View Full Version : A Pokemon? Master? 2.0
1st August 2005, 12:28 AM
Notes: yes it returns not much has changed this chapter it's still fast paced and still a bit raw but I rather liked it the way it was. I am in need of a beta however having long since lost contact with my past ones ^-^ comments and thoughts always appreciated.
One look at my trainer told me something was wrong. Gone was the long red hair and light blue eyes, they had been replaced with a short black ponytail and green eyes. Instead of her blue jean shorts and blue tank top, there was a knee length, black skirt and white t-shirt proclaiming contests to be the best.
“Di I need to transform into how I used to look?" she said, Her voice held a jubilant tone.
“Ditto,” I replied. With a glow, I had turned into her old self, “Karen... isn’t this a bad way to check out before and after fashion decisions?”
She raised an eyebrow at me.
“I had to teach you sarcasm... I knew that was a bad idea. Anyway, I’m not checking anything out, I was just making sure your transformation was still good.”
Before I could make the indignant retort I was thinking known, Karen trainer pushed a Pokédex and Pokéballs into my hands.
“You’re going to be a pokemon master!” She said, grinning and nearly bouncing from foot to foot.
"I'm going to what?!!!" I shouted, eyes wide as I tried to comprehend this new information.
"You’re going to be a pokemon master, because I don’t want to be. I’m 12 years old now; it took me two years to convince my parents to let me leave! They only said I could leave home because they thought that you were strong enough to travel with and they ‘knew’ that I'd be building a strong team. I want to be a pokemon coordinator, and you know how my parents feel about that."
I nodded, her parents were misguided into thinking that pokemon in contests were nowhere near as strong. In truth they were just as strong in many cases, if not stronger.
"I still don't see what this has to do with me..." I lied.
“Yes you do! I'm going to Hoenn to be a pokemon coordinator, and, so my parents don't get suspicious, you’re going off to become a pokemon trainer!"
I wanted to say no. Oh, how I wanted to tell her that she was crazy and that I’d do no such thing! ‘Of course I could’ she pleaded with those sorrowful looking eyes, reminding me that shed been there the day I had literally oozed out of my egg. That look reminded me that we'd trained together for years, and that’d we'd swore to do anything for each other. But most of it was those eyes... Although they were now a deep green, they still commanded me... still compelled me not to deny her.
I tried to change her mind, to ask her how she was going to enter a contest if I was using her name? How was she going to travel with no pokemon? She merely laughed softly, and explained that her Hoenn friend had arranged for her contest pass, and that she had applied for a female Nidoran she'd be picking up only a few towns over. It appeared there was no stopping her.
"Okay, I'll do it... but if we get caught you have to remember that this was all your idea” I said, sighing. This was going t be a big mistake, I could feel it.
She ran and hugged me tightly.
"I knew you'd say yes I knew it!" she looked into my eyes and smiled brightly, "You’re going to be the greatest pokemon master the leagues have ever seen, I can feel it!” with that, she let go of me and slipped off into the woods. I saw that she was carrying a small black backpack; she didn’t look back.
With a small sighed I picked up the blue backpack she’d left for me and slung it over one shoulder; it was going to be one of those days…
As I walked towards Vermillion city, I thought about how I was gong to accomplish the task set before me. I knew I could act perfectly like Karen; I’d done it numerous times when Karen had wanted someone to talk to without having to translate my speech. I'd also gone to school on days when she’d d been sick, so she could keep up her perfect attendance record... not that her parents knew that.
I was still in shock at how easily she'd left me simply wishing me the best
my problem was catching another pokemon. One; I’d have to transform into it, and then I’d have to battle it. After that, I’d have to transform back and catch it. I knew I had the strength for it; the extra two years of training I’d received had helped me build up endurance. As Karen pointed out, the best way for a Ditto to win a battle was to be in better shape than the pokemon it was transformed against. Still, it was gong to be a lot of transforming work, and whatever pokemon I caught was going to be shocked.
A splash of water caught my attention, and my eyes strayed off the path towards the disturbance. I had to smile; some considerate human had put up a birdbath in the middle of nowhere! A few tan and white Pidgey were enjoying themselves on this hot summers day.
They were chattering to each other about how nice and cold the water was, and how did you know that so and so was seen talking with so and so. You’d never know it unless you were a pokemon, but Pidgey are the worst gossips in the world! You can’t trust any secrecy with them; in the time it takes to breath, their whole flock knows everything.
I just shook my head and moved on. The forest was finally clearing out into flat plains, and the trees were getting smaller and more bush-like as the path wore on. There were rolling grass hills, and each emerald stem waved proudly like a banner in the noontime sun. The warm sunshine on my human skin was pleasant; it seemed to lift my spirits. I smiled in delight as I walked, beginning to think that this crazy scheme just might work...
"Please don’t! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!" a plaintive cry reached my ears, and as I squinted, I could see a small Growlithe cowering in front of two humans. One of them appeared to be an officer Jenny.
"I can't help it, but I won't do it again!" His cries were heartbreaking to me, but to the humans they were only the whimpered world of his name.
The wind was blowing in my direction and I could hear the officer’s words as she spoke.
"I'm sorry little guy, but you’ve bitten a lot of innocent humans and pokemon. We’ve had you forever, and nurse Joy says there’s nothing we can do with you so I can’t let you endanger anybody," she reached down to pet him a sort of last gesture of kindness.
Not if I had anything to do with it! I began to run towards where they stood, my legs burning as I pushed my tired muscles harder than ever.
"Hey, what are you two doing?” I shouted, hoping to stop what I could sense was about to be an execution.
The officer stood up and watched me approach; I could see the tears forming in her eyes. The other human was a man around his forty's. He was balding and stern looking, and his eyes were a hard grey that seemed to be set in a permanent glare. I came to a stop barely a foot from the doomed Growlithe. He sniffed at me, and, seeing a kindred sprit, relaxed a fraction. Officer Jenny looked none too pleased, though obviously this was hard enough for her she probly didn't want me putting it off even more.
“Young lady, you leave here this instant, and get away from that Growlithe! He's dangerous!”
I ignored her request and observed the pokemon. He was of normal size for a Growlithe, and his shaggy orange and black coat gleamed with good health.
"Dangerous how?" I asked, curious as to how he could have blown so many chances. The police force went out of their way to rehabilitate troublesome Growlithe.
She sighed troubled and pushed her blue hair out of her face.
"He’s uncontrollable, and he's been that way forever. He seems fine, and then suddenly he’ll dart at a person or pokemon, grab onto them and won't let go until he's returned to his Pokéball! He can't do that! We’ve tried every form of rehabilitation we know, but he still remains dangerous. People who’ve been randomly attacked have been suing us, and the costs are beginning to become troublesome. He’s a danger to everyone, unfortunately..."
I could feel the pain in her voce. Obviously, she loved this pokemon... but if he was this wild, then he could easily fatally harm someone. If he did that, he'd be killed a lot less humanely then they were trying to do now.
Like people, some pokemon aren't mentally balanced. It happens, and it's sad usually, these pokemon attack the wrong opponent and are swiftly dealt with, but when they come into contact with humans, the humans vainly try to save them. I shook my head, knowing I was about to make another mistake.
“Please don't kill him, I’ll take him." I said. I knew I was in for an argument.
The man snorted and just shook his head while officer sighed.
"Young lady, this pokemon is sick. If we can’t handle him, we certainly can't give him to a trainer! He could kill a pokemon in a match!”
I growled softly to the Growlithe in his own language.
"Come now, walk to me slowly. I’m going to try and help you, but you have to work with me.”
He tilted his head in puzzlement and trotted softly to my side, then lay down over my feet. So far so good... Officer jenny was in shock.
"How did how did you get him to do that?"
"I guess you could say I have a pokemon soul, and they know it." I replied. Please don't ask any more I prayed please don't ask who I am or where I'm from and please just let it go.
The old man still shook his head.
"Officer, we’ve seen him good as gold one day and a rampaging terror the next! We can't just give the creature to her!"
Okay, so the old man was still a problem standing in the way to Growlithe's safety with me, and Growlithe knew it.
A flash or orange and black was all any of us saw as he lunged for the man
"Growlithe, get off him now." I commanded, again speaking to him.
I prayed that he would move before Officer Jenny was forced to shoot him. Fortunately, he jumped off the man and returned to my feet. Officer Jenny’s gun was still trained on him however. I told the Growlithe to stay, and helped the old man up. His suit was a bit ripped, and he had a few claw marks on his face. His face was now a deep, almost plum colour
"That, that creature is...” He seemed so angry as to be at a loss for words.
Officer Jenny’s face showed confused emotions; she still seemed amazed I could command the Growlithe, but also concern over his recent action.
I ran back to Growlithe, and scooped him up in my arms despite his weight. He licked my face softly and whimpered.
"I'm sorry, it’s just ...he... I’m sorry..."
I turned to officer jenny and gave her Karen’s most sorrowful eyes.
