Last Chapters: Ash and his friends, with Kites suggestions, decided the route to take on their journey to Delta City. Kite revealed he wanted to go-to Leyalin to see "her" and that he had a house there. Kite then challenged Ash to a Pokémon battle and intentionally lost to him when he ordered his Gardevoir, Moon, to lose.

Author Notes: WingsofRain, the girl who I based Kiri off of, has just published her own Pokémon fan fiction, (Two halves of a whole) and I got to say, it's really really good. Like, Sange gives his thumbs up good…..so yeah…go read it or Sange will eat your soul :D

Link: .net/s/5478790/1/Halves_Make_a_Whole

Also, I just want to say, if anyone finds that Leyalin is based off a place, real or fiction, can you please tell me? The name randomly popped into my head when I was making the map of the Southlands, so I don't know if it was some weird subconscious remember thingy…

This chapter is going to be a bit scatterbrained than the others, but there are some important things in this chapter…like really important.

"Well folks, take your last look at Port Savo. Last time you'll see the ocean till we hit up Leyalin." Dean said from the front of the group. Dean leaned against his walking stick and looked out at the clear blue ocean towards the north. He had on a black bandana as a headband and his long hair was whipping around in the wind.

Everyone took one last look at the port town that was their home for the past few days. But now their home was the land itself. Everyone knew that the road ahead would be a tough one. Kite had described the dangers of the southlands to them the day before, but it was one thing to just here about it, another to experience it.

"It had a nice beach.." Kiri said with a sigh.

"There was a good gift shop." Ash said. May blushed and looked over at Ash, and then she rubbed her hand over the blue bandana that was wrapped around her head.

"They had good bathrooms…." Sange said in a very sad voice. Everyone turned to look at him.

"Sange, you're the weirdest Pokémon I've ever met…." Dawn said beside him.

"It's just part of my natural charm, I own all the charm in this fic, so I stole all of yours."

"Sometimes I wish you would just drop dead." Kiri said with a sigh. "Like death by zombie's or something…"

Everyone immediately thought of that scenario.

A huge zombie hoard ran down the alley way. Hundreds upon hundreds of undead moved as a single mass, spreading death and terror wherever they went. Suddenly a door in front of the hoard exploded open to reveal Sange with a hockey mask and chainsaw. He started the chainsaw and let out a maniacal laugh.

"You f**kers are dead now MUHAHAHAH!"

Everyone shuddered at the thought of Sange enjoying himself in the face of a zombie apocalypse.

"Hey you brought it up!" Sange said to Kiri.

"Well you're still annoying!" She fired back.

"Well you have a dumb yellow hat!"

There were several gasps from the group. The Pokémon and the teenager stared at each other for perhaps half a second before jumping towards each other and starting a fight. A large dust cloud immediately formed and the only thing everyone could see were hands and feet flying around.

"You're still a drunk!"

"Least I don't freak out around Gardevoirs!"

"Oh yeah? Say that to my face!"

"I AM!"

Everyone sweat-dropped and tried to ignore the two of them as they beat the crap out of each other. Dean turned back around and tried to hide the grin on his face.

"So…ummm…yeah…where is Kite?" May asked. Their guide had strangely disappeared while everyone's attention had been on Sange. Dean pointed down the road towards the south.

"He's looking ahead trying to find us a place to camp out; he wants to take it slow for the first day."

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"So it's purple?"

"No, It's black with purple tips." Zach said over the radio.

"Do you always change your hairstyle after going to a Halloween party?"

"No, only when I get drunk and I wake up with my pants gone and-WHAM!" Kite tried to suppress his grin as he heard Zach let out a string us cuss words.

"For god's sake man, put a hat on, I don't want one of the people working for me have purple hair." Willow said. Zach rubbed the spot where she had slapped him and put on a green beret.

"Anyways, Kite, do you have a route you're going to take?" She asked him.

"Once we hit Palmer, we are planning to hit up Leyalin and the head south towards the Springs."

There was a short pause over the radio. Kite took that moment to stop walking and survey his surroundings. He had left the road a few seconds ago to try and find a suitable place to camp out. All around him, he could see the signs of a forest approaching. Small to medium trees dotting the landscape with grassy fields separating them. Kite walked towards a large tree and sat down in it's shade.

The sounds of the forest gently lulled him into a state of calm as he listened to the birds chirp and wind blow through the trees. He looked up and watched as a flock of wild Pidgey flew overhead, looking for a tree to rest in. Watching the flying Pokémon made him remember the first time he had seen this part of the southlands. It was also the first time he had flown in a plane with Zach.

Flashback start

"So yeah If they have any chance of winning the cup this year, they need to simply drop Mullins and concentrate on a better pitching game and-" The plane tipped on its side as a gust of wind caught the underside of one of the wings, blowing it up. Zach responded by pulling a full barrel roll. "-then work on a better offense team and that's that!"

Kite zipped the barf bag up and hoped that his bowls were finally under control.

