Second part of my…special? Apology? Yeah, whatever works ^_^
Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever, own Pokemon. Just my two or three Ocs.
(With Krystee, somewhere far into Viridian Forest.)
Krystee grumbled to herself, wincing as another branch smacked her in the face. Yeah, life was hard. Kiyoshi had returned into its pokeball, after a Weedle had dropped from above and onto its poor bulb. Poor Bulbasaur may have been scarred for life. A screech from above and Krystee tore off to find some trees to hide in. After a walk in through a Fearow's nest, Krystee would be sure to visit the hospital if that occurred again.
'I'm in a nice, warm bed. I never went into a cold, ruthless forest. I never got lost. Crys is across from me, talking in her sleep. When I open my eyes, I'll be safe and calm,' Krystee chanted in her head, hoping that will eventually come true. Her eyes fluttered open and she rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, there's a girl in my room, with long purple hair, a white tank top with black pants," Krystee muttered to herself. The girl turned around, eyebrow up questioningly with her hands on her waist.
"Don't forget her black scarf and the gigantic, cuddly penguin next to her," the girl joked. Krystee smiled to herself before extending a hand towards the other female.
"My name is Krystee Star. And you are?" Krystee asked. The girl smiled, shaking hands with Krystee.
"Kara, just Kara. The big penguin over there is…well, he actually doesn't have a name,"
Kara introduced, her Empoleon squawking, as if blaming Kara for not naming it.
"Well, hello nameless penguin. So, what brings you here, out in the woods?" Krystee asked. She knew that the nameless penguin was an Empoleon, and those were found in the Sinnoh region.
"I'm practicing for a Pokemon Contest in Pewter City. You see, this isn't the first time I've been to Kanto. My hometown is actually in Vermillion City. Unfortunately, I seem to have gotten lost," Kara sheepishly rubbed the back of her head, while her partner just shook his head. Krystee resisted the urge to laugh.
"Well, I guess that makes the two of us. But, I've never actually seen a coordinator before. I come from a family of battlers, so, do you mind showing me a thing or two?" Krystee asked curiously. Kara grinned, nodding her head.
"Sure, I always loved converting trainers into coordinators. Come on Empoleon, let's show her our routine," Kara took several steps back, her Empoleon mimicking her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath while her Pokemon waited anxiously for its trainer's command.
"Alright Empoleon, let's start things off with Bubble Beam! Then use Hydro Cannon! Finish it off with a Drill Peck and Hydropump!" Kara instructed. Krystee watched in fascination as she saw the dozens of bubbles erupt into water vapor by the strong force of the Hydro Cannon. The performance was then topped off with Kara's Empoleon, spinning with its large beak and spiraling water, collided with its previous attack, resulting into the showering of water droplets that surround the Pokemon as it landed gracefully on its flippers.
"That…was amazing! I've never seen such a perfectly executed appeal done before my very eyes," Krystee praised, clapping her hands together. Kara only sighed, returning the Empoleon in its Pokeball.
"Well, that's just it. The competition will only get tougher and harder because this year, I heard that some of the worlds top coordinators will be participating. This is the first year that Kanto will be holding its very first Grand Festival*, after all." Kara let out another sigh, pressing her hand to her forehead. She let out a surprised squeak when Krystee suddenly grabbed her hands, her eyes sparkling with tears.
"Well, you have to try! No matter how many times you fail, which will probably be a lot, you have to work even harder! When I reach the Indigo League, you have to promise me to try and reach the Grand Festival as well!" Krystee cried, tears flowing down her face.
"Erm, uh…ok? Your nose is dripping…" Kara agreed half-heartedly, a little freaked out by the sudden display of emotions.
"Oh yes, you must try harder thank ever before!" Krystee let go, completely ignoring Kara as she started singing(off-key) a song she had made up of never giving up.
"Sure…anyways, what made you so interested about me giving up?" Kara asked, dusting imaginary dust off of her clothes. Krystee froze and began to tremble. Her mind went blank and her fists clenched unconsciously. Kara eyed her new acquaintance nervously.
"Hey, Krystee…you don't have to-" Kara said, however, Krystee interrupted her.
"I-I have to get going! Yeah, Crys will be so worried! Bye, Kara!" Krystee hastily made her way through the trees, not even turning back to meet Kara face to face.
"Well, that was weird…" Kara muttered to herself. She was sure that wouldn't be the last time she would meet the brunette.
(With Crys, in the Pokemon Center)
Crys chuckled along with her new friends. She was currently in a group, petting the nicely combed Ninetails. She had always been one to be social and friendly, yet her only companion back home was Krystee. It wasn't her fault, more likely her over-protective parent's love for her that got in the way. Anyways, she wasn't interested in socializing as she was in interacting with Pokemon.
"Wow, you really must put a lot of effort into taking care of your Ninetails. The fur is so smooth and glossy!" Crys complimented, stroking the Ninetails as it melted in her hands. Its trainer blushed.
"R-Really? I-I guess so…" the trainer shrunk back into her seat in embarrassment while the others laughed at her flustered face. Crys joined them, until she spotted someone she knew.
"Ah, sorry guys, I got to be going!" Crys abruptly stood up, the Ninetails mewling in protest. The others in the group had disappointed faces on.
