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Two dark figures stood in the shadows of the Narrow Street in Castelia City. They were watching and observing people in Central Plaza.
"So he got some friends? Who would have guessed someone could bare the Demon Kid," a young man, or even still a teenager, glared at the boy with two girls beside him, walking across Central Plaza.
"He isn't as bad as you think," a teen girl didn't watch her partner's interest and was leaning against a wall in the alley.
"Ha, don't make me laugh," he smirked back at his partner and then again at the boy. "I can't understand why was I stuck to watch him."
"Well we both are stuck here," the girl got away from the wall and stood next to the guy. She wasn't observing the teen boy. She was interested in one of the girls. "Didn't we see her before?" she asked.
"You mean her?" he pointed with his head and after his partner nodded, he continued. "Yeah, it seems she could be watched too. Two troublemakers in one group? That's a bad idea."
"They won't necessarily bring trouble you know," the girl corrected him. "But there should be watchers around that are spying on the girl. Maybe they will be merged with us."
"I would rather be completely alone. I made up with the thought that you are my partner, but two more? Not a chance! I will go berserk on them," he groaned or even growled and turned around, to walk to the opposite direction, than the Central Plaza.
"Now who is the troublemaker here?" the girl whispered teasing her partner and gave a last look to the three. "Route 4 it is," she whispered to herself and went after the guy.
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The forest in Route 4 was already losing light because of the setting sun, but the three just wanted to move forward. Still, when they saw a beautiful spring, they couldn't resist the scenery and made a campsite just next to it.
The three distributed to gather different things: Catlesy got some water, Farrioust had to gather some wood and Walcekite had to find enough fruit for the three.
After the wood was brought, Flamboy was sent out for a minute to light the fire. When he got an apple as a reward, Catlesy retrieved him back. Once the three sat around the fire, Farrioust asked Catlesy:
"Was that Pignite your first pokemon?"
"Yeah, he managed to evolve from Tepig pretty quickly," Catlesy smiled looking at her starter pokemon's pokeball. "What was your first pokemon, Farrioust?"
"A Snivy. I named him Saifir. He's a Serperior now."
"Wow," awed Catlesy. "So how long did it take to train him to his last evolution?"
"Not very long. He had a good trainer after all."
"Ha, how cocky can you get," smirked Catlesy.
"Catlesy, don't irritate me," he spoke with his teeth almost closed and then loosened up. "I wasn't the one to train him at one time. He got a lot of experience traveling without me."
"So with whom did he travel?" the blonde girl asked curiously.
"Huh? Oh, never mind. He isn't anyone important," he shook off the conversation.
Catlesy wanted to speak again, but Walcekite took her hand and when the green eyed girl turned, Walcekite shook her head. Catlesy was obviously disappointed.
After some quiet that was only disturbed by the sound of burning and cracking wood and the flowing water nearby, Walcekite asked the rather troublesome girl:
"I thought you only had two pokemon. Did you catch a third pokemon?"
"Yup," she grinned. "When I left you two in the Pinwheel Forest, well...a Sewaddle was blown into my face by the wind," she giggled nervously. "After a quick battle, I caught that female Sewaddle and named her Casolla."
"It's a good thing you caught her. Otherwise, I don't think you could have beaten Burgh."
"Ha, my pokemon are strong enough to win even 2 vs 3,"Catlesy turned away with her nose high.
"So did you only use 2 pokemon in your battle?" Farrioust asked teasingly.
"You too?!" Catlesy turned to Farrioust and looked down. "Well...I used all three of my pokemon in that battle, but I won with two still not fainted," she straightened up, realizing that Walcekite had one pokemon fainted as well.
"Wow. I think all of us had two pokemon not fainted after the battle. I guess we are strong," she smiled and Catlesy grinned back at her.
"Yeah. I told you we were."
After a soft dinner, consisting only of fruit, the three got out their sleeping bags and laid down around the campfire, leaving Catlesy lie closest and Farrioust furthest from the fire.
The three teens bid one another good night and were whisked away to dreamland. Though the dreams of two persons were interrupted not long after.
The pale girl opened one of her eyes. The darkness covered the whole forest and only a few stars were showing, although the rather big moon shone a magical white light. Someone was moving in the distance. It went to the spring and stood calmly. Walcekite was still rather drowsy and inspected the being for a few minutes. It just stood there, just like a statue.