"Whoops hang on, updraft." Zach said from the pilot's seat.

Kite sighed and reached for another bag.

Flashback comes to an abrupt end for good reasons.

"So do you have anything else to add?" Willow said.

"Huh? Oh, anything on our database being hacked?"

"No, but as a precaution, I've put out that all Data pertaining to this case goes through Zach only."

"Fair enough, out."

"Good luck, command out."

Kite took the earpiece out and placed it inside his bag and got back to his feet. He still had to find a nice place to camp at for the night. He began to walk through the woods again, making sure to stay near to the road. Although he was an experienced commando who could still tell you what direction north was if you blindfolded him and spun him around 200 times, the Southlands always seemed to have another trick up its sleeve for getting people lost.

After walking for several minutes, Kite found the perfect spot. In front of him was a grass covered meadow with several tall trees standing guard over it. On one side was a small rise that gave the area an almost "throne room" like atmosphere. To make it even better, Kites trained ears could hear a babbling creek past a clump of trees. He went to investigate and found a large pool of water with a gentle current. He smiled and splashed some of the cool freshwater into his face.

"Yup, this will work."

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About an hour later, Kite flagged the group towards the campsite he had found. As they walked towards it, Kite noticed Kiri and Sange looked like they had just been through a war.

"What happened between you two?"

"I fell on a stick." They both said at the same time.

"Must have been a big stick…"

"It was a log." They both shot an evil look at each other before walking to put their stuff down, as far away from each other as possible.

"Those two are going to end up shooting each other tonight." Dean said as he walked up beside him. Kite laughed.

"Sange always wants to kill someone, he keeps around a list." Kite lowered his voice.

"Are we being followed?"

Dean shook his head.

"Alright….well that's one good thing…" He brought his voice back to normal levels. "If you need me, I'll be down at that river."

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The trickling of the creek in front of him did wonders as he slowly pushed his body and mind into a meditation state. Kite sat cross legged on a rock that was in the very center of the pool of water. He was about to start meditating when he heard someone approaching.

"Hey Kite, mind if I take a bath over here?"

Kite craned his neck to see Kiri in her swim suit and large yellow hat standing on the edge of the water. In his mind he sighed because he had wanted to meditate, but she had asked nicely.

"Go ahead lass." She smiled, and took off her hat, causing her hair to become much longer. The black hair almost went down to the young woman's waist, giving her a very different look. Kiri caught Kite staring.

"What?"

"Nothing, just never seen you with your hair down, even when I first saw you on the boat."

Kiri laughed and jumped into the water, almost splashing Kite. She surfaced and saw the look on his face and laughed. He rolled his eyes at her and then closed his eyes and relaxed.

Behind him, Kiri was scrubbing her hair with some shampoo, causing large amounts of foam to enter the water. She looked over at Kite, who looked like he was in deep thought.

"Something on your mind Kite?" She asked him. Kite didn't turn around, but answered her anyways.

"Just what everyone thinks about when they have time alone to meditate Kiri. Who you are, what's your purpose..." Kite continued to talk, not noticing what was happening behind him.

Kiri was holding onto her head as if some intense headache had suddenly struck her. Her eyes where clenched shut and all she could here was the pounding of her heart as pain lanced into her head.

"….you know stuff like that..." Kite finished and listened for her answer. There was complete silence behind him. He turned around and jerked backwards in surprise. Kiri had swam over to where he was without him noticing. She had then pulled herself halfway up the rock that Kite was sitting on, and was now staring at him.

Kite looked at her for a few seconds in confusion before noticing her eyes were completely out of focus. She seemed to stare at him, and past him at the same time. Kite thought that she might be having a seizure of some sort and he tried to grab her shoulders. He couldn't move.

"You have no idea who you really are White eyes….." Kite tried to speak but he found himself unable to move. Kiri's voice seemed to echo inside his head giving it a deeper tone.

"Everything is not what it seems." Kite was starting to feel very dizzy and tired, he could feel his consciousness slipping away from him. Kiri's face was starting to lose focus.

"You must remember, for only then can you regain what you lost…" And with those words, Kite collapsed into the water, asleep.

Only to open his eyes and find himself back on the rock, with his legs crossed. He jumped upwards and looked around quickly.

"Hey Kite, you mind if I take a bath here." Kite whipped around to see Kiri staring at him.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST DO?" He yelled at her. Kiri looked at him in surprise.

"umm…I can come back later…" She said. Kite grabbed his head and tried to remember what had exactly happened.

"Did you….I don't know, just do something?"

Kiri looked at him oddly. "I do a lot of things…"

"No no, I mean…."

"Mean what?"

Frankly, Kite didn't have a clue about what had just happened.

Could I have dozed off while meditating?

That sounded logical. But he still thought about what Kiri had said.

"You must remember, for only then can you regain what you lost."

He had no clue what he had lost or what he had to remember. He turned towards Kiri.