"Please, Officer Jenny, he's been through a lot today, and he listens to me!" ‘For now anyway’ I thought, "I wont let him harm anyone, I swear, and I won’t even use him in battles if I think he's too violent...please I know how to work with troubled pokemon, I'll write you regular reports on his behaviour and if anything happens and he starts acting slightly aggressive I'll have him put down I swear” I lied oh I'd send her reports and all but to hell with putting him down I could save him I know I could.
She seemed to consider this, and her eyes darkened as she pondered to possibilities. Could she trust a young child with a dangerous pokemon? Could I really control the Growlithe, and did she really want to have to watch a creature that she cared about die? It was the last one that got her, I’m sure. She slowly holstered her gun and handed me a Pokéball
"Be careful. I don’t know what it is about you, but I trust you... young lady with the pokemon soul..." she smiled, and her blue eyes shone with hope.
The old man handed me a small white case that resembled a first aid kit.
"Just in case..." was all he said. The two turned and walked towards where Officer Jenny had parked her bike. With a roar of exhaust and fumes, they drove off into the distance.
I sat down in grass and put the Growlithe down beside me, only to be tackled quite hard and have my face licked.
“Ew, please don’t do that," I mumbled, trying not get my lips licked.
The puppy pokemon hopped off me and lay watching me.
"Who are you, and how come you smell like a pokemon?" he asked in confusion.
"My name’s Di, and I'm a Ditto pretending to be a trainer. Now, who are you?" I asked in return
"They call me Dare, as in ‘don’t you dare’...” he replied, his voice a bit less excited than it had been.
“Don't worry Dare; I’ll keep you in line somehow. Things will work out, okay?” I hoped to inspire some confidence in him and keep him calm at the same time; any fluctuation in emotions could bring about a fit.
He nodded and yawned
“Can I go back into my Pokéball now? I’m tired and don't like to sleep outside of it it's noisy.
I nodded and returned him to the Pokéball, then stood up and began heading towards the nearest town. The walk was long and fairly boring. During the daytime, not many pokemon wander the plains for fear of being captured. A few Pidgey and Spearow flew overhead, but otherwise the trip was quiet.
As the sky darkened and the stars came out, I tried to think of what my next move would be. I’d need to capture pokemon capable of taking down Lt. Surge's pokemon, and I'd have to do it myself; Dare was too unpredictable. The cold air was starting to give me goose bumps, and the last look at my map said I was at least three hours from a pokemon centre or town.
I shivered in the cold, and then spotted a small hole on the side of a hill. With a sigh of relief, I jogged towards it. I found some bits of old fur and straw stuffed inside, but nothing to show that anything had been there recently. With a small smile, I placed Dare's Pokéball inside my backpack, and then placed the pack mostly covering the hole.
There was a quick flash of light, and I was myself once again... short, pink, and squishy. I squirmed my way inside the hole and buried myself under the fur blanket, beginning to warm up as the cloth absorbed my body heat. Before I went to sleep, I wrote in my mental journal.
Today I became a human pokemon trainer, and rescued my first pokemon. What in the name of the legendaries was I thinking?!”
Kawaii Kyuubi Kitsune
1st August 2005, 4:35 AM
Yay, it's back! I know I didnt say much to the last one and was one of those closet readers, but I'm sure I can manage to beta this if you can't get anyone better. I love this fic!
1st August 2005, 2:56 PM
*snuzzles* as my first reviewer you got a snuzzle ^-^.i'll probly take you up on the beta thing.
1st August 2005, 2:57 PM
Oh goody, this is back! I really love the concept of a ditto being a pokemon trainer, but I have had one question I was never able to ask. But I'll wait till the time is right
1st August 2005, 3:11 PM
I tried to read this the last time, but it was so long by the time I got to it and I really didn't feel like reading so much. I'll be a reviewer this time though. And not to insult you but: Finally! I found a mistake!
I haven't seen a mistake in a fic in ages.
please I know how to work with troubled Pokemon_ I'll write you regular reposts on his behaviour and if anything happens and he starts acting slightly
Between Pokemon and I’ll you need either a comma or a semicolon. Reposts should be reports.
This is quite possibly the most original journey fic ever and I'm glad I can read it this time around.
1st August 2005, 3:22 PM
Ho-oh lover feel free to pm me your question.
kaizer63: glad to have you with us this time round. i'll update about once a week till i get back to where i was then its once a month or so. i'll go fix those errors thanks.
1st August 2005, 3:28 PM
This is really good. I don't think I ever read the original version, but this is great. I love how Di could control Growlithe, and how you made the Pidgey out to be gossips. Also, it was good how Growlithe had an opinion on sleeping in the "noisy" outside of the Pokéball.
1st August 2005, 4:20 PM
I just realized this, in that same paragraph as earlier, there needs to be a comma after 'swear' and a period after 'lied.' So you'd have to capitalize 'oh' then you also need a comma after 'down' and 'him.'
Don't mean to get picky or anything, I started to reread it for some reason and those caught my eye. Your story still seems great, but maybe you could watch your puncuation a bit more.
1st August 2005, 4:34 PM
Hunting Guard : thanks i try to give everythign atleast soem personality.
kaizer63 at this rate i'm gonna take you up as my beta.
1st August 2005, 4:35 PM
I'm looking ot be employed as a beta. I have had nobody take up my offer and I'm very good at finding mistakes. I started reading this at some other forum but I can't remember where. I think it was here but it was too much to read so I skipped it. I have been waiting for a revised edition and here it is!!! YAY!!! The idea is very original and I like that also since you used a ditto, one of my favorite Pokemon. I can't wait to read more about this.
jirachiman out ;385;
1st August 2005, 5:05 PM
note; for those of you on gaiaonline i am also ladyumbra there ^-^ for those of you not there go join they have cute pokemon rpgs with neat art for every capture *ish not advertising is makign a statement*
1st August 2005, 5:59 PM
Ok, I'm going to thoroughly read this chapter for mistakes right now. I don't know why, I just haven't really done that for a fic in a while. I'll edit this later with what I find. And after that, it's off to playing FF7.
Have fun, every mistake I found or thought I found.
“Di I need to transform into how I used to look?" she said, Her voice held a jubilant tone.
“Di, I need you to transform into how I used to look…
I didn’t know the original trainer was a ditto too…
“Yes you do! I'm going to Hoenn to be a pokemon coordinator, and, so my parents don't get suspicious, you’re going off to become a pokemon trainer!"
Remove the commas around ‘and.’
I said, sighing. This was going t be a big mistake, I could feel it.
t should be to.
I knew you'd say yes I knew it!"
Comma after yes.
I'd also gone to school on days when she’d d been sick, so she could keep up her perfect attendance record... not that her parents knew that.
You don’t need that second d there.
I was still in shock at how easily she'd left me simply wishing me the best
You need a period after best.
my problem was catching another pokemon.
You need to capitalize my.
One; I’d have to transform into it, and then I’d have to battle it. After that, I’d have to transform back and catch it.
You don’t need the comma before and. You don’t need the comma before I’d.
Still, it was gong to be a lot of transforming work, and whatever pokemon I caught was going to be shocked.
“Gong” needs to be “going.”
A splash of water caught my attention, and my eyes strayed off the path towards the disturbance.
Once again, you don’t need a comma before an and that’s not in a series.
clearing out into flat plains, and the trees were getting smaller and more bush-like
There were rolling grass hills, and each emerald stem waved proudly like a banner in the noontime sun.
enough for her she probly didn't want me putting it off even more.
Probly needs to be probably.
I’m tired and don't like to sleep outside of it it's noisy.
You need a comma after it.
There were still a bunch of spots where you have a comma before and, but I got tired of listing them so I just stopped with that part. That may not be a mistake to you, but that’s how I was taught in English.
1st August 2005, 9:32 PM
@-@ hehe i have leanrign disability i can write just fine however the laws of grammar make so sense to me aside from basic punctuation like capititals.
1st August 2005, 9:50 PM
I never would have guessed you had a learning disability, just that you like overusing commas. Whenever I have to write I overuse them too. The mistakes I found don't even take away from the story. I didn't notice any of those until I started looking so great job there. Well, ummm, 'til next chapter.
2nd August 2005, 12:39 AM
*dances* ok people a heads up, the chapters with karen in them will be nearly completely rewritten so that they flow much better and have more substance.
2nd August 2005, 6:23 PM
oi wanted soem opinions from those of you who read the first version. do i keep brian joinign up with di the same or do i have them keep running into eahc other and join after the club incident?.
2nd August 2005, 9:03 PM
;330;Never read the first one, but this one is great.
;359; Put me in it!(I'm Cina, a girl and a friend(not a girlfriend!) of S.F., and my Absol is Amidamaru)
;373; Well, it is very differant.
;307;(Meditates alongside his Meditite)
Jack is still somewhere in the oceans around Astra.
3rd August 2005, 2:46 AM
hi thanks for the review, at soem point i will be addign reviewer characters for a special couple chapters but not as main characters.
5th August 2005, 8:15 PM
ok could those of you who were rewviews last time please pm me. i need to talk to you all about soemthing.