The girl turned to the other side, softly moaning. She knew that a tricky girl should be sleeping there. And she was. Only one other person could be next ti the spring then.
With a slight stretch, the blue haired girl slowly sat up, rubbing one of her eyes and yawning quietly. There wasn't anyone around to stop her this time, so she got out of her bag and went to him as silently as she could.
But when she got to him, she froze.
"What should I say? A nice night we're having? But my voice might tremble. I can end up sounding like a lunatic," she sadly sighed and got the teen boy's attention.
"Oh, Walcekite. Can't sleep?" he turned back to her.
"Uh...Yeah..." she blushed like she was doing something wrong, but the light from the moon wasn't enough to give that off. "Y-You too?"
"Me? No, I got up on purpose," he turned back to the calm water.
"R-really?" Walcekite didn't know if she should say that she knows the story behind this purpose a little bit. Maybe the Gallade told his trainer, but it could have stayed quiet. "I'll try to get the clues from him and stay careful," she decided.
"Yeah. I always get up in the middle of the night to walk in the night air. It calms me down," he gazed at the water with a "soul searching" look.
"Aren't you already calm enough?" Walcekite tilted her head waiting for the teen's reaction.
"Heh, maybe," he smiled still looking at the water. "But caution doesn't hurt."
"Riiight..." *sweat drop* "He knows!"
"Lysus told me. Don't worry."
*sigh* "Thanks for telling me. It was a little bit awkward to try and guess if you knew about our chat."
"He told me when I got up. It's a good thing he didn't let you go. I walked for a long time and rather far. I reached the middle of Skyarrow Bridge in my night journey."
"Wow, really? But I could have managed to do that too," she smiled and Farrioust turned to her with a smile as well. She immediately flushed from the sight of that warmth. "What's wrong with me?" she didn't understand herself.
Suddenly, Farrioust sat down on the grass and left Walcekite standing. He touched the water and made small rifles. Walcekite squatted down and observed the wavy water. The moon was playing on them, simply swinging on the little waves.
"How beautiful," she awed.
"Just an illusion," his smile disappeared.
"Huh?" Walcekite looked at him confused.
"The real beauty is up there," he looked at the moon. "This is just a merged object. It might be prettier, but it will never replace the real thing," he smacked the water, leaving it wiggling uncontrollably and the beauty of the mirrored moon dispersed.
"You smacked the water as if you were very angry at it," she looked at the water, that already began to calm down.
"What if I am?" he stood up.
"For what do you have to hate it?"
"I have. Just leave it at that," he started walking towards his sleeping bag. "We should go rest."
"...Right," Walcekite returned to her sleeping bag as well. "So he has something to be angry for at water?" she thought, looking at the real moon and sighed. "I do too..."
"E-emo?" a sweet cute voice had an asking tone.
"E-emolga," a similar, but a little rougher voice answered.
Two eyes slowly opened, but shut right back up because of the intense sunlight. She wanted to tell someone to shut the light off, but she slowly drifted to reality and remembered where they were supposed to be. But what were those sweet voices?...
"Emolga!" Walcekite jolted and sat up. She quickly scanned the area for the pokemon.
Two Emolga froze seeing a girl awake. They cautiously looked at the other humans, but they didn't move. The mostly white sky-squirell pokemons had stolen some fruit that Walcekite gathered the previous evening. Their cheeks, that had yellow cheek patches, and yellow winglike flaps were filled with the fruit that they tried to keep from not falling out.
"So cute," she whispered looking at the little ones, who didn't seem happy at being seen. They started backing away slowly. "Please, wait," Walcekite stood up and started approaching them. "It's ok. I'm not going to hurt you."
"Huh, Walcekite? What's going on?" the blonde girl, close to the blue haired girl, groaned and started to move. When she saw what was the commotion about, her eyes began to sparkle just like Walcekite's.
"Two cute Emolga! I want one!" she jumped out of her sleeping bag and ran to the flying squirrel pokemon, letting out Purrloin in front of her. "Shanna - Fake Out!"
The devious pokemon jumped when it got close enough to the two Emolga and clapped her paws, sending a large shock wave of air that pushed both of the squirrel like pokemon back. All the fruit from their wings flung away to different directions. One of the Emolga got so angry, she spat out the fruit stocked in her cheeks and started glowing yellow. Not long after, multiple lightning bolts flew all around, not only hitting Shanna, but the other Emolga and even Walcekite with Catlesy.
