"Oscar. I have a name for both of us. My last name will be … Anima. Like her Innocent anima." nodding at my approval, he opened the door.

"Come with me." Both I and Oscar climbed to the deck of the ship and had ourselves a viewpoint in the front part of the ship.

While I see Smeargle and Ranui enjoy each other, my partner pokemon woke up, "Good Morning … my cute little Cinna Mint." She wondered on what she meant, "That will be your name from now on, dear little sister." Her giggles and blushing are priceless.

…

After landing on the port, we breathe our first new air. The air for both of us means a new innocent life. My new sibling, Cinna Mint Anima the minccino, climbed on top of my head. I find it nice as I can see lots of fishing boats. Just like the country I lived before, I tried my best to forget it completely. Everything about that place means nothing to me now. But on our first field trip, we traveled to what I would call my true home.

We were riding a van vehicle at that moment travelling north of New Zealand. What surprised me was that every human that I saw has one partner pokemon. I couldn't believe it! The pokemon came to us? Incredible! It's like Sachi, my wife, truly granted my childhood wish. Before, they were just merely dreams to keep me happy and alive back in my unhappy life. But to see them everywhere I could go and hold one in the palm of my hands, my new childhood surpassed my current adulthood. Perhaps, I can rewrite myself again. That will be the theme for my next novel. Even if I'm eighteen now, I'm now blooming new seeds. And that new seed is my sister, Cinna Mint. Later on, we arrived at my new home.

"Well then Mr. Anima, as for the home that you need, I saved a small portion of my old land to you." Oscar showed me his home. I'd say it's not so bad when it looks like one of those containers you can find on the back of big trucks and cargo ships. With the right decoration, it feels very modern with a natural nature touch. Living at the sub urban side of New Zealand is my kind of theme to enjoy. Not like Beverly Hills but It's worth it.

"Since you are new to this place, I'll let you stay and get used to this place for the first three days. As for your stuff and money, you'll receive it tomorrow afternoon." Thus, after I received the keys, he left. It's just me and my pokemon sister. I don't care if I never had any human friends that will only abuse me again. As long as she's with me, she makes my life worth living.

"Mincci …" he seems to be amazed the place. As she jumped off of me, she was sitting on the couch and , just what Pokedex says, cleaning things again. She's getting herself messy again. I'd better clean her up after this. Checking at my bedroom, I changed myself to some home clothing. It is quite a simple white shirt and blue shorts. Nothing too fancy. "Cino!"

And ooofff. She tried surprising me from behind. All I gave was a laugh. "Awww. Isn't that nice sister? You're so energetic! It seems you want a pet again. Don't ya?" Her wink is a teller.

So I carried her over to the kitchen and pet her a lot again. But of course, a little massaging wouldn't hurt. Learning to massaging others was a thing that I remember getting from the past. While her structure seems the same despite her much smaller height, her tail is quite a different. So I only started with her head and fluffy ears. Seeing her relaxed and giving me affection … and importantly, love, restored my shattered childhood. Cinna Mint herself mended the pieces of my heart.

After that though, I checked on the refrigerator if he left something for me to buy with for our dinner. I am likely to get confused with my new environment which is okay since that's living and learning. Right?

Looking at the living room, I got a decently sized LCD TV available. I decided to have a view on what they have available to know. And who knew, I see that even I can make a difference against the nation through the news. That news even came to New Zealand.

Recent news came to see the corpse of what appears to be the body of Remy Sedel. A student from a catholic school near one of the schools of the university belt. He was one of those victims that we saw a few days ago. Sadly, his corpse was found under the Pasig River drowned from the murkiness of the dirty waters. The cops found what they seem to believe one of his literary writings. Saying there that,

Dear Philippines,

After learning the painful truth about the corruption of your society, I came to realize what you guys are truly made of. A bag of slave mongers. And you know what, here's how I see Philippines in General. YOU FILIPINOS ARE AN ETERNAL DISGRACE! How could have the nation fallen to the lust of selfishness that I'll never know. And you know what, I killed myself since I'm tired of being bullied by my own kin, especially the young generation of today. Only if I could just call their Doom Desire and permanently eliminate their race. But after a boiled up anger, I decided to give you my true view to Philippines that they are afraid to be with people that are living differently. As I slice and drown myself below these rivers, I hope that the other nations will start bragging you guys back and realize what it's like to be a slave to the laws of their cultural identity. Hehh … can't wait to see you guys suffer the price of your actions amongst yourselves.

With a message like this from a recently graduated adult, capital nations like Japan, USA, and France gave some demands to the Philippine president that the Filipino society needs to change or their reputation will be left to dust. Some are even fearful that their race will face the genocide that the Jews faced during World War 2 someday. Perhaps the Philippine nation is now under a social crisis. It's either learn or die from their own hands. True to term on how one can make a change. This is news for tonight.

"Min … ccino?"

"It's okay sister. You felt it. Right?" she nodded to my face. "They took away my life. But you gave me new life. That's why that child isn't me anymore. I'm starting anew." As she looks into my eyes, I saw her sympathy to my eyes. Long time I live life frowning, I felt a newborn smile bloom.

"Did you know … I really wasn't alone back then?"

"Min?"

"I had a pokemon before you even came. She was not only a friend. She's the girl I fell in love. Sachi is her name, the girl who saved my innocence."