6th August 2005, 4:02 PM
Notes: no changes were made to this chapter i liked it the way it was. potential beta's should pm me about the job.
“Di, Di! Wake up Di, its morning!” warm smelly breath and a nagging voice dragged me from my slumber.
“Dare, why are you out of your Pokéball?” I mumbled. I stretched my squishy pink body and slid from the small hole past my backpack, emerging onto the plains.
The bright sunlight blinded me for a moment, and I squeezed my eyes shut. Slowly, I opened them again and let the light filter in. When my vision was normal again, I looked to my left to see Dare lying sprawled out on the grass. His tongue was lolling out of his mouth slightly, and he looked content.
“Dare, you still haven’t explained why your out of your Pokéball.”
“I had to, um... go, you know? You hadn’t woken up to let me out yet...” his voice sounded slightly nervous, like he was sure he hadn’t done anything wrong, but he still held a bit of doubt.
I smiled up at him.
“Its okay when it’s something like that. Something you have no control over...err, well, when your body really needs to do something,” I said in a soft, reassuring voice.
I realized I had come very close to making a dangerous mistake. Dare had very little control over anything he did, and I certainly didn’t want to encourage him to cause trouble. The warm sun on my skin and the sounds of pokemon moving through the forest at the end of plains told me it was midmorning. At least and that it was good thing Dare had awoken me, we could have been seen by a passing trainer! I’d forgotten that I’m a heavy sleeper, and unlike most pokemon, Dittos don’t have an internal alarm clock; we are awake when we are, and asleep when we’re not.
“Dare, is there anyone, um... anyone human that can see us?” I asked. Being short has is disadvantages. The plains stretched out, but had more hills then anything. I could see next to nothing... Dare shook his head slowly.
“I can only see or smell pokemon for miles.”
I nodded and shut my eyes, focusing on my transformation. My body tingled as my skin stretched and contorted. My insides rearranged themselves, and my features became that of a human. I didn’t need a mirror or any water to tell what I looked like; I’d done the transformation many times. Red hair in a tight waist length braid, dark blue jeans that flared out at the bottoms, and a dark blue t-shirt with a shiny Jolteon the front. One of the joys of transformation is that you come out as detailed as you imagine yourself.
Now that I was taller, I could verify what Dare had said. There were a few pokemon loping across the plains, but nothing else.
Dare barked impatiently at my feet
“Unless you have to go, can we please get moving now?”
I laughed softly, having forgotten that, for a Growlithe, Dare was probably still young. Another thing someone was going to have to tell officer Jenny; Growlithe don’t have long life spans, Because their partners take care of them. They are naturally long lived, and reach maturity slower..
“Yes, Dare, we can go now. You’re not going to be any further than five feet away from me at any time, or else your going back in your Pokéball, do you understand?” my tone was gentle, but firm. I wanted him to know I trusted him, but was watching him nonetheless.
He nodded and began bounding off towards the forest; I followed him at a fast walk. I was walking against a slight breeze, but it seemed to be a sweet breeze, I breathed deeper to make sure. Yes, I was right, the wind was sweet. Must be Oddish mating time again; the females give off such a nice, pleasant smell while trying to attract the males. Vanilla and cinnamon is what it smells like. Unlike most spores grass pokemon give off, these are harmless... in fact; they’re helpful in calming down pokemon and instigating peaceful attitudes.
I watched Dare sniffing and romping in the grass. The spores were having a great effect on him, he seemed quite relaxed and at peace. Just watching him leap into the air, pouncing playfully at a butterfree with his tail wagging, made me wish it wasn’t dangerous to try and harvest these spores from the Oddish.
“Di, Di look,” Dare whispered, and if I hadn’t seen him sink into the grass, I might have lost him.
I silently transformed, focusing on creating as little light as possible, and padded over to him; an innocent look Rattata. As I approached where he was lying, I could see he was breathing very shallowly and being as inconspicuous as possible. I padded up to where his head was, and parted the grass with my snout. There, several feet away, was a Nidorina and several small, multicolored Nidoran nursing.
Taking a hint from Dare, I lay down on my stomach slowly. The ground was warm, and the grass stems rubbed against my whiskers, but I didn’t move and neither did Dare. We just lay there, watching the tender moment. The Nidorina's light blue fur looked soft and shiny in the sunlight. The baby Nidos were little balls of pink and blue fire, pushing and shoving for the perfect position.
“I remember being like that...” Dare spoke softly, remembering, “I was so small, and my mother, she was huge! I mean, bigger than you... way bigger. Her fur was so warm and soft, soft like silk, and there was mountains of it! You could get lost in it just trying to curl up with her...” his voice had a far away tone now, and it was obvious to me that he was lost in his own memories.
I turned back to the mother and babies. Now the Nidorina was laying on her stomach, watching her babies cavort in the pleasant weather. The females were grooming each other’s blue hides, and the males were wrestling, playing king of the grass hill, and arguing over whose horn was bigger.
Time passed slowly as Dare and I watched the playful youngsters, neither of us had noticed the change in the winds direction. However, the Nidorina had, and she gave a sharp yell to her children. Within moments, mother and offspring had disappeared from view. I sighed and transformed back into my version of Karen from earlier.
"Well that was nice. Too bad she noticed us, I could have watched them all day," I murmured, still feeling the effects of the Oddish spores and the touching scene.
Dare nodded, and began walking towards the forest again. I went to the place I had set my pack down, picked it up, and followed him. It was nearly noon at this point, and I was glad we were going top be in the forest shade soon.
We walked together across the last bit of flat plains, and then into the forest. It was suddenly cooler as the tall leafy canopy many feet above us shaded us from the suns harshest rays. Once again I could here Pidgey’s talking and gossiping to themselves. Hidden amongst the birches, Spearow called out insults, and the odd one attempted to land their droppings on us.
I was very glad it was Oddish mating season, as I had a feeling Dare normally would have tired to climb the tress otherwise. As it was, he was now walking by me, breathing the sweet smelling spores in deeply. As I looked around at the rough barked trees and the dirt path we were on, I suddenly realized that I was going to have to catch a pokemon here! I was only three days away from Vermillion city, and this was the best place between here and there to find another member for my team. Oddish and Nidoran were ruled out, what with Oddish being as they were and most Nidoran raising young. However, there had to be some great pokemon for adding to the team somewhere...
I looked down at dare.
"Dare, you’re going to have to go back into your Pokéball now. I’m going to try and catch another pokemon," Dare nodded, and put up no fuss as I pulled the red and white sphere from my backpack.
I pressed the button on the front, and watched as Dare turned into a semitransparent crimson outline. He was then sucked into the Pokéball. Keeping my eyes on the trees, I placed his Pokéball back into my backpack and pulled another one out. With a sigh, I walked over to the bushes, pushed the branches out of the way, and placed the pack under it. I rearranged the braces to both hide and protect it; if there were Rattata in the forest, I could lose the whole bag if they got to it.
Again, my skin tingled as it changed and hardened. I began to shrink, and I lay on my stomach to make things easier. When I was finished, I turned my head and stared at my gleaming purple scales. As always, senses began to flood my mind; how warm the ground beneath me was, how far away the nearest thing making vibrations was, and where anything that was a source of heat was.
I began to silently slide over the grass in search of pokemon. As I slithered along, I pushed the Pokéball out in front of me. It did not take long to feel what I was looking for. Vibrations were sending me a direct signal that, to my left, something was moving.
By contracting and extending my muscles, I propelled myself silently through the grass. I could feel the heat of my prey as I drew nearer, and it seemed to be coming from the ground in front of me. Still slithering forward, I peeked out of the tall grass into an area around the base of a gaunt tree, where the grass had been pushed down.
There before me, oblivious to my presence, was a Sandshrew. The canopy above had small hole, and light filtered into the clearing. A single, golden beam centered on the creature; I considered this sign, wondering.
With final resolve, I lunged forward and slammed my body hard into the Sandshrew, sending it tumbling into the tree. I coiled, preparing to strike again, when it suddenly turned around and slashed into me with its massive, gleaming claws. I didn’t have time to react; I’d never met a wild pokemon faster then me before. I felt a burning pain rip through me as a red line appeared on my stomach.
"Ekansss!' I hissed in pain.
I could feel my poison sacs emptying and the liquid turning into hard spears in my mouth. I weaved back and forth, glaring hypnotically at my opponent. Sandshrew stood still, claws stretched out in a very obvious battle stance, yet it made no move to advance. Suddenly, I hissed and fired the poison needles at the creature’s soft underbelly. The first few shots impacted neatly, but the sudden pain must have snapped the Sandshrew out of its shock. It rolled into a ball, its hard yellow scales protecting it from the rest of my attack.
I lunged forward, hoping to squeeze the fight out if it in a wrap attack, but it suddenly sped towards me. I swerved to the left at the last moment, feeling our scales rub together just slightly. The pokemon turned and unfurled, and I suddenly realized the mistake I had made. I was now with my back mostly to the tree, with little maneuvering room.
