Mysterious Brothers
By: Aubrie1234
Most of them were connected in a special way because of their mother, but none of them knew why. The connection first appeared one day, while most of them were training either by themselves or with others...
Ilex Forest, Johto:
"Feraligatr, Hydro Cannon once more!" Silver ordered the Big Jaw pokemon. It complied without comment and sent out a highly compressed ball of water at a group of boulders, destroying them.
"That was really good, Silver! Your Feraligatr's getting better with that move!" Gold congratulated the trainer, along with his pokemon, Exbo the Typhlosion.
"So is Exbo with Blast Burn." Silver congratulated back, watching said pokemon melt several other boulders at the command of its trainer.
"Hey! Don't forget me and Megaree you two!" Crystal interrupted, irritated at the two as she came running with a newspaper.
"Why do you have a newspaper anyway, Crystal? I thought we were supposed to be getting our moves stronger." Silver then asked, eying the crumpled newspaper in her left hand.
"But that's the thing! Look here on the front page!" she said, holding up the paper and pointing to the main headline. It read: 'Mysterious Trainer defeats Champion and Elite Four but refuses to become the new Champion'. Underneath it was the article and a picture of a young woman, maybe in her early forties, with long red hair hanging down and covering the right side of her face. The other side had a silver-colored mask over it, covering everything except her eye, which was the same color as the sky. She was wearing a black-and-dark blue jacket and dark-green cargo pants, along with snow-white tennis shoes. As Gold and Crystal looked over the article and picture, discussing things, Silver was staring at the picture. For some reason, the woman looked very familiar. His mom, maybe? Silver just shook his head, sending those thoughts away. As he looked at the picture again, something didn't feel right. It a bit blurrier than when he last saw it and it kept getting even more blurry. He blinked, shaking his head again, thinking it might help. It didn't. He got a sharp headache instead.
"Ngh!" he said, taking in a sharp breath and getting on his knees, holding his head in pain.
"Silver?" "Hey, you alright Silver?" "Gator?" "Phlo?" the pokemon and trainers asked the redhead.
"S-something's wrong..." Silver said before blacking out from pain. Feraligatr quickly caught him before he hit the ground and gently picked him up, worry reflected in his eyes.
"Feral..." the pokemon said, worry in its voice. It wasn't the only one worried about Silver, though.
"Guys, we need to get Silver to the Pokemon Center, now!" Crystal said, starting to run back there. Gold returned his partner and followed her, along with Feraligatr.
Pallet Town, North Side, Kanto:
"Use Vine Whip to lift up those rocks, Saur!" Red commanded his Venusaur, Saur. It did as it was told and flung the rocks up into the air.
"Now, Frenzy Plant!" the trainer told Saur. Very thorny vines then shot out of the ground, hitting some of the boulders.
"Blast Burn Charizard!" Blue ordered his pokemon. It melted the rest of the flying boulders and calmly landed beside its equally calm trainer afterwords.
"It looks like you always clean up after me nowadays, don't ya Blue?" Red asked his longtime rival.
"Well, I am taking a break from the Gym to train some of my pokemon. Besides, after what happened with the Elite Four, you still need at least someone to look after you for a while." Blue countered. Red kept his calm and said: "Yeah, thanks. By the way, where are Green and Yellow?"
"Don't know. Last time I saw them they were watching the one o'clock PokeNews. Wonder if anything in the world needs our help again?" Blue remarked sarcastically.
"Maybe. Remember how we had to team-up with the Johto Juniors to save the world from the Masked Man, a.k.a. Pryce? The juniors needed our help for a while before saving the world themselves. And I've also heard of two new DexHolders coming from a region known as Hoenn. There might be something happening there that needs our help. You can never know, Blue." Red explained.
"Ri-" Blue started, but was interrupted by a shout of: "Hey, guys! Come quick!" They both turned to find Green racing toward them, a happy smile plastered on her face.
"What is it, Green?" Red asked, returning his pokemon, along with Blue.
"Come with me and check the PokeNews! Something very important is on!" she told them, bobbing up and down on her heels. Then, without waiting for their answers, she grabbed one of their arms in each hand and pulled them back to town.
"Hey! Easy, Green! Remember, I can't move like I used to!" Red yelled to her, digging his heels into the dirt to stop. She was then jerked back because of Red's sudden stop and landed on the ground, dragging the disoriented Blue on top of her. Both Blue and Green blushed furiously, being an inch from each other's faces, but didn't move. Red sighed, shaking his head with his left hand on his forehead.
"You two... Anyway, we'll go with you, Green. But please don't drag us again. Remember, I can't move really fast or good." Red told the brunette.
"R-right. S-sorry about that Red, Blue." She said, still blushing as Blue got of her.