"Ummm nothing, I think I just had a weird dream. You can go ahead and take a bath."

Kiri smiled and promptly jumped into the water, her hat still on her head. Kite sighed as she popped back out of the water.

"Do you ever take that thing off?"

"Not really…why should I?"

Kite shrugged and began walking away back towards the camp.

"Just saying…"

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The sun had set and night had fallen on the camp. Ash's Sceptile could hear voices, all full of laughter and happiness as everyone talked around a campfire that had been started.

Sceptile ignored the voices and adjusted his back against the tree he was sitting on. He looked out across the moonlit landscape as he chewed on the twig that was in his mouth. It was nice and quiet up on the tree, just the way he liked it. He closed his eyes and relaxed. Nothing could ruin the mood he was in right now…..nothing except…

"Oh damn, this chili is going to make me shit bricks for a week." Said a voice from below him. Sceptile looked down and saw Sange, the Lucario that had defeated him. Sange turned his back to the tree and looked ready to release his morning glory.

"HEY THIS TREE IS OCCUPIED!" Sceptile yelled at him. Sange turned around and looked up at Sceptile.

"Oh sorry, hang on." Sange jumped into the air and landed on a branch above Sceptile. Sceptile sighed, his plans of being alone just got thrown out the window. Sange sat down on the branch and pulled out his pipe.

"Isn't that bad for you?" Sceptile asked upon seeing Sange lit up. He shook his head.

"It's not tobacco, its Rawst Berry." Sange inhaled some smoke and exhaled a small circle in the air. He let out a small laugh.

"You seem to enjoy being annoying to the humans." Sceptile said after a moment. Sange shrugged.

"Sometimes, I don't do it because I'm an ass, I do it because it's fun…..well I guess that does make me an ass…" Sange said with a grin, Sceptile laughed.

"I'm just saying. The only other talking Pokémon I know of was part of criminal group."

"Really?"

"Yeah, talking Meowth." Sange was quiet for a few moments.

"Never seen another Pokémon like me…"

"By your strength alone, you're pretty special…"

"I guess…..hey sorry for beating the crap out of you yesterday…"

Sceptile laughed upon hearing the apology. It just sounded so dumb it was funny, how do you apologize for beating someone up.

"You were far stronger, it was my fault."

Sange didn't speak for a moment, Sceptile sensed he was deep in thought.

"You have much potential…your special attacks are strong, but physically your lacking." Sange turned and looked down at the green Pokémon. "You have much strength, but your speed is not that good."

"What are you getting at?"

"I'm telling you how you can improve."

Sceptile sat up straighter on the branch he was on. For some odd reason, he truly felt like paying complete attention to the loudmouth and annoying Lucario.

"You need to learn more about the art of moving your body."

"Art?"

"I guess so; some can consider it an art. It is to me."

"Can you teach me?"

Lucario suddenly looked taken aback at Sceptiles words. Then he put on a thoughtful expression and started mumbling to himself. Sceptile was about to ask him again when Sange spoke up.

"I've never taught anyone…..but I guess I can try…"

"You would really do it?"

Sange nodded.

"Yes I think I will…..on one condition."

"What is it!"

"That you let NOBODY know about this." Sange turned and looked towards the top of the tree. "You can't tell anyone either Gallade."

A voice came from the darkness of the upper tree.

"I don't care what you do, as long as you leave me out of it."

Sceptile almost jumped into the air from surprise. He was sure that this tree had been deserted when he had climbed it. Sange saw his reaction.

"That's Dean's Gallade, don't mind him, he's a party pooper." Sange said with a laugh. There was no response from the top of the tree.

"Is he still there?" Sceptile asked while looking around for any sign of the Sword Pokémon.

Sange shook his head.

"He comes and goes, where he is now, nobody knows."

Sceptile gave up looking and turned towards Sange, who was digging through his backpack.

"What are you doing?"

"We gotta drink to this new training thing for good luck." Sange pulled out two large metal flasks and handed one to Sceptile. He took it, opened it up and smelled the contents.

"What the heck is this stuff?"

"The heavy stuff lad." He brought it up to his mouth, "bottoms up."

Sceptile looked at the flask in his hands. He knew the effect alcohol had on humans and Pokémon alike, causing impaired judgment and the like. But he didn't want to look like a stuck up Pokémon in front of Sange.

One quick sip will do it…

Sceptile brought the liquid up to his lips and poured a little into his mouth.

Ten minutes later

"So like she evolves before the battle and I'm all like 'BISH PLEASE!"

"Really?"

"No…hic….i just stared her down…we seem to do that a lot in the anime…"

Tears started to flow from Sange's eyes.

"But they took you out after AG…"

"I know….hic….I cried a lot…I think that tree likes me…"

So Kite had a weird dream…or did he?

Sange agreed to teach Ash's Sceptile combat

Pokémon can't hold their beer

REMEMBER WHAT I SAID, GO READ

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