"Shrew!” the pokemon yelled in anger.
Suddenly, there were many small, glowing stars flying at me. I pressed myself as flat to the ground as possible and watched as they whirled over my head. I stretched my muscles with lightning speed, making me seem to fly across the ground. Another swift attack was sent my way, this time aimed at the ground. I was able to dodge them, and came up in front of the shocked Sandshrew.
I shot forward to bite him on his soft, vulnerable white stomach. He let out a great shiver, digging his claws into my back and running around to try and dislodge me. I did my best to ignore the burning, aching pain of the cuts and welts from being dragged. If I could hold on long enough, I could hit it with a point blank poison sting.
‘Pain, pain... oh, my legendaries, the pain!’
The Sandshrew had speed on me; while it was stomping around it had somehow gotten its claws stuck in my tail. Suddenly, it fell and I was dislodged, and we both flailed about in pain. It rolled away from me, foot now unstuck. The creature was wobbling unsteadily from side to side; the earlier poison must have been taking effect.
I looked down at myself. My tail was in horrible shape, my back was scraped and raw, and my mouth was now numb from being jerked off my grip... Neither of us was going to make it much further, the question was: who could hold on the longest?
A deep rustling in the grass got both our attentions. Dare leapt over the tall grass and onto the Sandshrew, growling fiercely. The tackle alone were enough to knock it out, but Dare seemed to need to be certain. He opened his mouth and howled a long, loud, piercing note. I froze; my snake senses and body felt that sound. It ran through me, and instantly I too was unconscious.
Something was poking me; something sharp was poking my sides and back. Sharp, poking, Sandshrew, Dare... I opened my eyes, noticing immediately that I was a Ditto again.
Not only that, I was on my back staring up at a very, very angry looking Sandslash. Its back plats were deep chestnut in colour, and its whole body looked primed and powerful. What concerned me most of all where the sharp, clawed feet near my body, and the even sharper claws pointed in my general direction.
"Who are you, what are you doing here, and why did you attack my son?" he demanded, “and why is that abomination with you; it should be dead!" his voice was rough and hard, just like his body.
I turned my head as best I could to see Dare tied up in a vine whip by a Tangela. The plant pokemon was smart enough to have wrapped a blue vine around his muzzle as well.
"My name is Di. I’m trying to become a pokemon trainer, so I attempted to capture your son. I know that Dare is unsettled, but I had to save him! I’m sorry for the trouble he caused,” my words rang with sincerity, and I hoped that the Sandslash would hear and accept it.
"A pokemon as a pokemon trainer? I had thought..." he paused, "well, when I saw the Pokéball, and when the abomination kept saying ‘leave my trainer alone’... but why? Why capture your own kind?”
"First of all,” I said, starting to get slightly angry, " his name is Dare, not ‘the abomination’! For the second, if you will release us, I will tell you everything"
The Sandslash tapped his foot for a moment, then nodded and backed away from me. I pushed myself into a standing position and watched as the Tangela slowly retracted her vines and moved away from Dare. She watched him closely, though, as he ran to my side.
"Dare, you should never, ever interrupt a battle between two pokemon, understand? " I said.
"You where hurt!"
"I know, but you could have badly hurt the Sandshrew and me, " I said sharply
"You’re mad at me," he whimpered, tucking his tail between his legs.
"No. I’m not mad, just frustrated," I said in a softer voice, aware of the others watching us.
"That’s what they said, never mad, jus frustrated... you’re not..." he paused, “you’re not going to use it, are you?"
"Use what?" I asked, confused.
"The needle the old man gave you; the needle with the stuff to kill me," he whimpered again in terror. He was shaking and shivering.
The Sandslash and Tangela both muttered, but I couldn’t hear what they said.
"No, I’m not going to use that needle; I’m not going to kill you! I swore I’d save you, and I will."
He nodded slowly, still scared...
I turned to face the Sandslash and Tangela.
" My name is Di, and I’m trying to become a pokemon trainer. My trainer Karen wanted to be a pokemon coordinator, but her parents wouldn’t agree to it, so she changed her looks and asked me to take her place. I love Karen, she was the kindest trainer any pokemon could ever have, and I couldn’t deny her. I am now heading towards Vermillion city and the gym there,” I stopped and looked directly at the Sandslash "I will not say I’m sorry I battled your son, but I will apologize for Dare’s actions.”
The Sandslash nodded.
" Strange, the bond you human’s pokemon have with your trainer. I cannot allow you to take my son, whether or not you and the abo... you and Dare fainted him. He is my only offspring that has not left, and he will be needed in coming years to help tend the forest here and to keep the population of Sandshrew in this area alive.”
I nodded, that made sense. Over-catching of a species upset the balance of the area around it. Still, it hurt to have worked so hard for nothing. I was in little pain, as my body had been in good shape, but still, I’d be in no shape to fight another strong opponent soon and I needed a pokemon.
"I will go with you,” the Tangela said calmly. I looked over at her; eyes and feet were the only thing visible through her mass of blue vines.
"Why?" I asked curiously.
"Because I think your trainer also sent you on a mission that you yourself have not discovered. You are going to prove that pokemon are just as equal and just as capable as humans in training your fellow pokemon. We all know, and even humans accept, that pokemon are smart, but you Di, you know and think differently. You understand the strategies and tactics one would use in battles, and you can apply the knowledge you learned from this Karen to your own training. I believe you could truly bring each member of your team to their greatest potential, and do so without ever struggling to understand us. I want to be there when you are the first pokemon ever to be crowned a champion, and I want to say that not only did I help you, but also that I believed in you from the start," her voice was determined and strong; she sounded as though nothing could sway her opinion.
I was touched, deeply touched. Only Karen had ever had such assurances in me or had ever believed so deeply.
“Y...yes, of course you can join us, but I’m going to have to turn back to my human form," I said. She nodded, as did the Sandslash. Once more, I turned human, "I’ll be right back, and Dare, stay right here," I said firmly.
I ran off into the grass, pausing to pick up the Pokéball I’d intended for whatever pokemon I might catch. It was a quick run throughout all the grass to where I’d left my backpack. As I suspected, there were Rattata surrounding it, but they hadn’t quite gnawed through the bushes and braches to get at it yet. As I approached, they looked up.
"You better get moving, or else!” I said, holding up the Pokéball. They scattered, and in less time than it took me to blink, they had disappeared.
I laughed, if only trainers knew that the best way too get rid if pesky wild pokemon was to hold up a Pokéball! I walked over to the bush, knelt down, and pushed the branches out of my way. I grabbed my backpack and slug it over my left shoulder, and then I stood and began jogging back to where I had left Dare, the Tangela, and the Sandslash. I reached the tree again in no time and looked at the Tangela
"I can’t believe I’ve forgotten to ask, but what’s your name?"
"Botania, but my friends call me Bo," she laughed, or at least I assumed she was laughing by the tone and the shaking of her whole body.
"Well Bo, its time," I said and tossed the Pokéball gently at her. It hit a vine, and she turned red and was then sucked into the Pokéball. It shivered once... twice... three times...
The Pokéball flew back to my hand, and I placed it in a pocket of my pack. I then pulled out a potion and tossed it to the Sandslash, who'd been watching all of the proceedings carefully.
"For your son, I hope he is well soon," I said.
He caught it and nodded.
"May your journey be filled with successes,” he replied, scampering off into the woods.
I turned to Dare, who was still lying on the ground. He was once again calm and cool from breathing in Oddish spores.
"Come on, Dare we’ve a lot of walking to do before we make camp tonight" I said, and he leapt to his feet with tail wagging and bounded to my side. We set of towards through the grass towards the dusty dirt path that lead to Vermillion city... and whatever the fates had in store for us there...
6th August 2005, 4:49 PM
Wow, this is cool. I've decided to try my work at making a fic. It's called Joey Tayk. Anyway, This was already made? From what I've been reading, you're just re-writing something you already made?
6th August 2005, 5:08 PM
it was posted a while back but soem of it is beign rewritten and it was never finished before.
6th August 2005, 7:55 PM
;330;Sorry I'm late to post. Cool, very, very well written and incredibly original. Just one thing to recommend. GIVE DI A FLYGON !
;359; For pete's sake S.F., stop trying to put Flygon in every fic you read. Absol's better anyway.
;330; Flygon rules hands down, Absol is not better than Flygon.
;373; Break it up you two. Anyway great chapter. Really liked it. It stands as one of the most original fics ever.
;307; ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....... ..........
;249-d; Rayquaza's getting a drink, and this is my last hope, PLEASE HELP ME.
Actual;384; I'm back, let the carnage re-ensue!
;249-d; Not again!
The undescribable gore begins again.
7th August 2005, 1:11 AM
Well great chapter there. SInce I haven't read this before and I have no idea that she get's tengala I will say that's a great not really usaed a lot Pokemon. I still like the concept of having a ditto be a trainer. I like it. I found a lot of mistakes so i must point them out.