Both trainers looked at each other, with their bodies stung by lightning and looking rather filthy. They both had shocked and confused looks, but started laughing when they saw each other. The Emolga that recently shocked the girls again froze from such a surprising reaction. The other Emolga was lying on the ground from her partner's power. It lost the fruit from her cheeks as well.
"Why are you two laughing?" Farrioust finally woke up and saw the whole picture. "Wow, two Emolga. You girls want them?"
"Sure we do," they both grinned and Walcekite added. "I better send out a pokemon as well. I don't want you to beat my Emolga and keep it for yourself.
"Don't worry, I won't take two. But the one that used Discharge is mine, agreed?" she winked after Walcekite sent out her Skitty.
"Agreed," she winked back with a smirk. "Pela, Attract on the further Emolga!"
"Shanna, use Pursuit on the closer one, followed up by Shadow Ball!"
Two white and black squirrels looked simply terrified. The closer one turned around and grabbed the further ones hand, to drag her after herself. They both reached a near by tree and started climbing it.
Hearts from Pela's Attract were the first to touch the Emolga, but it didn't work. It seemed both of the running pokemon were girls. Then Shanna managed to get her trainer's wished Emolga, who was higher in the tree than the other one. A slash, to cut her off the tree and a dark purple ball shot right at the little squirrel's belly.
The other one cried for her friend and flew from the tree, spreading her winglike flaps, that let her soar. Her speed was amazing, it almost seemed she left afterimages of herself. She started attacking Shanna, slamming at her multiple times.
"Hey Walcekite! That's your Emolga! You have to fight her, not me!" Catlesy was irritated that her Purrloin was against two opponents.
"K, don't worry. Pela, Thunder Wave on the flying Emolga!"
Lightning struck the Acrobatics' user as accurately as ever, though she was close to hitting Shana again. The Emolga was flung away a few feet and had sparks around her body. Then the other Emolga, that was recovering from Shadow Ball, cried for her friend, starting to glow green, and used Hidden Power, hitting Shanna with three green balls.
"Shanna, Furry Swipes!"
"Pela, Ice Beam!"
The predator and victim that was commanded and wanted by Catlesy respectively, was separating Pela and the other Emolga, but the Skitty was still able to hit the flying squirrel with her Ice Beam, jumping rather high, while Shanna kept slashing her prey.
The two Emolga looked sadly at each other after the beating. They knew they were in trouble. They quickly chattered and nodded, after which both started building up electricity.
"Pela, back up," said Walcekite backing up as well.
"You two Shanna, quick!" Catlesy knew something big was going to happen.
"E-emooooool!" both Emolga shouted, when they released the lightning all around them. The pokemon that used Discharge previously, and possibly now, had more and bigger lightning strikes, while the other was letting only one out, but controlling it and making it "ride" where she wants to.
The first zapped was Shanna and her owner, then it was Pela's and Walcekite's turn. Even Farrioust was shocked by the lightning and finally everyone fell, with their muscles twitching simultaneously.
Everyone saw the Emolga running away, but no one could do a thing. Finally the squirrels could climb one of the closest tree and fly off from it. Both Catlesy and Walcekite followed them by sad gazes, when they began to move again.
"I wanted one so bad," Catlesy seemed like she was about to cry.
"I actually don't know what came over me. I wanted all the pokemon in my team to join me on their own free will. That Emolga surely didn't, so I'll have to give, the dream to catch her, up," Walcekite sighed, remembering her beliefs.
"You'll give up just like that?" sadness evaporated and only spontaneous energy remained in Catlesy. "No! We will hunt them down!"
"What? Are you crazy?! I told you that I won't catch a pokemon that doesn't want to be caught."
"Then I'll do it by myself. I'm off. I can't let them get away," she packed her things and ran off, leaving Walcekite and Farrioust alone.
"Maybe we should follow her. You can not battle the Emolga if you like, but we should watch that Catlesy wouldn't get in trouble," said Farrioust packing his things as well.
*sigh* "You're probably right."
"Catlesy! Where are you?!"
"Catlesy, answer us!"
