AN: *walks in nonchalantly with defibrillator* So this story has been revived! Let's start again shall we?
Disclaimer: All I own Pokemon-related are Obsidian and my copies of Pokemon Pearl, SoulSilver, and White.
-Then you fly to Cinnabar Island...-
Obsidian had been catching a few Zs before they set down on the volcanic island. Though, Zekrom had a very creative way of waking up, which Obsidian found himself experiencing when he found himself greeting the ground with his face. He stood up and while brushing himself off, murmured "Ow."
After he looked at the island, he released his Pokemon duo and made a quip about being on Cinnabar's namesake. The Gengar rolled his eyes at the teen's naivety and got to matter at hand. Cinnabar hissed at the Zekrom, "Why'd you bring the kid here? It's dangerous and you haven't said so much as an explanation."
The dragon hummed, obviously ignoring the ghost's accusations. Cinnabar growled and readied a Dark Pulse but the dragon took to the air, giggling madly. Obsidian frowned, "Of all the legendaries, I had to get the bipolar one."
He hung his head in his hands and groaned, "I'm so depressed."
Cinnabar giggled but Excalibur was genuinely concerned and hissed loudly. Obsidian rose from his fake depression and grinned at the snake. The snake ,in response, slapped him, causing him to tumble back. He grinned and aimed a pounce at the grass serpent but found himself on the ground yet again. He murmured, "Oh yeah, high Speed."
Cinnabar rolled his eyes. Despite being fifteen, his trainer was extremely childish. Then again, there was a degree of hilarity to watching a gangly teenager and a ten-foot snake chase each other, Cinnabar thought. Especially when one is faster than the other. Feeling mischievous, the ghost Pokemon disappeared from sight. He reappeared next to his trainer's ear and whispered, "I can see your soul."
Said trainer jumped ten feet into the air, only to be tripped by his Serperior's failed attempt at catching. The Gengar looked at his companion and said in a demonic, "Epic fail."
The Serperior hissed angrily, "It's all your fault! I don't like it here either!"
Cinnabar suggested, "Why don't you lighten up a bit?"
Meanwhile, a very dizzy Obsidian had come to the end of a very long tumble down the dunes. Something poked him and by instinct, Obsidian grabbed the culprit. The culprit yelped and as Obsidian leapt up, he gaped at Obsidian.
The perpetrator was about Obsidian's height and had crazy black hair held back by a simple blue headband. He murmured, "I wanted to make sure you were alive."
Obsidian growled, "Obviously."
This brightened up the guy as he yipped, "Okay, then! My name's Kenko! And yours?"
Obsidian supplied his name and Kenko spoke further, " So why are you here? My friend and I are investigating the legend of Cinnabar Island!"
At this he struck a dramatic pose. Obsidian's eyebrow rose as he asked, "And what exactly is that?"
Kenko shrugged, "I don't know. Kaiick may, though!"
"Kai-ah!", Obsidian's voice was cut off as the over energetic boy grabbed his hand and literally dragged him to his companion.
Said companion was a girl with equally spiky black hair but a mild annoyed expression on her face. By her, was a Weavile who mischievously stuck its tongue out at him. Kenko, meanwhile started chattering away, "Kai, this is my new best friend!"
The girl looked him over as she asked, "Your name, please. Also, what sort of Pokemon do you have?"
Obsidian answered, "My name is Obsidian and I have two Pokemon, Cinnabar the Gengar and Excalibur the Serperior."
She nodded sagely as the pair caught up to their trainer. "This is my Weavile,Deathclaw and Kenko has a Dunsparce...of all Pokemon."
Kenko furiously defended his Pokemon furiously, "There's nothing wrong with Creeper! He's a brilliant para-flincher!"
Obsidian yelled over the two who were just about to get into a fight about...German Koffing? "Why are we here in the first place?"
Kaiick swept her bangs out of her face as she recomposed herself, "We are here to investigate the odd occurrences of this island. Such occurrences would be mirages, rare pokemon appearing here, and et cetera. We've followed our plan perfectly which was talk to an old man in Vermillion and then, fly here. Thanks goodness for Kenko's good nature."
Obsidian asked, "What now?"
She nonchalantly walked to the beach, "Nothing really except to Surf."
Obsidian asked yet again, "Surf?"
That's all he got to say before he was thrown into the water.
AN: R&R!