Jolteon the front
should be in the front
I silently transformed, focusing on creating as little light as possible, and padded over to him; an innocent look Rattata.
this whole sentence was kinda confusing. I had no idea Di turned into rattata. Rearrange the sentence to make it clearer.
I could here Pidgey’s talking
Wrong hear. Should be hear.
I looked down at dare
capatalize Dare here.
I rearranged the braces to both hide and
Unless trees and bushes now have teeth I though you mean branches.
backpack and slug it over my left
A backpack get's slugged??? I wonder if Di's hand hurt when she punched it. I think you mean slung.
Well I hope you take up my request to be ur beta.
jirachiman out ;385;
Kawaii Kyuubi Kitsune
7th August 2005, 2:00 AM
Yay, another good chapter!
7th August 2005, 8:17 PM
@-@ lol i'll fix those mistkaes soon.
17th August 2005, 3:03 AM
next chapter to be to the beta by friday. and a special treat comigj soona peak ahead at the secodn part of the trilogy in which Di and her curiosity cuase trouble.
17th August 2005, 6:27 AM
Ah, here it is! Like i said before...No fall into Pit of Oblivion...is restarted, but no Oblivion. This story is awsome with Di, Dare, Bo, and all the mess of them later. Tis awsome! ...I'm currently at a loss of things to say so...yah...
Master A-N Out
18th August 2005, 2:15 AM
glad to have you with us again.
18th August 2005, 10:11 PM
tada to keep you occupied
Birthday: July 9
Height: 5’5 while masquerading as Karen
Hair: deep red down to her waist
Eyes: light blue
clothes: Didwears pretty much anything, replicating whatever she sees and like when she transforms. Her favorite outfit is jeans and a tye dyed t-shirt
Distinguishing features: None
Important info: N/A
Likes: learning, food,challenging herself.
Dislikes: bigots, not knowing things, horror movies.
Fav. food: razz berry cheesecake
Least fav. food: pirogues
Personality: Di is an outgoing cheery person. A complete extrovert she’s very much a people person and likes to be involved in every conversation. Curious about the world she strives to learn about everything, from psychology, to physics battle strategy. Despite what she’s learned so far in the world Di is truly naive to the ways of the world and it often causes her trouble. on that note Di is often confused when the things she thinks she knows are of not true or of no help
history: Di hatched 8 years ago at Karen’s parents breeding farm. Ever since she was small she’s been with Karen learning to mimic her trainers every move and mannerisms for play and practical jokes. Di has never been further than the city that the farm was on the outskirts of.
18th August 2005, 10:45 PM
Info on Di, cool! It's even got those "Likes and Dislikes" details. Very interesting. I was wondering about Di's personal stuff and background.
Wait a minute... Trilogy, as in 'Three Distinct Sections'? Never thought of this as a trilogy sort of fic. You've apparently thought this story out all the way to the end. Very intriguing...Just out of curiosity, how long is the first section of this Trilogy?
Looking foward to reading Chapter 3 and Beyond...
Master A-N Out
19th August 2005, 1:05 AM
the first secodn hits aroudn 15 chapters perhaps a few mor eor less depending on my mood and neccsity of scene lengths.
the secodn installment has around 30
the final one..dunno yet soemwhere in between the two i think.
20th August 2005, 5:15 PM
the sneak peak is up in it's own thread called. No power on this earth. the third chapter is now with the beta.
20th August 2005, 5:25 PM
and the beta will get it to you today at the most.
jirachiman /beta out ;385;
20th August 2005, 8:55 PM
thanks sweets that was fast
notes: lightly changed but still the same chap you know and love. Big changes next chapter.
"What do you see?" I asked.
"Clouds," replied two voices; one amused and one impassive.
" But what do the clouds look like?"
"Clouds," they replied again.
I turned my head to look at Bo and Dare. Bo lay awkwardly on her back vines and was staring at the sky. Dare was doing the same with a
look of amusement on his face; he didn't really understand what I was doing, but he was game none the less.
"Guys, come on! Be serious; I'm trying to help you train!"
Something that sounded suspiciously like a snort came from Bo.
"Mmhmm, I see... and what are we learning staring at clouds?"
I sighed again and turned my head back towards the sky. I saw an endless wave of light blue dotted with constantly shifting and reforming white fluffs. Some were light, fluffy wisps like streamers, and others were large and bunchy. These were the ones that formed images, or at least that's what I wanted the others to see.
" This lesson is about vision looks at the clouds and tell me what you see," my voice was firm; they would learn the lesson, I had laughed too when Karen had taught me. (In the many battles we'd had training, I'd often come to thank her for it.
"Well...they're um, like pillows, right?" Dare asked with
a troubled look.
I was proud; he was at least trying.
"I can't tell you what they are, its all in how you perceive them," I said
"They're clouds, Di; big white clouds; small, wispy clouds; light white and dark white clouds... I still don't see anything," Bo's determination, I had found out while traveling yesterday, was hard to overcome. If she was determined that she only saw clouds, then that would be all she would see.
"Okay Bo, I'll work with you later. Dare, what else do you see?" I asked with my voice full of encouragement.
"Umm... an egg!" The Growlithe lifted an orange, blacked striped paw to
point, "See that oval-looking thing there? .. Err well...it did look like an
egg, but the wind made it all flat like a pancake..." he mused softly.
"It's okay, Dare; you're getting the idea, sort of."
I could hear Bo rustling her vines but she said nothing.
"Clouds change, pokemon change... is this to help us evolve?" Dare asked,starting to get confused.
I shook my head.
"No Dare, but remembering that you change is good, and another part of the idea."
"Perception!" Bo blurted out.
I turned to look at her ..perhaps
"You said everything's based on our perception, or view of things. So thisis about seeing things. Clouds change, and what's a change of aspect to them is a change of view and our perception on what the changes are."
"Go on," I urged, beginning to feel excited that the Tangela might have the
"So it's kind of a lesson on perception, and, I guess, clarity. We, as
pokemon, have to be able to change both tactics and awareness; we have to see a bigger picture..."she pointed a vine to the sky, "yeah, we see little cloud pictures there, but there's a bigger one using all the clouds if welook at it the right way..."
Dare rolled to his stomach and nodded, "Ohh, I get it now! So if we werefighting, we have to look at the whole battle, not just our opponent. We have to look at the field we're on and the possibilities that could arise; the things that can change the whole picture. Sort of like on crime scenes I can't just bite anyone because I dunno if that person is the whole problem or just one of many criminals who might be alerted by his screams."
I sat up and nodded " yes, yes! Very good, both of you!"
I couldn't believe how fast they'd gotten it. The same lesson taken me all day and plenty of hints from Karen to realize what she'd been trying to say, and I'm a Ditto, the master of change and adaptability...
With a grin, I help Bo up from the ground, and then the three of us began to walk across the endless green grass towards Vermillion city. It was still a day away, and although we were excited, I knew we still had a lot of training to do.
Two vines shot out and struck my hide. I felt a small amount of pain, but
not enough to make me flinch. Bo and I were working on increasing her vine whip technique; increasing the power and speed of the whipping tentacles. There I stood, flaming red in the sun with my wings outstretched and pearly white claws at the ready.
As a Charizard, I felt little pain from the attack. Bo's vines were strong, but my skin was tough and meant to withstand a good deal of attacking.
Bo stood a few feet away, and she had retracted her vines. Her teal colored body was soaking in the sunshine, and her skin gleamed. I realised now how fortunate I was to have come across her. Bo would always be the easiest of my pokemon to treat for injuries and the last pokemon to starve if we got
lost. The sun was her energy and her food.
I shook my head.
"Nope, I felt it, but it didn't really affect me tr-"
I was cut off as the Tangela's vines were flung out again, this time hitting
between my eyes. I closed my eyes and shook my head in annoyance. My face stung, and my eyes were beginning to water. Two firm objects wrapped themselves around my legs, and before I had a chance to move, I felt them being pulled from under me. I fell backwards and landed with a dull thud. My wings ached and I was glad I hadn't fallen at an angle that would break the hollow bones in them.
" Better?" came an amused, inquisitive voice.
I grumbled in the Charizard tongue.
"Great, excellent use of a weakness and pressure point to distract me," the vines uncoiled from my legs.
I opened my eyes and stood again. We were training on a grassy, sunlit hill.Dare was a few feet away, fast asleep. a (Capitalize A) cream, black, and orange puffball is what Bo had called him earlier...
I was panting and my orange hide was beginning to show signs of sweat. Bo had changed little; she stood at the ready... or I assumed so. It was hard to tell what she was doing until she actually decided to do it.
She shook her vines with a rustling noise, and a mass of blue, sparkling spores floated towards me. I shook my head frantically and flapped my wingsonce. *swoosh* The breeze I created blew the spores back towards Bo, who'd been forced back my the force of the wind. When the spores were nearly afoot from her she extended two vines.
She twisted the blue cords together, leaving a few inches at the end, and began to twirl them in a circle. I blinked in amusement as she blew the
spores back yet again, then took a deep breath and flamed them to cinders.
