A/N: What's up here's a new chapter out. This one came out a lot faster than I thought it would, especially with work being so crazy for me lately, then again it isn't very long but hey, I'm enjoying writing this story and I can't wait to share it with all of you, so sorry if it's only little bits at a time. But hey, you get what you get and you don't get upset! At least I hope you don't iv been so happy that I haven't gotten any nasty comments yet and I'd hate for that to be ruined by an overly judgmental flamer.
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"All right Sylveon, Fairy Wind straight up!"
It had only took a few hours for Harry to get to Enlightenment town after his battle with Paul. The town itself was much bigger than Sandgem town, many of its buildings were at least two levels high with the majority being houses. Its curved streets were large, round, and fully paved; and lined with evergreen trees and bushes making it look like the town had just grown in along with the forest.
He'd already gotten checked in at the Pokemon center, had his mandatory physical, and had Tyrunt heald by the resident Nurse Joy.
Harry was still astonished by the resemblance of those women, it didn't seem to matter whether they were only related by marriage or had a decades age difference between them, they all looked like the same identical women.
He was currently training with his Sylveon getting ready for their upcoming contest debut a short ways inside of the forest in a small clearing, with Tyrunt wandering around .
"Syl-Ve-On" the fairy-type cried out, lifting its ribbons up swirling them around, and crating a large whirlwind of silvery pink wind around itself and shooting it skywards.
"Now use Shadow Ball, and spin it!"
Sylveon opened its mouth using the attack, and with a sharp twist of its head sent the move spiralling up. The Shadow Ball started to give of magenta colored sparks as it followed the trail of the Fairy Wind . Once it reached the top the Shadow Ball burst, dispersing the Fairy Wind and causing a shower of dark purple, pink, and magenta sparkles.
"That was brilliant!" Harry gushed upon seeing the result.
"Syl!" Sylveon cried out in delight at the praise.
"I cant believe it worked."
Harry had actually been thinking about performance routines for a while now. Back when he'd been at the research lab he'd imagine what kind of combinations and moves he would use if he ever competed in a contest. Unfortunately he never did anything more than watch contest re-runs or some of Albert's old performance routines when it came to experience with the appeal rounds. He had luckily had some practice in contest battles with Albert and Miranda, both of whom had previously competed in Pokemon contests, Albert had impressed upon him how when competing in contests he'd had to do a lot of both preparation and planning as well as on the spot improvisation. When it came to contest battles for the most part he had done pretty well with them according to the older two.
"Alright, let's try it again, but this time I want you to use Swift. "
As Harry and his Pokemon trained they were unaware of their silent watcher in the bushes.
"Now Fairy Wind, once more,"
Sylveon again used the move, encasing itself in a silvery pink whirlwind.
"Now, jump and use Swift all around."
Sylveon jumped in the middle of the Fairy Wind, swinging one of its glowing tipped ribbons around and letting loose pink glitter-dusted gold stars in all directions. The Swift picked up speed as well as caught the sparkle from the Fairy Wind causing the stars to glow and spin so fast they looked like disc instead of stars and leaving a trail of pink light behind them.
Harry let out a muttered "Wow at the unexpected result of the combination, not noticing that the awed excitement wasn't his own, well not all of it. Their silent watcher moving closer to the trainer and Pokemon.
"That was great Sylveon, but I don't think it was...flashy enough." Harry said, walking over to his partner, a contemplative frown on his face.
The combination was great, the way that the Swift and Fairy Wind highlighted each other would be perfect in either the appeal or battle round, but the execution fell a bit short of what it could be.
"Maybe if we tried from a different angle, Sylveon let's do it one more time."
"Syl," Was the response he got as Sylveon got ready for another try.
"Now, Fairy Wind!"
Again the fairy-type enclosed itself in the pink whirlwind.
