"You're leaving already? What about finding your Greninja?" Gramps was very shocked at how soon I was leaving.

"It's been 10 years. There isn't much of a chance Oaky remembers me even if I do find him so Decidueye and I decided the best thing to do is to travel Kalos a bit more before going home." Decidueye nodded as if his acknowledgment in the plan was somehow confirmation of the truth.

"Well, you all have a good adventure." Next to gramps was Greninja standing with his arms folded, not a care in the world. Weavile and Pawniard stood just behind Greninja, whispering something between each other.

"We will, gramps. Don't worry, I'll come visit soon." I turned away and walked out of the small village's secret entrance. Decidueye made cooing sounds at me. "I know, I know," I sighed. "But…I don't think he remembers me so…let's just drop it and explore the world for once."

The sun coming up was bright and only getting brighter. It was lighting the cave on both ends. It's fingers touched every tree, every leaf, and every dew sparkled in its brilliance. I smiled and took only a step outside on the other side of the cave when the world around me spun upside down and I stared down at Decidueye with my leg wrapped in a vine from a grass pokemon.

"Decidueye!" I screamed. A purple powder surrounded my vision. Sleep powder? It was too late now. Now I'd breathed in too much of it and my body felt limp and everything went dark.

I played with Oaky by the river. We were having so much fun! I followed him across by hopping some rocks but slipped and the water rushed around me. "Oaky!" I tried to scream but the water rushed into my lungs instead. I almost died…

I woke near a river, the noon sun shining in my face. I rolled onto my stomach and my head pounded like a little drummer decided my skull was a great drum. A groan escaped my lungs and my hands searched my pockets for the pokeballs that weren't there.

Feet stopped in front of me. I looked up slowly at Weavile. It helped me up slowly to my feet. "Did you save me?"

Weavile nodded.

"Thanks." I looked around but didn't see my pokemon. "Where are we?"

Weavile chattered but it didn't make any sense to me. I tilted my head and it sighed and gestured for me to follow. I followed it blindly deep into the forest until, finally, it took me to a cave. "Weavile, this isn't-" but it didn't listen to me. It moved a rock and dug into a hole under the rock until it produced a mega stone-a multicolored stone with a marble-like imprinting-attached to a chain. It came over and handed the mega stone to me, and chatted away. Slowly I began to understand and I knelt down.

"Are you telling me about your friend, Greninja?"

Weavile nodded.

"But a mega stone only works if there's a strong bond between a pokemon and a human and Greninja…" I let my voice trail away not wanting to say the rest of it. Weavile chatted away, telling me something to the extent of that I had come back after ten years so there must be some connection. He was hoping that if he convinced Greninja to come with me he could get stronger. "Will he even come with me?"

Weavile shrugged and walked out of the cave. I followed him out and we slowly made our way back to the village. "Weavile, what happened while I was knocked out?" I asked. "Who was it that attacked me?"

The pokemon shrugged and stopped to carve out an F into the tree. I'd seen it before with the first one. "What do they want? I wish I knew."

Weavile spoke to Greninja when we got back, the two got into a pretty heated argument. I sat with Pawniard and Decidueye on a boulder, waiting for the two to be done. Decidueye had filled me in a lot better on what happened. I was caught by a bellsprout and it used sleep powder. Shortly after they attempted to run, knocking off the pokeballs attached to my belt. Decidueye caught the pokeballs but lost the trail.

"Sorry for worrying you," I told him.

He huffed and gave me a glaring look.

"Don't give me that look! How was I supposed to know someone would be after me? I don't even know what they could want with me."

Pawniard looked nervous. I dug around in my backpack and pulled out a black poke bean and presented it to him. "Here, don't look so nervous." What was it he would be so nervous about? Pawniard was obviously the youngest and newest member of this team based on his lack of confidence and his quiet attitude.

Pawniard stared at the bean and then took it in his hands and nibbled on it. The other pokemon stopped their quarreling and approached. Greninja didn't look too happy. Weavile chatted happily, however. He must've won the argument.