"Not bad; that's a unique technique ," I
She bobbed her body in a nod.
"Thanks. Are we done for the day?" I nodded in acquiescence (what???) and transformed back to my Karen self, feeling my skin become soft and my body more compact.
"That was a good practice, Bo. You're learning to use different techniques, to overcome weaknesses, and are creating new ways to counterattack. Now, if you apply that whirlwind of air with your regular powder tactics, you'll have an even better way of making sure your attacks hit."
Bo nodded again and walked off to go think about what I had said.
I sat down on the hillside and watched my two Pokemon with a slightly
nervous feeling. Tomorrow, I would hit Vermilion city... tomorrow, Bo and I would take on Lt. Surge. I hoped the practice had paid off, and I prayed that I wasn't out of my league in my first gym battle.
20th August 2005, 9:13 PM
;330; I'm back and slightly more knowledgable on the scottish. Great place. Anyway awesome new chapter. It sank very, very deep. I really liked it. This rocked.
The rest of me would be here, but we had a 10 hour car drive and there asleep.
Kawaii Kyuubi Kitsune
20th August 2005, 10:04 PM
Yay, a new old chapter! Keep up the good work.
21st August 2005, 12:04 AM
I can't believe I did not review this yet.
Anyway, this is one of my favorite stories on this site. It's very original and well-written (in my opinion).
.. err... I don't have anything else to say. I'm not very good with reviewing stuff.
Anyway, continue on! Your story is interesting!
21st August 2005, 7:42 PM
The title tends to scare peopel away they mistake it for a newbish misspelling. I try and make the sotry as different from regular trianer fics as i can.
22nd August 2005, 5:17 PM
With a Plot like this, how can you? I mean, How many trainer fics feature a Ditto AS the trainer?
I remember this chapter, but was it really that short? Idano, it just seemed to lack length. You alsoleft som of the beta's corrections un-corrected...Still liked it(however short or long it was)
Master A-N Out
22nd August 2005, 6:19 PM
twas always a filler chappie short and focsued on di's training methods.
22nd August 2005, 9:08 PM
What did I miss??? Please point out.
jirachiman out ;385;
26th August 2005, 3:09 PM
not you me i missed soem of your pointing outs still have ()'s in there . i'll get to fixing them shortly. will have soem fanart for you soon.
26th August 2005, 4:24 PM
Oh, you were Asking me, Jirachiman? Sorry. and yes, I was talking to Ladyumbra; you did a good job betaing it. Also, Fanart...Can't Wait:)
Master A-N Out
27th August 2005, 5:25 PM
Just finished chapter 2. I'm glad you made that thread in the Author's Cafe otherwise I probably wouldn't have read this fic. This is a very original fic, now the title makes sense. Good job, I'll read the other chapters soon.
29th August 2005, 4:18 PM
I've seen a fic like this before this version came out, Ladyumbra and that was a pretty good fic, same as this one.
So far, I've read chapter and it sounded very original and interesting. I was going to point the errors but kaizer63 beat me to it.
Overall score so far: 3.5 out of 5
Advice: Check on your fic for errors before placing each chapter.
30th August 2005, 5:09 PM
Thanks for the reviews.
SnoringFrog:i'm glad i made that thread too then.
Brian Powell: i havea beta now so theire shouldnt ben any erros unless i forget to fix that he tells me too
24th September 2005, 8:54 PM
school is tryign to kill me.next update should be mid october possible sooner though not likely.
8th October 2005, 6:02 PM
Ok so that chapte 4 rewrite is coming slow and with nanowrimo in November your looking at few updates. This chapter hasn't really changed much.
Disclaimer; the song lyrics aren't mine. oh and interludes wil lbe few and far between so they also are not in the same timeline as Di's story this is written amonths after Di and Karen seperate.
The hot air caused her vision to waver and her skin to breakout in droplets of sweat, but Karen made no move to wipe the perspiration away. Instead, she held up a ten-by-ten piece of cardboard in front of her and smiled.
"Okay, Velvet, poison needle!" she called out confidently.
Six feet away, a small, blue furred female Nidoran nodded and charged
forward for about a foot, then stopped dead. From its fur flew dozens of sharp, glowing needles. The spines thudded into the cardboard and formed something vaguely resembling a star. Karen turned the card around to look at it and shook her head,
"Not quite, Velvet, but it’s still a good start." Karen knew that keeping up a pokemons confidence was key in the early stages of training, though she had to admit Di had never been a trouble to train.
Velvet walked over to and nuzzled her legs
Karen sunk into a crouch and gently stroked the Nidoran’s soft fur… the fur that had brought about her name.
“I haven’t got a clue what your saying Velvet; I always counted on Di to translate for me…“ she said with a slightly far away look in her eyes. The familiar pain in her chest was back again.
Velvet head butted her gently, and large eyes looked at her pointedly. The gentle nudging forced Karen from her thoughts
"Oh, right! we need to meet Michelle at the Pokémon center! Let’s go then!"
She returned to a standing position; carefully plucking the poison needles off the cardboard, and then reached behind her and placed it into her open backpack. Finally, Karen looked down at Velvet, who had started grooming herself while waiting.
" You can clean yourself later; we’re racing to the center, okay?"
Velvet’s ears twitched and she nodded "Ni”
Simultaneously, Pokémon and coordinator began running across the clearing. Karen took long, graceful, her legs pumping fiercely and ponytail flying being her like a little black flag. Velvet moved in bounds, propelling herself forward with each touch on and takeoff. Despite the heat, neither runner slowed down or showed any signs of tiring as they climbed the slight slopes that lead to the clearing’s edge. Upon cresting the small hill, they found themselves on a concrete road heading towards Celadon City.
At this point they slowed down, neither of them willing to play tag with cars. The citizens of the city didn’t take to kindly to being run down on the sidewalks, either. Karen’s forehead now glistened with sweat and Velvet was taking rapid shallow breaths. The Coordinator looked at the Nidoran, who looked back and nodded; the race had been a tie. The girls cooled off as they walked down the street and sidewalk of Celadon city and if Karen hadn't been in a hurry to get to the centre she would have stopped and bought Velvet a treat for her performance.
The smell of bread and pastries from a bakery made Karen’s mouth water; Velvet’s ears could pick up the faint sound of bells and whistles coming from the gaming center, but it wasn't the smells or sounds that brought a smile to both their faces. It was the sight of the Pokemon center’s red dome gleaming in the sunlight amidst all the other buildings, for inside the Pokémon center was Karen’s friend, Michelle from Hoenn. She had with her the fake ID and passports that Karen would need to travel to Hoenn with. Velvet didn't really understand why Karen was pretending to be someone else, because she didn't see anything wrong with her, but Karen was very excited. Once she got the items from Michelle, nothing would stop her from competing.
Thinking their separate thoughts, the two entered the Pokémon center and were enveloped in its air-conditioned comfort. The front desk was empty, for the Nurse Joy appeared to be in a fierce game of poker with Officer Jenny and a couple of older trainers.
Karen smiled and just walked towards the couch where she saw Michelle. Michelle was small and stocky looking; she had a bronzed skin tone and blue eyes that had a permanent mischievous glint in them. Michelle grinned at her as Karen approached.
"Hi, Tal, I see you and Velvet were training," the girl called to Karen by her new identity.
Karen sat beside her, Velvet at her feet, and nodded, "Yep, she’s improved so much, though we haven’t got a real picture yet… but we get all the needles on the card now."
Michelle smiled, "That’s good. Accidental acupuncture doesn’t sound like fun!"
Karen just shook her head, “So what’s the plan?"
"Ahh, okay. Well, we leave tomorrow at eight in the morning and fly to Goldenrod City; it’s a twelve hour flight, so be prepared. From there, we fly to Olivine City, and then the next day we take an interregional boat to Slateport city. The cruise is a week, but the accommodations are said to be impeccable. Once we’re in Slateport, we can travel pretty much anywhere and enter contests. Now, I know you have Velvet, but you might want to catch another Pokémon for another type of contest..."
Michelle and Karen talked for an hour about the intricacies of contesting and the best strategies for them to use. After a while Michelle asked her friend if she was all right, because she was looking odd. Karen nodded, saying she only needed some air, and had Michelle watch Velvet while she went outside.
Karen walked down the sidewalks, looking in no particular direction and not certain where she was going or if she cared where she'd end up. All this talk of the future had made her think of her past. With a sigh, she leaned against a building and closed her eyes; it just wasn't as easy as she thought it would be.