"Now use Sw-" "Ral!" Harry was cut of by a sudden shout as something burst from the bushes darting straight at Sylveon, all three of the clearing occupants were caught off guard by the sudden appearance
The newcomer turned out to be a Ralts , at least he thought it was a Ralts, he had seen pictures of them and this one looked different. Its hair was a light teal, instead of green,with orange horns, not red like normal.
Harry didn't feel any anger, protectiveness or any other aggressive emotions coming off of it so assumed it wasn't here to attack. Tyrunt upon hearing the intrusion had darted forward and stood close to Harry, feeling uncertainty and protectiveness, the normal emotions it felt when something unknown was happening to or around Harry.
The oddly colored Ralts continued toward Sylveon and made a jump high into the air and into the middle of the Fairy Wind, its horns where outlined in glowing purple before the Fairy Wind started dispersing outwards in all directions underneath it, as if the attack had hit an invisible wall, creating a large umbrella shape.
Suddenly the Ralts spun around in midair releasing glowing light green leaves spiraling downward along and over the arch of the Fairy Wind. As the leaves traveled the length of the pink wind, the light they admitted caused the wind to glisten around them as they spiraled down, making a shower of glitter that curtained around the Ralts as it landed with its tiny arms in the air with a happy cry.
Harry, Sylveon and Tyrunt just stood watching in awe for a moment. After shaking himself from his stupor and focused enough to feel the happiness and excitement coming from the Ralts, he started clapping lightly.
"That was incredible, you must love performing," he said as he took out his pokedex.
"Ral" It cried out in happiness at the praise.
Ralts, the Feeling Pokémon. It can use the horns on its head to read human emotions. Ralts rarely shows itself to humans, but may occasionally approach when it senses positive or happy feelings. The device informed him.
Looking at the picture Harry was once again reminded of the fact that this Ralts looked almost entirely different.
"So you are a Ralts, but why are your colors completely different?" He questioned the Pokemon, not expecting an answer. He knew some Pokemon had different color variations like Shellos, but as far as he knew Ralts weren't like that.
With the combination of the incredible performance and the interesting color, Harry found himself completely enthralled with the psychic type in front of him, comeing to a decision he smiled.
"Tyrunt stay back, Sylveon I need you."
Obediently Sylveon jumped forward in front of Harry, while Tyrunt reluctantly took half a step back, Harry could feel the uncertainty rolling off the prehistoric Pokemon but was happy that it listened to him.
"Alright, you're going to be the first Pokemon I catch in the wild!" Harry declared with a clear determined voice, though the sentiments of the statement we're contradicted by the nervous looking grin/grimace his mouth was sporting.
"Ral!" The Ralts for its part understood that it had been challenged and seemed ready to battle. Harry could feel a cautiousness coming from it but it didn't seem scared in the least.
"All right Sylveon, use Shadow Ball!"
Sylveon opened its mouth and let loose the dark purple sphere aiming for the Ralts who managed to leap out of the way, avoiding the super effective attack.
The Ralts turned and looked at Sylveon head slightly up, showing it's normally hidden orange eyes before a purple glow outlined its horns and then outlined Sylveon before, the fairy-type was painfully sent sprawling to the side.
"Sylveon!" It cried out in shock and slight pain.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked.
His response was a sharp nod and an affirmative grunt as Sylveon quickly pushed itself back to its feet and back into a battle ready position.
Before Harry could give another command the Ralts charged forward, suddenly many identical copies of the oddly colored psychic-type started popping out of thin air all around Sylveon on the ground and even some floating in the air. Sylveon made a surprised noise as it looked around itself, completely taken off guard at suddenly being surrounded
'That's Double Team, the real one is hiding somewhere in there and the rest are just fakes' Harry thought to himself, remembering his lessons on Pokemon moves.
"Don't worry Sylveon, only one of them is real but you have to find it."
"SylveSylSyl" Sylveon cried out regaining focus.
Suddenly all of the Ralts copies spun and used Magical Leaf, sending the glowing green attack from every angle.