"I might have one empty-" I reached into my backpack for the pokeball but Greninja took my backpack away from me. "Hey! If you didn't want a pokeball you could've just said something!"

Greninja stuck up its nose and walked away, throwing the backpack over his shoulder but still keeping a loose grip on the straps.

I sighed and looked at Decidueye, "He's gonna be a handful," I hesitated reaching for his pokeball. Decidueye nodded in understanding and actually allowed himself to be in his pokeball while I caught up to Greninja. "Hey, look you don't have to be in a pokeball but someone does have the right to catch you if they wanted."

Greninja wouldn't listen though so I sighed and tried snatching my backpack back from him. He held it higher. "That isn't funny!" He, however, seemed more than amused at watching me jump to get it.

Then, he must've decided to take the game one step further because he jumped into the trees and ran ahead forcing me to run on the ground to try to keep up. "Greninja!" I scolded and he finally stopped in at a tree on the edge of a field that was surrounded by the forest. I panted hard and he searched through my belongings. "Stop that!" I wheezed but he wouldn't listen. "Fine, whatever," I sat under the tree, my lungs burning with the air.

He sounded like he was questioning something in his hand so I looked up and my nose bloomed with pain as something that felt almost like a rock or a brick fell onto face. It was my green backpack. I pushed it to the ground and peered up at him. He held a picture frame. On one of the sides of the frame was the silhouette of Mew and painted on the top and bottoms on the frame in sloppy letters were the words 'Oaky and me' in purple paint.

"Don't break it!" I warned. "In fact give it back! That's really important to me!"

He didn't give it back, though. Instead he opened up the frame and nestled the picture in his hand carefully, as if he were afraid it was as fragile as a snowflake. Greninja stared at the picture of Oaky and me, the day before we were separated. It almost looked like his eyes welled up but it was gone when he came down from the tree and handed the picture back to me. I neatly folded it and shoved the picture in my pocket so that it wouldn't be stolen again. "If you want to become stronger we can't be fighting like this." I said carefully. "So, I want to battle you."

Greninja's eyes widened only slightly. Was this shock or was he pleased? I couldn't tell

"Just you, and Decidueye, okay?"

He shook his head and snatched one of the pokeballs from my belt.

"You want to battle Scizor?"

He nodded.

I admit, I was nervous at the prospect. Scizor was still pretty new and our bond wasn't as strong as mine was with Decidueye or Gengar and if I froze up again like with my battle with Ash then he wouldn't know what to do. However, I nodded. "Fine. Let's do it."

So, this field stood as our battlefield. Scizor was even nervous but upon receiving a red poke bean he seemed happier. Greninja started with a low-level attack, bubble beam.

"Scizor, Iron defense."

Scizor was quick to respond, crossing his arms defensively and his body gleaming as if it were shiny. The shining bubbles seemed to bounce right off of him. Then, its claws radiated a white energy and he slashed the air in front of him as if to shake off the glowing white from his claws. A powerful gust of wind charged at Greninja and cut him at his arms when he lifted his arms to protect himself.

I smiled. I didn't even have to say anything.

Greninja took a deep breath, I prepared for another bubble attack but instead he used smoke screen. I was totally blinded by it. "Scizor, stay sharp. When you see him use hyper beam!"

I never got any sign that he heard. The smoke was so thick that my eyes started to burn. I rubbed them as if that were enough to keep them from burning.

Scizor cried out in pain and I snapped my eyes open, the smoke started to clear but Scizor was at my feet. Scizor was defeated so easily in battle against Greninja. Did he choose a low level pokemon on purpose? He snatched Scizor's pokeball so quickly and he was so sure of the battle that I couldn't help but wonder if he simply wanted to meet him but he'd never seen Scizor in battle nor met the pokemon. Unless he saw mine and Ash's battle but I shook the thought aside. Maybe he did choose a low level pokemon on purpose but maybe he didn't.

