Ch 5: Training Day

"The first lesson will be a simple one." Aeruthael said. "I'll teach you a simple move to help you in dungeons; Brick Break." He got into a stance that seemed familiar, he bent his knees and moved his arms in front of his bod protectively. "First you need to focus," His arm began to glow. "Then you force your energy to convene in your arm; then you strike!" He swung his arm down and annihilated a large block of metal. "Now I'll use Reflect, the only way to break it is by hitting it with Brick Break."

"Okay... focus... and... swing!" I yelled running at Aeruthael; I swung my arm down but both it and, by extension, my whole body flew away before I even touched him. I hit hit the wall and fell to the ground groaning. "What was that? I couldn't even touch you."

"Of course you can't, you didn't focus enough of your energy to break my Reflect. As a more experienced pokèmon, my Reflect can literally reflect you away from me, much like a Wobbuffet's Counter or Mirror Coat." Aeruthael explained.

"Okay..." I closed my eyes to focus even more. I felt a sudden peace within me I suddenly became aware of the wind outside, the flickering of the torches, and for some reason, my thoughts centered on the one person I've known longest in this crazy world I was thrust into: Karly. A warm feeling filled my chest; and my eyes flew open, without a word, I moved extremely fast towards my teacher. "Brick Break," I said it as quietly as I could, my teacher looked up in surprise as my blade came down and hit his arm. The ground buckled under the force, and I hopped back onto the ground.

Aeruthael began to laugh, "Wow, it seems you've found your pokèmon spirit."

I looked at him with genuine confusion in my eyes, "I've found my what?"

"At heart you are a pokèmon, you just needed a small push to get you to focus; the first time you attacked I used Protect, a move that prevents you from hitting me, and you put enough force behind your first attack to push yourself off and into a wall, the next attack, you moved just slow enough for me to see, but still faster than most pokèmon would be able to. I also saw something in your eyes that showed you understood the environment and had unleashed your full power." My teacher explained, he smirked. "I never expected you to master the move that quickly though, well done, oh and don't even think about trying to make a move on my granddaughter; I can read your mind, remember." He said as I was about to ask him how he knew. "See you tomorrow, and if you want to see real training, then stay for Karly's training day tomorrow."

"Yes sir." I said.

"Good, dismissed." He waved his hand in the direction of the stairs, I ran up them, and feeling sore from the training, decided to turn in and call it a night.

(Karly POV)

As I was walking and nearing my house, mostly empty since my parents decided to leave to the main city of the continent, leaving me behind to finish my education, occasionally sending me a package with enough Pokè to get me through the next month or so, when something in m mind clicked, I felt like I was sensing the world as a whole, not knowing what was happening, I fell to my knees. My thoughts suddenly focused on one person, the first person I had opened myself up to since my grandfather's "death" had occurred: Rick. I felt my cheeks warm up and my heart began to beat faster, was I... no I'm probably just having a nervous breakdown because my dream came true, I became part of a rescue team. When all the strange phenomena occurring in my mind stopped I stood up; luckily no pokèmon noticed me. I hurried back to my house and went upstairs, I was suddenly fatigued beyond anything I had felt before, and I decided to turn in early.

Rick and I got a small request from a Rattata to help it find an Oran berry in the blank woods, we completed the request with ease, but when I said it was getting late Rick looked at me, and I could tell he was smiling.

"You just don't want to go to your training day." He said in a teasing manner.

"No, I'm just really... tired. Yeah," I faked a yawn, "I think we should call it a day."

"Uh huh, and I'm a Vespiquen," Rick stated with a heavy load of sarcasm.

"Fine, I'll go... unless you want to go into town?" I asked with the cutest look I could muster; maybe if I couldn't get him to believe a lie, I could seduce him into letting me procrastinate until it was actually too late.

Rick blushed a little, even through the metal I could see his cheeks warming up. 'Yes, a weak spot.' I thought.

He suddenly looked afraid and said, almost too quickly "Uh, nononononononononononono." He shuddered.

'Hmm... something fishy is going on here.' I thought. 'Oh well, I'll let it be and just get through this training session as quickly as possible.
"Okay Rick, you win." I said with a small pout, I followed him inside and moved the sword from it's resting place. "Grandpa, I'm here!" I yelled.

Something blocked the light of the stairwell, when I turned around to look, I saw my grandfather standing behind us "So I see, and your not up to any of the tricks you tried to pull with a few malestudents of the academy a few years ago."

'How could he have known about what happened outside? Unless' My train of thought was interrupted, as my grandfather came up and whacked my head with his fist.

"I told you then, and I'll tell you now, you cannot get your way by doing things like that, if you do you lose your true sense of individuality, and then..." A teardrop formed in his eye.

"I'm sorry grandpa, I shouldn't have done that." I knew that he was reliving one of his worst memories, and it was all because of me. "Maybe we should begin training now?" I asked, hoping to turn his attention away from the past; and it seemed to work.

"Right, Rick are you staying?"

"I might as well, I live in this hut too, and I've got nothing better to do." Rick replied.

"Okay, the type of training Karly and I will participate in may seem a bit..." Grandpa paused for a second to search for the right word. "... strange." He finished. "But if you laugh at it, remember that you'll have to participate as well." He turned to me, "Today we will attempt to teach you how to use Swords Dance."

Rick burst into laughter. "Dancing, really!" He fell to the floor and began to laugh even harder. "Okay ladies, see you when your done!" he got up still laughing, but when my grandpa suddenly appeared in front of him, he stopped as a realization struck him. "Oops..."

"Oops indeed young man. you just volunteered yourself for dance lessons every other day." My Grandfather grinned with an evil glint in his eyes, "Except for weekends; you get cleaning duty then."

"Yes Sensei..." Rick replied.

"Sensei?" I asked.

"Well I can't call him Gramps, and his name is just a mouthful, so I settled on calling him either that or teacher depending on the situation." Rick replied.

I sighed and rolled my eyes, "You could always call him by his nick name." I said as I gave Rick a playful shove.

Rick looked mortified that I would even suggest that, "That's too formal for a learning environment." He stated.

This made me mad. "Grandpa, Could we maybe have the dancing lessons tomorrow." I cracked my knuckles. "I think I need to show Rick That this isn't just a learning environment."

"Hmm..." Grandpa Aeru seemed to ponder this for about a minute. "I can allow it, but two rules, Rick must use the flats of his blades, and Karly; try not to kill him, he's a promising pupil."

I growled, "No Promises Grandpa..."

"Wait, what's happening, did you just ask her not to kill me?" Rick looked about ready to wet himself.

Grandpa sighed, "I'll intervene if she gets out of hand; so don't worry Rick. Besides, you're her Rescue Team Partner, I highly doubt she'd hurt you that badly. Let the battle begin!"

A/N: Uh oh, it looks like Rick is in deep trouble. Just when they're starting to develope feelings for each other, they're at each others throats, (Well mostly Karly at Rick's throat. Who would have guessed that she had that much of a temper, and whose parents would just leave their daughter all alone when they went to live the life of the rich? ;)
In response to Defender31415, I'm trying to make it seem like Red/Blue Rescue Team, That's the only reason why the three magnemite didn't evolve, but I'll tell you this, in two chapters, Evan is going to reappear. :3
Another side note that I forgot to mention, this fic actually happens in the same universe as Red/Blue Rescue Team, but about 200-300 years after the games events took place. I will explain Aeruthael's past, and heres a hint: In Kyokotheeevee's Fanfic PMD: The Outbreak, as the first pokèmon infected with pokèrus in the (spoiler) second outbreak. And I mean the second one Deoxys caused.