"Sylveon, quick dodge!" Harry called out.
Jumping up and moving in the air, Sylveon avoided most of the flying leaves but was hit in the side by a few and was sent skidding away but still on its feet.
"Oh no, just hang in there and use Fairy Wind."
Sylveon spread its ribbons using the attack and managed to hit a few of the copies as they moved around but had missed the original. Once again the Ralts and its copies used Magical Leaf.
"Spin and use Swift." Spinning around Sylveon surrounded itself with stars as a makeshift barrier, deflecting the oncoming attack.
"That's it keep it up!" He encouraged.
As the counterattack worked, Harry felt Sylveons determination rise before slightly falling when it seen it still looked to be surrounded. When Harry felt the change in Sylveons emotions he realised something.
'I can still feel Ralts emotions, and I can still only feel three Pokemon here. So that means the duplicates don't give off emotions! '
Focusing on his inner eye Harry tried to pin point where the real Ralts was. He could still feel Tyrunts uneasiness behind him, he could feel Sylveons determination in front, and then off to the side on the far corner in the middle of a cluster of copies he could feel the cautiousness coming off of what he now knew to be the real Ralts.
"The real ones over there, Sylveon use Fairy Wind on the group over to your right" Harry directed, pointing to the corner of the clearing.
Not wasting a second Sylveon did as it was told, using Fairy Wind and destroying most of the Ralts copies with the real one being knock back with a startled cry.
"Gotcha' now." Harry said as he threw an empty pokéball and hit the down Ralts pulling it inside.
The ball landed on the ground and began shaking, once...twice...then it popped open freeing Ralts.
"No! Quick Sylveon, grab onto Ralts!"
Sylveon stretched out its ribbons and wrapped them firmly around the psychic-type. Sylveon then swung Ralts around, in an arch.
"Ral!" With a sudden cry , the Ralts gave off a shock of blue electricity from its body and electrocuted Sylveon through its ribbons.
"Syyylllll!" Sylveon let out a long cry as it was shocked and forced to let go of Ralts.
"Sylveon can you still go on?" Sylveon nodded its head, but Harry could easily tell that it couldn't take much more, especially if the battle kept going like this.
Ralts began to move, once again it used Double Team, making copies of itself. Then all of them began to glow with blue electricity and a light blue ball of energy appearing in front of each of them.
Suddenly Harry was hit with an idea and smirked, he focused with his empathy, and found the real Ralts.
"Use Swift to your left." He ordered
Just as all the Ralts fired their attacks, Sylveon launched a barrage of stars.
"Now, Fairy Wind!" Harry quickly ordered, as the stars and electricity connected, electrifying the stars and making them twinkle
"Syl-Ve-On" The fairy-type sent a powerful pink wind blowing the electric stars back toward a surprised Ralts who was knocked back hard against a tree. Before it could fall to the ground Harry had already hit it with another pokéball.
Harry held his breath, as Ralts was pulled inside the device, and the ball sat on the ground wobbling for several long moments before stopping.
Harry didn't release his breath for several moments after the movement from the ball stopped, then a large smile started to spread across his face.
"Yes! We did it. I caught my first Pokemon!" He announced as he ran over and picked up the now still ball, Tyrunt and Sylveon crying out in excitement and joy behind him.
"Interesting, it seems you have an uncanny ability of finding rare and unusual Pokemon. You're turning out to be a very special trainer and you haven't even been gone a week." Professor Rowan said over the video phone.
"Looks like it." Harry said, not sure if he should be happy or dejected. Even in another world, weird one-in-a-million odds things keep happening to him.
"Ral?" Came the questioning noise of the Ralts that was currently in his arms, clearly concerned having felt the change in it's new trainers emotions.
"Its okay, nothing to worry about." He reassured his new friend.