The two teens wandered in the forest, trying to find their teammate. They got callbacks from the wild pokemon in the forest, but they didn't need unnecessary noise, that prohibited them to hear the callbacks of the person they were looking for.
When Walcekite and Farrioust reached a cliff, that had a thick forest downhill, they stopped for a rest.
"We didn't even eat anything," groaned Walcekite. "The Emolga took our fruit and then they were destroyed by some of our own pokemon attacks," she sighed sadly.
"Well as long as we are here, we can try gathering some food. I bet Catlesy is famished as well," suggested Farrioust and went away from the cliff, to a nearby apple tree.
"Yeah. You're right," she joined him in picking the apples from the tree and eating a few in the process. "These are really good. Or at least anything would be with my stomach so empty as it is," she said when she swallowed a few bites.
"Yeah," Farrioust answered with a full mouth. "But I bet these are tasty even normally," He swallowed before saying a whole sentence.
*BOOM*
Suddenly, the two heard an explosion and turned around. The forest downhill had a spot were smoke was coming from. The next moment, a scream pierced the forest.
"Catlesy!" both teens figured and ran to the cliff. It would have been a steep run down, but they would have probably fell and tumbled down.
"Lysus, use Telekinesis and take us down," commanded Farrioust releasing his Gallade.
"Gallade," the tall pokemon nodded and his eyes started to shine red. Both trainers were outlined by a red light and couldn't move anymore. Everything was in Lysus' hands.
"Hey looky here! It's a Gallade. How rare," an unfamiliar man's voice was heard coming from the woods on the cliff.
"Yeah. It will be a nice piece to add to the collection," a woman was heard, getting closer.
The two teens looked at the Gallade, that started growling at the strangers, but kept concantraded on his Telekinesis, to not let go of his trainer and his friend.
"What is he doing?" the woman asked.
"Let me see," the man walked up to the edge and saw the two teens being lowered. "Ah, so this Gallade is being held captive by one of those teens. That's a bigger reason to take it with us."
"Of course. Minccino, I choose you! Now use Atrract on the Gallade. He must be a male."
"Walcekite, sorry for this," Farrioust turned to her with a sad and guilty face and took one of his pokeballs. "Lysus, return."
Although the hearts were already spinning around Lysus, he was turned into matter just in time. The moment Gallade's matter returned to its respective pokeball, the Telekinesis broke and the two teens started falling much faster.
Walcekite started falling, screaming and looking at the people on the cliff. They were dressed up like knights. "Team Plasma," she thought and controlled her screaming. She didn't want to show such weakness before such close-minded people.
*CRASH* *THUMP* *RIP*
The teens landed in the thick forest and stayed quiet, to hear what the knights would do. They were in excruciating pain, but they stayed still.
"There they go. Too bad we couldn't take their pokemon, but at least they will probably hurt themselves. Let them feel the pain they made their pokemon go through," the woman decided and they both went away from the cliff.
"Ouch," Walcekite moaned, trying to roll off her back and onto her front, so she could get up. "But why didn't you send out another pokemon?" she asked Farrioust.
*sigh* "I don't know. It seemed like getting Gallade back was the right thing to do. With any fighting, my pokemon would have had chances of being captured and I would rather sacrifice myself a bit, then let that happen. I'm just really sorry that you had to get hurt as well," he got up faster than Walcekite and offered his hand to help her get on her feet
"At least you care about your pokemon like I do. I guess I would have done the same," she smiled taking his hand.
*BOOM*
"Another exlposion! It sounded like it was this way. Come on!" Walcekite dragged Farrioust, like Catlesy dragged her in Castelia City. Only a few moments later she understood what she was doing. She was rather embarrassed. She was certain her face was red, but it felt kind of nice too. She decided to drag him along. "Too bad I can't see his face," she thought smiling. At least he wasn't resisting.
*BOOM*
It was closer than before. They were going in the right direction.
"Ugh. You are so stubborn. Just give up already," both teens heard a familiar girl's voice.
"E...emol..." a weak voice answered.
"Catlesy, did you cause these explosions?" Walcekite jumped through the remaining thick woods, to reach a little forest's clearing, with some craters.
"Yeah. That Emolga is one stubborn pokemon," she groaned not looking at the just appeared teens.
"Maybe that's enough? She clearly doesn't want to get caught," Walcekite sadly looked at the Emolga. "Is this the one that you wanted to catch earlier?"