"It was easy to form a bond with them when...” She thought, then shook her head and started walking again. Eventually she settled down on the patio of a cafe with glass of lemonade and a blueberry muffin. The lady serving her had been all smiles, asking was she okay and if she was sure she didn't want anything more nutritious because she looked a bit off. Karen had declined, and was greatly relived when the woman took her order and left. The girl ate in silence, thinking her expression inscrutable. With a last swallow of the tangy lemon, she left a five-dollar tip and began to walk the streets again. This time she headed for the clearing as she walked she softly sang the lyrics of an old favorite song of hers;
"I get that a lot wherever I go
the people I meet somehow they know
that I’m not the person I used to be
something deep down is the matter with me"
Her eyes stung and hot tears began to roll down her face. All she could think of was Di; of the first moment they had met when her shell had cracked, then rolled, and cracked again, and finally a piece of it fell away and that tiny pink body had oozed from the hole. She thought of how she'd held the newborn Ditto in her hands and felt Di’s tiny heart pounding gently, the first time they had battled one of her friends and won, the first time they had lost and Di had hid as a blade of grass for days feeling such guilt. Karen sobbed, thinking of the paper her parents had framed that was her only A… except it was Di's A; a paper she had written because Karen had fallen asleep trying to research it. Memories upon memories flowed through her mind; a slow procession of the past, of her history with Di of their closeness that went beyond Pokémon and trainer and into the depth of family.
Slowly, ever so slowly, the last of the memories faded and Karen sniffled and took and deep breathe
"It must not be to hard to spot since I lost you…”
"Di, wherever you are, you’re not forgotten, and I’m going to make your sacrifice for me worth it!" Karen’s words were whispered, but they were determined nonetheless. She turned on a heel and headed towards the Pokémon center, towards Michelle and Velvet and her chance at the future she'd always wanted.
8th October 2005, 7:04 PM
Deep, it's hard doing something like what Karen did, turning your back on your entire past, probably giving it up permanantly, and having to live through it. I did that about two years ago, and it still is hard. No, I'm not a witness protection program member, since I'm british, I jst moved house for the first time when I had really made my niche in life. Still, no going back. Enough droning on, this chapter was great, so I can't wait to see what the next one's like.
10th October 2005, 1:31 AM
thanks sweety i was hoping to get soem sympathy for karen so this time she dosent come offlooking like soem randoem girl who just left her pokemon for the hell of it.
10th October 2005, 3:37 AM
Wait a minute here...
After such a long time... this story FINALLY gets an update?
... YAAAAAAAAY!!!!1111!!!111!! WITH ALL-CAPS ON AND STUPID RANDOM EXCLAMATION POINTS AND ONES!!!!!111!!!!
=Stupid mode has been turned off=
Anyway... I'm happy to see this story didn't died. It is one of my favorite stories among with Pokemon Rebellion and I am happy to see that this will be continued.
That last chapter was especially good. At first, Karen does seem like she just left her Pokemon for the heck of it... but this chapter adds a lot of depth to a character who had seemed to be little more than a shallow excuse for having a Pokemon take it's trainer's place.
Can't wait for the remainder of the story to be posted.
10th October 2005, 11:33 PM
hehe thanks i'm glad to know my message got across. *dances*
26th October 2005, 4:59 AM
Molten;156;: A-N is gone so I, Molten, will post about Carin' Karen...I think that if A-N wasn't my trainer, then I would want Karen. She is everything a good trainer should be: kind, loving, sweat...
Molten: Say what you will... wait, isn't the attack called Poison Sting, Poison Needle isn't a Pokemon attack
Trenton: You aren't a poison type, so how would you know?
Molten: Because I know Poison types, and so do you!
Trenton: I know, I'm just being a pain :P
Zango;335;: Your both are pains *to Molten* You! Bed! *to Trenton* You! Leave! *to A-N* You! Go... Wah!! Where did you come from?
A-N:I live here...Hope they weren't too obnoxious while I was away. *yawn* Wooh... Tired... Anyway, I liked the chapter and can't wait for the revised chapters to be redone. *yawn* Night *walks off to bed*
Zango: Okay... that was weird
Trenton: Not as weird as my head
Zango: >_<+ I must go beat the fish to a pulp now. Bye.*evil grin*
Trenton: don't hurt me...
Master A-N Out
31st October 2005, 1:10 AM
*blinku* go me i missnamed an attack. um next chappie will be up mid november. since umbra ish moving again yes again.
17th November 2005, 1:18 AM
Woohoo!!! Im really glad to see this fic back on the table. I loved it the first time around and this time will be that much better, Im sure! Great job revising the Karen chapters as well! Ive tagged this page and will continue to read thing thing till the end. great Job LU *applause*
5th December 2005, 4:28 PM
So I logged on with one purpose today to let those of you who read this story know i was quittign serebii and writng in the pokemon area all togeather. after i disspeared the first time i came back to serebii with mixed reviews and couldnt seem to blend back in with the other authors.
However BladedVixen 's review short though it was changed my mind i disspeared on you guys again and yet still someone remianed faithfull to my work. it may take soemt iems guys but APM? is going to thrive dammit.
5th December 2005, 9:54 PM
*throws a fit*
This s***s, it was one of the better stories out there and I was waiting for the next chapter for such a long time... but well, if you no longer enjoy writting those stories... I guess a random person on the internet won't stop you...
Well, there goes one of the best stories I had read...
6th December 2005, 3:39 PM
Relax Zerodius i said i was thinkign of quittign but was convinced not to and the fact that you reacted so badly at the thought of it confirms my reasons for stayign i am reachign some readers. expect the next chapter by the end of the month.
6th December 2005, 9:13 PM
That was a close one [enter sigh of relief here].
Can't wait 'til this thread catches up to the other one.
7th December 2005, 12:55 AM
Quitting? QUITTING?! YOU CAN'T... Oh, your not? Phew... I was about to go off like an Electrode here in an atempt to sway you from the Q word. A-N's Happy again and Moltin isn't going to cry ( And burn my house down with his emotions). Well, good luck to the rest of the chapter and I am happy you are not quitting.
Molten: Wait, who is quitting...
Master A-N Out
7th December 2005, 6:44 AM
Oh thank goodness for not quitting! *mini spaz* ... I <3 this fic so much, it would really be painful to see it go. LU if you need ANY help at all on writing or motivation or life in general... Im just a PM away ^_^
7th December 2005, 4:12 PM
fwee here we are expect chapter 5 by new years and let me tell you it's gonna be a chapter you wont wanna miss
dedication: to everyone who reads this and loves it.
Notes: I was pretty happy with this chapter ion the end so it remains fairly similar to it’s original form.
Sy the Sea shore
Floor one, clothes; Floor two, toys; Floor three, Pokemon accessories; floor four pharmacy… I read the outline on the wall curiously, brushing my bangs out of my way as I headed towards the escalator. Upon entering Vermilion City I had discovered that the gym was closed for repairs that day, and closed for a trainer festival on the SS. Anne the next day. After a moment of dejection, I had decided it was just as well, because I needed to get some shopping done and the trainer’s festival would give Bo and I a chance to battle another trainer before we fought Lt. Surge. As sure as I felt about our chances I knew that we needed to fight an opponent that was willing to give it’s all to stop us before I knew our true capabilities.
On my way to the escalator I picked out several outfits in many colors, shapes, cuts, and sizes as I walked past them. Later I would replicate them when I transformed. Karen had always been jealous that I could do that. I never had to buy clothes to wear when I pretended to be human. It’s just as well, I supposed, Karen did a good job setting me up with money for the trip, but it wouldn’t last forever.
On the second floor I was astounded by the amount of toys, both in the shape of Pokemon and for them. Plushies, chew toys, spinning ropes, hoolahoops…
Slinkies, oh, the slinkies! I couldn’t help it as I hurried over to stare as at the group of coiled sliver playthings. Karen had had a slinky once, and it was one of the greatest things I’d ever encountered. I’d transform into it, and she’d race the real slinky and I down the hall stairs. She also used it to make me feel better when I was upset; according to some professor who’d studied the effects of various toys on Pokemon, slinkies, when moved in a specific way, caused Pokemon to lapse into the alpha state. That was a relaxed state of mind similar to that of a trance. I wondered if it would work on Dare… if I could trance him when he got upset, maybe even study him in that state and work out a therapy a way to help him?
I grabbed the slinky, relishing the feeling of the cool metal in my hands, and then began moving further down the isle, putting Dare's problems aside for a moment.
Twenty minutes later I walked out of store with just two bags. I’d managed to grab the necessities and the slinky for Dare that I should probably keep from Bo, knowing her she’d point out that I was wasting money on a pokemon who could contribute nothing to the team. I also grabbed some plant Pokemon oil to keep Bo's vines healthy, and a collar and anklet ID for Dare and Bo respectively. Now I just needed to get to the poke mart and grab some food. Of course the fact that Bo could create her on food to a degree was going to eb very helpful because I knew that feeding Dare and myself was going to be expensive. Both of us required special nutrience unless I chose to spend all my time as a human.
I enjoyed the walk; the sunlight warmed my skin and I breathed in the thick sea air withpleasure.
Wingull and Pelippar floated lazily across the sky crying out to each other occasion diving to the ground after a dropped french-fry or piece of pizza. I always wondered if Wingull considered it cannibalism to eat the Doduo slices on pizza… of course I’d never asked them… because I’m not sure I want the answer.
A half hour later, inside the Pokemon center…
I watched as Dare lay spread across the bed, tongue lolling out, eyes watching me intently. After a few moments, I switched my gaze to Bo who sat on the floor, dictionary open in front of her.