"Pesky woman, jerking me on top of her..." Blue grumbled, dusting himself off as Red helped Green up.
"Now, come on you two! We probably missed the report already!" she yelled, running ahead to her house. Blue sighed and ran after her, followed by Red. Soon, the got inside and saw that a report was on, going over the new 'Mysterious' Champion who would not take the position as the new champion. Several times they showed her picture, it being the same one as the Johto Trio saw.
"I wonder who she is." Yellow whispered, sitting on the couch. The couch was big enough to hold all of them, so they were all sitting on it(from right to left), Green first, Blue second, Yellow third, Red fourth.
"Well, if she's strong enough to defeat the Champion and the Elite Four, she must be really strong!" Red enthusiastically said, watching the program intently. Green was watching as well, and even Blue was interested, even if it was only a little.
"She must be, but why does she wear that mask? It reminds me of the Masked Man...Ugh!" Green said, shivering at the mention of the Masked Man.
"Well, she probably doesn't want to attract attention. I bet she has other things to do besides being the Champion. I remember not noticing that until after the battle against the Elite Four." Red explained, memories flooding his mind.
"Hey, Blue? Is something wrong? You've stayed even more quiet than normal." Yellow interrupted, tugging on said teen's sleeve. He jerked slightly, but put his gaze on her.
"I'm fine, Yellow. Don't worry." he told the girl, then turned his gaze back to the screen and returned back to what he was doing before she had interrupted him: analyzing the champion because she felt so familiar to him for an unknown reason. As he was doing that, he started to feel lightheaded. Something wasn't right. Then, the room started to spin and he blacked out.
Lilycove City, Hoenn:
"Grasshead! I am not a Munchlax!" May shouted at the green-haired boy in front of her, who just smirked.
"Oh really, April? You might as well be a Snorlax then if you aren't a Munchlax because you eat so much." the boy replied. May then turned red with anger and yelled: "ITS MAY, DREW! M-A-Y, AND I AM NOT A SNORLAX! BESIDES, I DON'T EAT THAT MUCH!"
"I would beg to differ, June. You eat even more than a Snorlax, then." the boy, a.k.a. Drew, told the fuming girl. As they continued arguing, Solidad and Harley watched their antics from afar, both amused.
"Do you think they'll ever stop?" Solidad asked Harley.
"Not a chance, hun. The day they stop fighting is the day I use small, cute pokemon and become good for real." he replied.
"I don't think that's ever going to happen, then. Do you think we should step in sometime soon?" she told him, watching the argument escalate.
"No. They look like they could do it all day, even if it made them lose their voices. Besides, they'll stop when May needs to go eat. Which should be in three... two... one..." he said, counting down. Then, they heard May's stomach growl, pausing the fight.
"How did you know that was going to happen?" Solidad asked the Cacture-loving man, surprise on her face.
"I have my ways. Besides, it's usually her stomach that ends the fights." he explained.
"You know, Harley, if May finds out about that you know this, you're going to be put in the hospital for a few days. Not just from her, either. Drew would probably kill you if he found out."
"That's why I keep it a secret, hun. See you later!" he called, walking off. Solidad just sweatdropped at his retreating figure, then went over to May and Drew. They were both sitting at a booth in the cafeteria, May vacuuming down her food while Drew watched, amused.
"Hi, guys. Mind if I join you?" she asked them. Drew shook his head as May swallowed her food and said: "Not at all, Solidad! You came here just in time, anyway!"
"Really? Why?" she asked the two, sitting beside Drew with an amused expression.
"Yeah! I wanted to show you guys this newspaper's headline." she told them, pulling out a similar newspaper from the one the Johto Trio had. She then continued: "Even though it just came out today, everyone is buying one. Take a look." She then pointed to the main headline.
"'Mysterious Trainer defeats Champion and Elite Four but refuses to become the new Champion'. That's new. And this really came out today?" Solidad asked, skeptical, reading the headline aloud.
"Yeah." May said, nodding her head, "Like I said, everyone is trying to buy one of these newspapers. Even the PokeNews is going over this event!"
"Wow! I knew the PokeNews covered over anything important, but this must be pretty big for everyone going over this simple event." Solidad exclaimed, scanning the article. At that point, Drew hissed in pain and clutched his forehead.
"Drew!" "Are you alright?" both May and Solidad asked him.
"Something's...wrong..." he hissed through gritted teeth. He had a horrible headache and the room was starting to spin. Then, everything went black.
Veilstone, Sinnoh:
"Why are you cleaning the house, Reggie? Isn't already clean enough?" Paul asked his feather-dusting older brother, raising an eyebrow at his actions.