After he had caught Ralts he and the rest of his Pokemon had gone straight back to the Pokemon center to get both it and Sylveon healed. Nurse Joy had also explained to him that the Ralts he had found was something called a shiny Pokemon; a rare phenomenon that could affect any Pokemon, and that aside from the physical appearance it wouldn't really cause any difference or trouble for him while he was training it. Harry guessed it was somewhat akin to albinism.
After he had been reassured that both of his Pokemon would be okay in an hour or so Harry had decided to make a special treat for his Pokemon and gone to one of the small kitchenettes in the Pokemon Center to bake some pokepuffs.
He decided to make a large variety of them in different flavors, he knew that Sylveon preferred sweets and Tyrunt preferred spicy. But he would have to learn what Ralts preferred.
After Ralts and Sylveon had been released by Nurse Joy Harry learn that Ralts preferred dry flavors overall.
He also decided to call Professor Rowan to tell him about his new companion and to check in.
Harry had felt a warm feeling in his chest when Professor Rowan seemed genuinely pleased to hear from him even though it had only been a few days since he left. He recounted everything he had done since leaving , albeit it wasn't much, from his first battle with Paul, to his decision to enter the upcoming Pokemon contest.
"So you've decided to aim for the Grand Festival eh?" The older man asked
"Well yes and no. I'm going to enter but I'm also planning on going to the Oreburgh gym to. I just want to try everything I can. I mean it's not like once i do onething I'm stuck with that and only that right? Right?" Harry stated and then seriously questioned, wanting to confirm that he was allowed to compete in Gym Battles even if he started out competing in contest.
"Yes, that's right. There is no rule prohibiting you from competing in both gym battles and contest or whatever else you may wish to pursue." The professor said, giving him a reassuring smile.
"That's good I'd hate to get all the way to the gym only to be told I'm ineligible to challenge them because I've been marked as a coordinator." Harry said giving a short laugh that was cut off by a sudden choking noise when he suddenly remembered something.
"What is it?" The Professor asked, concerned at the sudden way Harry's face had morphed into an expression of fear.
"I was so focused on training for the contest I forgot to register," Harry said feeling stupid. " I'm sorry, I have to go now Professor, please give my regards to Yuzo and the rest."
"Very well, good luck in your contest, we'll be watching."
With that Harry cut the video feed and started to make his way toward the contest hall.
"Greetings and a warm welcome to coordinators and contest fans of all ages. We've all come together for one very special reason, and that's the find out who will take home the coveted and Fabulous Enlightenment contest ribbon. Now I know you've all been waiting patiently now it's time for you to be rewarded."
The lights on the stage lit up, showing a brown haird woman with a microphone speaking.
"We're coming at you live on stage in the stadium located inside Enlightenment Town. So let's get down to business and see who gets the Enlightenment ribbon and a real beauty it is, add to this four additional contest wins and you'll be eligible to compete in the prestigious grand festival." She said holding up a magenta ribbon with a crescent-shaped buckle.
Harry stood watching the TV screen in the backstage waiting room with the other coordinators.
It had been three days of training with Sylveon and Ralts getting ready for this, his big moment; his debut as not only a coordinator but a full-fledged Pokemon trainer of his new world.
On an actual path, this one would lead to the grand festival. From here on out he wasn't just wandering aimlessly, now he had a destination in mind, a milestone to reach. And who knows how many more he may find along his way there.
I'm Marian and I'm thrilled to be your Master of ceremonies and thanks so much! Now it's time for our first round!
A/N: And there it is a new chapter hope you enjoy it. Harry has a new Pokemon only three spaces left and I already know what they're going to be, but I'm not telling.
What did you think of the battle? It's so easy to imagine them but putting them into words is proving to be a bit of a challenge and a time consuming one at that, so I hope it turns out well.
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Info on Harry's newest Pokemon
*Ralts(Shiney)
Gender: Female
Moves: Confusion, Double Team, Shock Wave, Magical Leaf
Ability: Trace