Author's Note:
This chapter introduces one of two details in the story that come off to some readers as a cliché cop-out to good story development. I will inform you right now that this is not the case and that there is a real logical explanation for both these details that will come much later in the story. And by much later, I mean it could be a year or more from the time I'm posting this to the time I will actually reveal them. So just enjoy the wackiness for now. That's why this is labeled "adventure".
Today is 6/6/2015 and this chapter is 700+ words.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, just dream it.
Chapter 3: Wait! You Talk?
Kieren stared with uncertainty at the figure making the loud rumbling noise.
"What is that noise?" Kieren screeched towards his friend down below.
"It's just a motor, Kieren," Melody answered over the noise. "A human machine for fast transportation of whatever or whoever."
As the noise approached, she could distinguish a white object. It had four wheels attached to the base and four poles lifting a white material several feet higher. There was a human sitting in the middle of its frame holding onto some circular device attached to the vehicle. It wasn't a car, Melody figured. She knew what a car was and this was different, but familiar. She had seen some like it before on the green plains marked with flags near the city. She recalled the address - 256 Coastwood Drive, Eon Cityside Country Club - whatever a country club was.
The vehicle slowed to a halt next to Melody. Kieren was about to scream but realized Melody was not panicking. She had been around humans much more than he had and probably knew what she was doing. He then focused on the young man in the strange super-transporter. The man was holding what appeared to be a map. At least that was something he was familiar with. The man scratched his head and studied the map, then glanced over at a piece of paper he held in one hand.
"163D Lakeside, Eon Valley Reserve. Well I don't see a house in sight. There's no homes on this map either." The man was clearly lost. "How am I supposed to deliver these stones tonight if no one can give me the right directions?" asked the frustrated man.
"Stones?" Melody thought. Her eyes darted around until she caught sight of two bins full of evolution stones in the back of the vehicle. "The ceremony!" She had completely forgotten about this man's expected arrival.
"163 degrees clockwise around the lake from the pier. You will see a sign marking where the stones should be placed as well as a ninetails for your aid."
"Why thank you miss," the man said. He turned to look for the girl, but did not find her. "Miss?"
"I'm right here," said Melody, catching the wandering eyes of the confused human.
"Wait! You talk?" the man asked stupefied.
Yes. Melody could speak to humans, as well as read and write. In fact her whole family could, although her younger brother was still learning. It was a family trait that had proved very useful to the Eon tribe, and so the tribe invited them to live in and help manage the reserve. Melody's father handled the reserve's finances, since the reserve also doubled as a business. The Eon tribe was very good at producing natural, highly sought-after medicines, as well as other goods the eevee forms took interest in. They exchanged these goods for human commodities: blankets, grinding mills that could be powered by electric types like jolteon, charcoal, and even the evolutionary stones that were now being delivered. The Lapras of the Lake believed one day the reserve would become a pokemon city. Melody had always wondered how a pokemon city would compare to Eon City. Would it have skyscrapers? Her mother had been to the top floors of Eon City's skyscrapers. She was the negotiator, the sales director, the one in charge of carrying out the transactions. Melody was the messenger. Because she could read and write, she never had to memorize the messages she delivered throughout the reserve, and she also delivered messages and transaction documentation between various business clients. She enjoyed her job. It had allowed her to see much of the local world outside the reserve. Her dream was to one day drive a truck that could carry goods and take her to even greater places.
"Well do you mind hopping in and showing me the way?" the man in the vehicle asked with a genuine friendly smile.
"Sure thing," said Melody. She ran around the vehicle and leaped into a seat next to the man.
"There she goes," Kieren sighed from the tree as the vehicle moved onwards into the forest. It was time to find Celestia's daughter, Katherine.
Author's Note: The stones arrived, and time is running out. Will Katherine hold the answers to Kieren's dilemma? Remember to review and tell me your favorite part (so I know to include more of that sort of thing) or a change you would like to see (because I'm not afraid to make changes and corrections)! Also remember that one review get's you one more chapter this week. The review can be short or long, guest or member, public or private (PM), does not matter. All that matters is that you post something less generic than "You're a good writer!", "This is a great story so far!", or "This story sucks." Keep enjoying your summer! ~Dreaming I'm Latios