"No. That one ran away. But this one just doesn't give up. I can't believe Shanna is having so much trouble with her. Those Electro Balls sure pack a punch."
"E...mol...ga," the little pokemon cried.
"Catlesy! Stop that! That's enough!" Walcekite shouted at the blonde girl.
"No! One more hit should do it! Shanna, Shadow Ball again!"
The Purrloin was tired as well and slowly conjured a black and purple ball in front of her mouth. The Emolga cowered. It seemed she didn't even have the energy to run away. She was covered in bruises. She could barely keep her eyes open.
Walcekite couldn't stand it. She ran to the middle of the battle field and spread her arms to the sides. She had bruises as well. Even her clothes were ripped. It gave the idea that she was fighting with Emolga against Catlesy and got hurt just like the pokemon.
"Walcekite! Don't fool around! Shanna will get you with her Shadow Ball!"
"The Emolga has suffered enough. Either you try to catch her, or let her go! She doesn't have to endure anymore pain."
"Fine. I'll get her with a pokeball. Shanna, you can stop with the Shadow Ball."
When the Purrloin spit out the little ball next to herself, an orange and white ball flew towards Emolga, when Walcekite unwillingly backed away. Emolga quickly got sucked in and the ball started to wiggle.
1...2...
*poof* The flying squirrel pokemon was strong enough to get out.
"I'll get you this time!" Catlesy shouted, throwing another pokeball and the weak Emolga. Walcekite extended her arm towards Catlesy, but it was too late to stop her, so she stayed quiet and retreated her arm.
The Emolga smacked the pokeball away with her tail.
"Catlesy, you see that she is refusing as much as she can. Let her go. You can't treat pokemon like this, it doesn't matter if they are yours or not!" Walcekite again got in between her friend and a wild pokemon. "Chesire, come out and defend Emolga!"
The Liepard got to the ground and turned, to see the Emolga he was defending. He nodded and growled at Shanna.
"Hey, Shanna is already weak. She won't defeat Chesire. Come back, Shanna."
"So you care for your own pokemon, but until they are yours, they can be hurt anyway you want?!" shouted Walcekite from the injustice.
"Huh? Well..." Catlesy looked at the saved pokemon, that she didn't want to get hurt. She understood, that she cared for her pokemon the moment she saw them. She didn't beat up Shanna and Casolla. She didn't want them getting hurt, even when they weren't hers. "Why am I acting like this now?" she thought sadly, almost disgusted of herself. "I-I'm sorry, Emolga. I don't know what came over me," she apologized the cowering pokemon.
The little flying squirrel squeezed a smile out and closed her eyes. She was semi lying before, but now she fell completely. Chesire ran up to the pokemon he was supposed to protect. He moved her with his nose, but she just kept smiling, with her eyes closed.
"Oh dear," Walcekite squatted down next to the Emolga and got out a potion from her bag. "This might sting a bit..." she warned the wild pokemon, but she understood that the pokemon was already unconscious. The little squirrel pokemon couldn't care less.
Farrioust and Catlesy came to the Emolga as well, though Catlesy kept her distance. Farrioust got some patches and another potion.
"I'll heal her, don't worry," he smiled at Walcekite and got back to his serious self and treated the pokemon. After a few minutes, he announced. "Done. Too bad she isn't one of our pokemon, it's not safe to leave her here like this."
Walcekite petted the little one and suggested. "I'll keep her in my bag. We still should show her to nurse Joy. Let's go towards Nimabasa City and get her looked at there."
"That's the best solution," Farrioust agreed and Walcekite carefully picked the Emolga up and laid her down in her bag.
When Walcekite got up, she returned Chesire, "Good job. You were the first to run to the pokemon you were protecting. That's just what I hoped from you," she praised the Liepard in his pokeball. Walcekite looked around the thick forest and sweat dropped. "We're lost, aren't we?"
Uff, finally done. This chapter is the longest yet. I wasn't sure if I should have broken the story in half or not.
I don't know if this caring for pokemon is a little much or not, but I wouldn't let a pokemon get so badly beaten up, it could barely stand, so I couldn't let Catlesy finish Emolga off either.
I agree with the things Walcekite said. She's like the person team Plasma should leave alone the most, because she truly cares for her pokemon.
