Spring had finally come to Lumiose City, Kalos. The flowers started to bloom. Fletchlings were singing courting songs and the weather was starting to warm up.
It was late March. It had been raining and snowing for the past couple of days. The gutters, birdbaths and roofs were all filled with rainwater. Rain puddles and semi-frozen white sludge were all over the sidewalks and streets. The pedestrians had made comments about how it looked like melted slushies.
Zack felt a cold breeze through his fair skin. His neatly cut caramel-blonde hair blew in the air, to the point that some of the strands were sticking out. He usually loves a good, sweet air, but he hates it when it gets too windy. For such a windy weather like this, Zack wore a dark green lightweight windbreaker with a light blue shirt underneath and dark blue pants.
Zack began riding down South Boulevard, taking in all the sights around him. He was feeling a bit awed by the locally owned cafes and restaurants ahead of him.
There was Professor Sycamore's Lab, Pokémon Center, PR Video Studio, Coiffure Clips and Pokémon Research Center. South Boulevard had plenty of school buildings, medical facilities and offices. South Boulevard also has its own fair share of stores selling toys, food, modest clothing, and household goods.
Haussman architecture was recognized for its beige facade and dormer windows on a blue roof. They had black wrought iron balconies on the top floors.
Zackary Monet had a disability for as long as he can remember. He cannot walk and has to be in a wheelchair to get around. At night, he would place his wheelchair next to his bed and tuck himself under the covers. When it's morning, he would get himself out of bed, changing out of his pajamas and into his clothes. It's difficult, but that was a part of his daily and evening routine.
Sometimes, Lumiose City looked the same. Every building looked alike. There were a lot of people, cars, and even kids playing with each other everywhere along with their pokémon.
He never liked Lumiose City that much. It was too noisy and was easy to get lost in if you don't have a map in your pokédex. He had always preferred sleepy towns over big bustling cities. However, he couldn't help but linger over what happened four weeks ago…
Zack was pushing himself faster and faster as much as he can. He searched every nook and cranny where for his pokémon, but he had no luck.
What Zack didn't know that his pokémon was running further behind him. It managed to run through the crowds and passing through a few obstacles. It kept running and running, attempting to catch up with Zack. Unfortunately, it didn't last too long. Zack had disappeared into another block, never to be seen again.
The mysterious figure lowered its head, disappointed that its trainer had disappeared.
"I can't believe it…" Zack said as his eyes started to water up. "He's gone…"
Zack's eyes started to water up again, upset from what had become of his former pokémon partner. He got so lost in his own thoughts and memories that he didn't know his tears were dripping on his face and his dark green windbreaker.
He's gone….
His thoughts of doubt and despair began to cloud his mind as the situation truly set in. Where his partner could be? He needs to go find him before bad things happen to him. He doesn't know what to do in this situation.
His anger boiled inside of a volcano, ready to erupt in all of glory. His emerald, green eyes blazed with rage, and tears flowing right out of his eyes.
Images and voices ran through his head, starting with a loud scream. There were images of an unknown black silhouette creature that roared angrily into the night sky. Zack was surrounded in orange and yellow hot flames. He felt like he was trapped in a fire. His breath was getting shorter and shorter. His heart was racing. He was on the verge of having a panic attack.
Zack took a deep breath and slowly calmed down for a bit. He reached a pokéball from his satchel. He pressed the button, allowing the pokéball to burst open. It was a tiny white fairy creature holding a yellow flower.
Zack looked down at his only female partner holding a yellow flower like a parasol. Flabébé are known to be the smallest pokémon in Kalos. Zack thought it was kind of cute that Flabébé could fit in his hand.
"At least I have you, Daphne," Zack said, smiling sadly. "We'll keep finding him. I hope he's okay..."
Daphne, the Flabébé let out a low sympathetic cry. Zack was grateful, but his sadness did not go away.
Daphne couldn't help but smile at her trainer's old partner's absence. She didn't want to hurt Zack's feelings, so she had to hide her happiness with a convincing frown.
She could see vague images of herself and Zack's mysterious pokémon arguing with each other. Zack just stood there in a corner with his eyes widen in fear and shock. Just thinking about it made her blood boil. She can't stand to see Zack cry over his so-called friend.
Daphne wished Zack could just move on and get a new pokémon already. She was already getting bored and lonely for too long. She wants a new friend to play with. Human or pokémon.