"Aw, but Crissy!" Crys mentally slapped the girl for the nickname, "You just go here, come sit.!"
"No, I really should go," Crys faked a smile, grabbing her things.
"Really? Well, we'll miss you," a boy smiled, before turning his back towards and chatting with the group once more. Crys glared at his back.
'Liar!' Crys spat in her mind. They wouldn't even notice she was gone when she left. That's why Pokemon are much more affectionate than humans and why she enjoyed their company so much. Putting that aside, she smiled as she walked towards a trainer she had met before with Krystee.
"Penny! So good to see you! Vous devez répondre à mes questions s'il vous plaît!" Crys said excitedly, unable to her excitement. Penny smiled nervously before realizing someone important was gone…
"Hey, where's Gerard?" Penny asked Crys.
"Oh, he's resting in pokeball after some intense training. Krystee should be in Viridian Forest in case you're wondering," Crys responded with a smile. Penny sweat dropped. She nearly forgot about the level-headed(sometimes) brunette.
"Right! Wait, you're planning on entering the contest! You have to drop out! Insanely strong trainers are there and seeing as you're only beginning, you'll get creamed!" Penny said frantically. Crys barely made some words out with Penny's accent increasing as she started talking even faster.
"Well, we'll never know unless we try! So, if you're not participating, what bring you out here?" Crys questioned Penny, her eyes accusing. Penny snapped of her trance and looked at Crys, as if she was inferior.
"That really doesn't concern you," Penny said, stomping back to her room. Crys could only stare after her, her mouth hung open.
"Well!" Crys muttered, turning around to see another person who she was familiar with. Julian was a little surprised that Crys was alone by herself…again.
"Where's my other sla-uh, I mean, apprentice?" Julian corrected himself. Crys could have sworn he was about to say 'slave', but she shook it off.
"She's still out in Viridian Forest. Why?" Crys wondered why he would ask such a question. I mean, it was only seven, right?
"It's 9:30 p.m." Julian pointed to a clock. Crys gaped.
"I uhm…have to go to the bathroom?" Crys tried, hoping Julian wouldn't see through her rushed lie.
"You forgot to call her, didn't you?" Julian stared, as if wondering if this airhead was actually as smart as Krystee said. Crys glared at him.
"No I did not! She's in Pokemart! Now if you excuse me, it's my time of the month!" Crys made her way to the exit.
"But you just said-"
"Ouch, cramps!" Crys cried out, grabbing her stomach, nearing the exit. Julian rolled his eyes.
"The bathroom is the other way," he said, knowing very well that Crys was lying. Crys turned around, her eyes blazing.
"What if I want to talk to nature while I'm going?" Crys yelled, about to leave, "I'll be taking this!" She grabbed the flashlight out of the other trainer's hand.
"Wha-?" the trainer's mouth formed an 'o'. Julian stood in the middle of the Pokemon Center, his amused eyes at the swinging door of the building.
Krystee shivered, under a tree. She knew full well that it wasn't eight, the time Crys should have called her to remind her that it was time to come back. By now, her phone was dead.
"I'm going to make it out alive. I will. If I don't, I will haunt Crys forever. Oh god, I died a kiss virgin! I'm sorry Grandma, I shouldn't have put your teeth in the back yard! I didn't mean for you to get a gum disease, I swear!" Krystee mumbled to herself, rocking back and forth. A bright light flashed to her eyes.
"Krystee?" A faint voice called out.
"Grandma?" Krystee breathed out. She received a smack to the face.
"Oh Arceus Krystee! You've lost your mind! What should I do, what should I do? Your mom will kill me-!" Crys said, crying as she continued to shake Krystee.
"Crys?" Krystee called out softly. Cry stopped, and sniffed as she saw Krystee get up from her beating.
"I'M ALRIGHT! NOW GET ME OUT OF HERE!" Krystee yelled as she pushed down Crys. The flashlight conveniently pointed out the entrance, which was actually just a few feet away, straight ahead.
Krystee made her way back to the Pokemon Center, Crys far behind her. She slumped against the counter, giving Nurse Joy her two pokeballs. Julian smirked as he made his way next to the battered girl.
"So, I take it Crys forgot to call you?" he asked in an amused tone. Krystee glared at the older boy, grabbing him by his shirt collar.
"Next time I get lost, I'll be cursing YOU, 'mentor'," Krystee growled, letting the boy go. He quirked his eyebrow at the mumbling girl, who was making her way to her shared room.
"I'm sorry Grandma, I'm so sorry…" Krystee grumbled under her breath, staggering. Julian wondered where she was raised. A screaming Crys rushed into the Pokemon Center.
"Don't be surprised when a swarm of Beedrills make their way here!" She yelled, pushing Krystee into their room. He rolled his eyes. Oh yeah, she had been raised near that.
* The story takes place about a few years before Ash was born, so new things(technically, old things) will be introduced in this story, entirely made up by me or some others who have thought of this before that I am unaware of.
So, yes. Krystee has gone insane thanks to Viridian Forest, but what can't a good night's sleep cure?
Crys: A LOT OF THINGS!
Yes, yes. So, this is only the second part. Next part will cover the rest of Julian's training…and maybe even Team Rocket's Research? Well…hopefully part of it. Again, so sorry that I had gotten writer's block and a very common, but incurable disease called laziness. Oh, the tragedy…