"Because, it's dirty and I plan to keep a clean house. Try reading the newspaper while I clean. It'll keep you occupied." Reggie told his younger brother, who was sitting on the couch with his Weavile sleeping peacefully in his lap. Paul grumbled something along the lines of 'alright' and picked up the paper from the coffee table. He began to read it while Reggie continued on his cleaning-spree. Soon, Reggie thought the house was clean enough for now and went to the kitchen to wash up. At the same time, Weavile woke up from her nap and yawned, getting off Paul's lap. As she was about to head off somewhere, she heard a soft 'thump' come from behind her. She turned around to see Paul laying down on the couch with a pained expression on his face.
"Wea? Vile weavile!" she said, trying to shake Paul awake. He didn't move. Now she was worried. Paul wasn't the lightest sleeper around but he would wake up if someone shook him. Weavile then ran to the kitchen and saw Reggie, washing his hands. She quickly ran over and started to tug on the teen's pants. He looked down, surprised to find the Sharp Claw pokemon awake and tugging his leg. For one thing, she never did something like what she was doing right now before. Something must be wrong.
"Weavile, is something wrong?" he asked her. She nodded and ran to the door frame that lead to the living room, where Paul was... Uh oh. He ran after her, only to find Paul on the couch, a worried Weavile beside him.
Pallet Town, South Side, Kanto:
"Need any help, Gramps?" Gary asked Prof. Oak, popping his head through one of the doorways.
"No, Gary. Tracy is helping me enough. You go back to what ever you were doing." Oak told his grandson. He then went back to work on some sort of machine. Gary sighed, saying: "Alright, Grandpa." before disappearing back through the doorway. Oak smiled as he continued his work, along with Tracy. After a while, Tracy spoke up.
"He sure cares about you a lot, doesn't he?" he asked, tightening a few bolts.
"Yes, he does. I am his only family, after all." Oak answered, crisscrossing a few wires.
"Yeah, I know you are, Prof. But, well, he treats you more like a father than a grandfather."
"He does, Tracy. I've been with him since he was four. We know each other better than anyone else in the world. And now that he's become a researcher, I can teach him everything I know. He might even become a better Pokemon Researcher than me someday, don't you think, Tracy?"
"With his combined knowledge of battling and pokemon research, I wouldn't be surprised." Tracy answered, bolting a panel shut. Suddenly, Umbreon came running up to them, worried.
"Um! Breon bre!" it shouted, tugged on Prof. Oak's pants leg, then Tracy's.
"Is something wrong Umbreon?" Tracy asked the pokemon. It nodded, then ran back through the doorway it had come from. It was also the same way Gary had headed before... Not good. They followed Umbreon down the hallway until they came up to Gary's room, where the door was ajar. Umbreon ran inside, Prof. Oak and Tracy following. They saw Gary on the floor, unconscious, with Umbreon nuzzling him. The small TV he had in his room was also turned on, set on the PokeNews channel.
Nuvema Town, Unova:
Trip had gone back to his hometown after the Pokemon League and was now trying to teach his Serperior a new move.
"Try again, Serperior! Frenzy Plant!" the young trainer ordered his pokemon. Small vines shot out of the ground, but then fell back down lifelessly. Trip sighed sadly. His Serperior had just learned the new move when they got home, but wasn't able to get it right. They had tried ever since they came home to perfect it, but what they were doing now was the closest they had gotten. It didn't look much like a real Frenzy Plant, but they were getting closer with each practice.
"Ser, ser, ser..." Serperior panted, tired from its training session.
"I think that's enough for today, Serperior. Let's head back inside." Trip asked his pokemon. After his loss at the League, he had become nicer to his pokemon, especially Serperior.
"Perior." it said in agreement, nodding. It slithered inside after its trainer, heading to the living room floor for a nice nap. To Trip's pokemon, the carpeted living room floor was the best place to sleep. Even more than his bed or the guest beds. As Serperior slithered away, he sat back in one of the kitchen chairs, reading over the newspaper he had gotten that morning but had no time to read. The headline caught his attention, along with the article, but the picture got most of his attention. The woman in the photo seemed so familiar for some reason.
"Why are you so familiar? Who are you?" Trip asked aloud, putting his finger on the picture. He read the rest of the article, but it didn't give him any info on who the person was... Serperior was a very light sleeper, so a the smallest sound he didn't recognize, he would wake up. After a few minutes, he heard a small 'thump' come from the kitchen. He then shot up and headed to the kitchen to investagate and to make sure his trainer was alright. What he saw surprised him, and made him worry. Trip was laying unconscious on the floor, also having a pained expression on his face. Serperior was very worried, so he headed as fast as he could to get the person he trusted the most to help Trip: Prof. Juniper.
First chapter! I'll tell you guys in the next chapter why they blacked out, so wait. Anyway, please read and review!