"Have you found it yet?” I asked.
Her azure body shook in a nod, "Self-discipline: correction or regulation of oneself for the sake of improvement,” she recited.
"Correct. Now, how can we all use self discipline in our lives?”
"In our tempers…"
"Yes, and yes. In training we use it to stick to our schedules, which helps us get stronger emotionally. It also helps a great deal like Dare said; not just in our tempers, but also in all facets of emotions. In anger we must learn to say no to aggressiveness, to funnel that energy elsewhere. We also lean that just because someone says something annoying to us, we don’t need to respond angrily. Thinking before speaking and calculation whether or not to reply is self discipline."
"What else?" Bo asked, curious. She seemed to understand the concept, but was eager to broaden her knowledge.
"In our way of thinking. If… say you and I battled trianers, and every time one of us made a mistake and we lost we might grow resentful and blame the other. With self-discipline, we take responsibility for our own faults; maybe I gave a bad command, maybe you underestimated your attack’s strength… As far as thinking goes, however, self discipline helps most to keep us from falling victim to arrogance"
"Look it up," I smiled as Bo began flipping through the pages; a quick look over at Dare showed him to be lost in thought. I hoped I had reached him in some way. Although I knew he dealt with mental problems, I was sure he was quite smart. He’d displayed intelligence before, it just seemed to show up in spurts.
"Arrogance: a feeling or an impression of superiority manifested in an overbearing manner or presumptuous claims… what’s that got to do with self discipline?"
"A person with self discipline would not boast so much as to come off arrogant or feel so superior that they would act in an arrogant way. Maybe you know you’re strong, but you know there is always more to learn. Self-discipline teaches you not to judge other’s strengths and not to presume you are better, because you have things you don’t yet know.”
"Oh" Bo wriggled her vines around for a moment, "Di, is it arrogant for me to want you to be a Pokemon master?”
I bit my lip. Damn, that wasn’t a question I was expecting, much less one I wanted to answer…
"We’ll talk about it later Bo, ok?"
She made an annoyed sound I couldn’t interpret, “Now that’s arrogance, isn’t it? You feel superior as my trainer, so you tell me to wait because you don’t want to answer!”
I blew out a breath that played with my bangs, "No, Bo, I think its arrogant for anyone to want to be a Pokemon master.”
"Because trainers tell Pokemon what to do, and then they become master and teach other trainers to tell Pokemon what to do," she shook with annoyance.
"No, not all trainers are like that; they ask their Pokemon; they are friends and partners with them. The arrogance comes from the thought that master knows all there is to know about Pokemon, that their knowledge is infallible and there is nothing more they can learn. Anyone can be great trainer with effort, no one in my opinion can be a Pokemon master."
"Not even another Pokemon? I mean, you could literally become every Pokemon in the world, have knowledge of all of us… would that not make you a Pokemon master?”
"No,” I replied, “the DNA in my system might give me a good deal of knowledge on different Pokemon instincts and habits, but I could never know every Pokemon, never train with every Pokemon and get them to work with me. Therefore, I can never be a master.”
"Oh," again the silence, "Di?”
"How do you know you’re a girl?"
"Whaaaa?!" I yelped in surprise and embarrassment. Moments like these reminded me that wild pokemon are rather blunt and make me feel that Karen really should have prepared me more fopr this trainer thing,.
“She smells like a girl…" Dare spoke up in my defense.
I could feel the blood rushing to my face as it warmed and reddened.
"Well, how do you know? Aren’t ditto androgynous?”
I shook my head, embarrassed all the more, “well, you see… most trainers never take the time to find our their dittos true sex, they just take a guess at its looks and assume. For the most part we don’t bother to correct them. But ditto born in captivity are checked as soon as they can transform. Since we will always take the sex of an opponent or a Pokemon we’re transforming into, breeders show us a picture of a Pokemon and we transform into it, then they check us to see weather we become a male of female and that’s what sex we are.”
"Check you?" Dare asked curiously, "How?"
I choked, oh legendaries why me "Ummm… ahh… well, you see.... I’ll tell you when your older, ok?"
Dare tilted his head and looked at me curiously for a moment, then nodded, "Whatever you say Di… can we go to beach now, please?”
I nodded and smiled, "Yes, we can go to beach now. Class is dismissed for the day; Bo, are you coming with us?”
The Tangela shook her head, “No, I’m going to rest up for tomorrow; I want to see if all our training’s gonna pay off!”
I grinned at her, "I have faith in you, Bo; get some rest, we'll be back in a few hours."
I opened the door and Dare bounded out, heading for the front of the center. With a laugh I followed after him; this afternoon I would play and relax, let my mind be free. Tonight, I would start thinking about what opponents we might face, and tomorrow I would put my trust in Bo and our partnership to see if I was truly cut out to be a Pokemon trainer.
*written in Di’s dairy that night*
I’m crazy out of my flipping mind, I’m going on a boat tomorrow filled with pokemon fanatics all of whom will have pokedexes that would ferret me out. I’m praying to the legendaries that no one finds out what I am Karen hasn’t even reached Hoenn yet and her cover would be blown. Alright alright I’m lying I’m not afraid of that I’m afraid I’m a bad trainer, hell Bo has way more faith in me than she should I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m a great tactician yes but I’ve never directed a fellow pokemon in battle before. . were going to be facing a Varity of trainer some of which with pokemon I wont even know and all I have up my sleeve is a semi reliable powder tornado attack.
Dammit I’m afraid I’m only eight years old and tomorrow Bo who is both older and I’ll admit it wiser than me is putting her faith in me that I’ll get her through these battle both victorious and relatively unscathed. I can hear her breathing and see several vines wriggling about in her sleep. Yet all I can imagine when I look at her is a mess of bloody and bruised vines when I freeze or give the wrong command. I’m not a master or a trainer I’m one young scared pokemon about to break a lot of laws because….. because I can’t let Karen down.
Please Legendaries don’t let me let Karen or Bo down tomorrow help me get through this in one piece.
7th December 2005, 4:57 PM
fantastic! I like the adjustments you made on this chapter, it really dives into the mental side of training and not typical "caveman brute force" you see in far too many fanfics. this was great, and Im excited about the next chapter! *applause*
7th December 2005, 5:20 PM
A very interesting chapter, I must say.
The part about slinkies was funny. For some reason, I just happen to like it.
The class was my favorite part... especially the questions.
The questions about Pokemon Masters and the answers... Di got a glimpse of what Pokemon training really is about (slavery, DUH!) and had to come up with a nice answer both to calm herself and Dare (it's his name, if I remember well?)... and I think she came up with a correct answer... for now. It may get harder on her nerves when she'll get farther and will start needing to enslave poor, defenseless Pokemon to increase her team size and will be forced to see and use her partners are tools to conquer higher challenges (face it: hard, cold strategy versus trust and love... strategy ALWAYS wins). I expect lots of philosphical issues to rise within Di's mind as she is confronted to the many strange paradoxes and incredibly cruel realities of Pokemon training.
Anyway... I think that the characters are quite original, seemingly deep, and interesting.
My one and only complaint is Di's diary ; grammar anyone?... or maybe that was intentionnal?
Anyway... you have written an excellent chapter and my only real, actual complaint (apart from the grammar in Di's diary) is that the chapter seemed so short... but well, when the worst part of a story is that you can't get enough of it... then I think it is an obvious sign of the story's quality.
Now, have a nice day and keep up the excellent work.
I enjoyed reading this... I hope you'll enjoy writting the next chapter.
9th December 2005, 3:22 PM
ahem i have home internet again this means updates will come faster. Di's journal is supposed to be grammaticaly messed up becuase she wrote it in haste and wasn't thinkign about that sort of thing.( grammar errors found in other parts are all my fault ^-^) the slinky thign is actually tue it puts peopel into the alpha state makign us suseptible to trancing and hypnosis. I'm glad everyone enjoy this chapter. the next chapter really will be much different so expect soem fun chanes by new years.
18th December 2005, 10:36 PM
ladyumbra = Imposter Umbra
25th December 2005, 3:49 AM
your the imposter j/k anywhoo RL plus a new fic is keeping me busy plus this chapter sucks badly right now and needs to be seriously rethought out.
31st December 2005, 9:07 AM
I didnt think that the coming chapter was bad at all first time around... but I guess a rewrite would make it that much better, right? anyhoo... no rush to ya LU -- as they say rome wasnt built in a day
hehe good luck
15th March 2006, 1:49 AM
*sighs* i am so on hiatus as is this fic. I'll get back around to it eventually though. I'm losing the spark though.
21st April 2006, 5:10 PM
the time has coemto put this fic on the shelf. not nessicarily forever but for a while. I originally sarted writing it to amuse myself, then to please my readers and somewhere alognthe way it became less fun and more like a job. I do intend to finish this fic , probably rewrite it over the summer ( with the help of a cowriter if i can find one) but for now it is gone. I'll be back on serebii however with new fics new characters and a whole new attitude.
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