I sprayed ointments all over Scizor's scratches. He grimaced but put up with it for the most part. "That was a great battle," I assured the bug pokemon, as he wouldn't look at me as I tended to him.

Greninja stood off to the side, looking less than impressed by our strength and skill in battle.

"You should be more confidant in yourself. You're very strong." This brought a small smile to his face very briefly but something else made him alert. Whatever it was caught Greninja's attention as well. "What is it?"

Greninja gave me no answer. He was well off into the woods before I got an answer. Scizor was close behind. I growled and brought out Decidueye. "Follow them. I'll be right behind."

Decidueye led the way, stopping briefly to allow me to catch up before running ahead again as we ran deeper and deeper into the forest. The air snapped as if something was closing and pain welled in my left leg. Decidueye caught me before my face could hit the ground. My leg was caught in a very sharp pokemon trap. Being as light as he was, Decidueye never set off the trigger.

I whimpered and lowered myself to sit and tried with no luck to pry open the mouth. "You'll have to go get help." I looked up at Decidueye, trying to blink away the tears when I saw his face. He looked so scared. He's never been scared in his life! Not even as a Rowlet! Without my calling Gengar came out of the pokeball and immediately tried to calm the situation.

What was it like for pokemon in pokeballs? Could they hear everything we said? They must've because Gengar reassured Decidueye that he would take care of me. This reminded me of the first time they worked together to save me. We got lost in a fog and I was attacked by some feral pokemon. My injuries only got worse when the two couldn't work together and it wasn't until I was close to unconscious that the two were able to put aside whatever it was that they hated about each other to save me and themselves.

After a while Decidueye reluctantly followed his way back to where we came from. When he was out of sight I allowed the tears to shed. My whole leg felt fiery and numb. Blood poured down from the wounds. How could someone be so stupid and careless as to leave a trap lying around! Then again, it was possibly a pokemon hunter and more probable was that he or she left it on the ground on purpose.

Gengar tried next to open the trap but it wouldn't budge either. I whimpered with each attempt. "Stop, we're making the bleeding worse." I looked down at my bloodied leg. "It's okay…we'll be okay…" I was mostly trying to reassure myself. To be honest, I was just as scared as Decidueye was.

I looked to the west behind me only to see the sun was setting. We would be okay…wouldn't we?

Gengar used the tree's shadows and a five-mile radius to try and find Greninja and Scizor but came back with nothing. The moon soon floated in the dark sky, surrounded by the stars that paled in light in comparison to their bigger friend. Slowly, I lay down, careful not to move my leg too much.

"Oi, I tink we caught somethin'!" I heard a voice yell out.

"Quick, Gengar, hide." I whispered and called him back to his pokeball before a flashlight was shined in my face.

"It's just a girl!" One of the three shadowy figures yelled and turned to her bigger companion. "What should we do with 'er?"

"What else can we do but let 'er go?" The bigger figure snapped.

"Well we can't jus' let 'er go. She'll tell everyone." This one was another male. I could barely make out the tattoos on their arm but I did recognize that they must be pokemon hunters.

My leg turned in a funny direction that made the pain worse and worse and I whimpered. Everything was becoming a blur. What would I do?

"We 'ave to get 'er help!" The bigger figure snapped. "Now open that trap! It was intended for bigger pokemon like Volcanian."

The other two finally gave in and opened the sharp trap. I still couldn't see their faces. As soon as it was opened one of them was blown back by a razor wind. Was it Scizor?

The other one reached for a pokeball but pulled back its wrist from a bunch of water shuriken hitting his hand. Greninja appeared in my line of sight shortly after to kick away the man.

Scizor checked on my leg with a worrisome look until Greninja snapped something at him that I couldn't comprehend because my mind became a fuzzy jumble of pieces. Whatever happened I couldn't tell. I only knew one thing, my leg hurt and I was slowly losing consciousness.