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Flatulus January 28th, 2005 11:24 PM

Destiny of Understanding PG
 
Chapter one is now beta'ed by two people from Serebii, since I'm am not sure they are here I think it is best not to meantion their names unless I'm asked to.
Finally the modifications to this chapter are finished. I hope this makes the fic more likable.

Chapter One: The Introductory Chapter

There was a great calmness in the air. It was not the kind of calm before a storm but the calm that was only felt just before dawn. There was a little light coming from the horizon but it was still too early for there to be enough to illuminate the few clouds that were in the sky that were only visible because of some of the few remaining stars were being blocked by them.

It was certain that the clouds would glow pink at sunrise, which would certainly be a bad omen out at sea. Since the sea was out of sight, its omens did not carry here, so when the pink clouds arrived it would merely be a thing of beauty. Not too uncommon here, but rare enough so it kept seeming as amazing as it was. The beauty of the weather was not the only wondrous thing about this valley, as life itself here was too.

A few eevee lay sleeping in the long damp grass, their parents not minding that they were not hidden in their dens. The valley had always been isolated enough to keep out any threat. It was impossible to tell if the parents of these eevee were flareon, jolteon, vaporeon, umbreon, or espeon as all five, along with the little eevees, were a common sight here, quite unlike anywhere else. Legally the valley belonged to the All-Weather family, spiritually and physically it belonged to the eevee. The All-Weathers only made sure the greed of humanity never made it to the valley, keeping the eevee and the high quantities of evolution stones hidden.

It was still too dark for most locals to be awake, and too light for the rest, which consisted of most of the umbreon and a few nocturnal eevee.

Within the darkness of the ending night, a dark shadow sauntered into the valley. If it wanted any of them it would have already of gotten one and left, no it was after something a bit bigger, something that wasn’t covered in fur quite unlike itself.

Its eyes appeared glow, in reality merely reflecting the little amount of light there was at this time so as to make it easier to see; of course the glow was getting dimmer by the minute as sunrise drew near.

It was large and fox-like in appearance, a long tuft of fur stretching backwards from the top of it’s head, its nine tails were held high above the grass both out of confidence in it’s superiority over all over in the valley and to make sure they wouldn’t brush against the grass as it moved because that could risk making a sound. Every step it took was with absolute precision, making sure that when a paw went down it did not disturb the grass enough to make a sound louder than its own slow heart beat.

Even a quick glance would make one realize it was a ninetales, though a quick glance probably wouldn’t of been enough to see that it was female, though certainly most Pokemon would have had a good enough sense of smell to have been able to know both those things without looking at all.

The light had now become bright enough to see at least some of what made the ninetales different: her fur was pure white instead of the usual creamy colour, something not often seen except in albino ninetales; her eyes were a pale blue, something that is also not often seen in ninetales, though it also proved that it wasn’t an albino making it’s variation in colour even more unusual. Soon someone would notice this, all too soon that same someone will have her direct attention.

The ninetales suddenly slowed down, her movements became even more cautious as she approached a patch of grass flattened to the ground because it was currently being slept on by the very thing that gave the unusual ninetales a reason to be in the valley.

There lay a young human female still deep in slumber unaware of the creature now looking down at her. It looked as though the girl probably accidentally fell asleep there during the previous day as her wide brimmed pink hat was covering her face and she was still fully dressed. In fact she was dressed entirely in pink, the same pink the clouds would turn at sunrise, though none of it was very fancy in any way: a plain short sleeved pink shirt, a pair of pink shorts pink socks pink shoes with pink laces, and what appeared to be a pink backpack flattening a patch of grass less than a meter away from her.

Maybe that wouldn’t have been a bad look for her if it wasn’t for her long black hair scattered through the grass around her head, and the pink being darker than her own skin colour. Such a bad fashion sense could not have developed unless one actually didn’t care what was thought about their appearance, or at least were made to not care.

The ninetales lifted one paw like she was just taking another step, though she watched it very careful as she put it down on the girl’s neck before adding a bit of pressure. Almost joyfully she watched as the girl as the girl awoke in panic, the girl being barely able to breath at all and certainly unable to scream for help, she watched as the girl tried to bat the paw off with clawless hands, she watched as the girl came slowly closer and closer to passing out due to lack of oxygen.

“You really should relax a bit,” the ninetales sneered, as she slowly lay down, careful so as to not to release the pressure on the girls neck or add too much extra pressure, putting her other paw on the girl’s chest, “currently I have no reason to kill you quickly and I’m sure you have nothing to lose if you conserve your energy to survive a few more seconds…” she paused before continuing with a spine-tingling growl, far more menacing than one would expect from a ninetales, “oh I forgot, you humans can’t understand Pokemon at all… still I do feel it is required for me to tell you why I’m doing this before you lose any chance of hearing this at all.”

“I was sent after you by my good friend N’med though she was quite reluctant to do so, as my methods aren’t exactly desirable most of the time,” she continued, now clearly trying to sound nicer than she really was, “I am to remove you from the grasp of some sort of evil, the kind that N’med is always going on about, apparently you’re meant to become some great and powerful minion of darkness. I of course would never buy into that rubbish. I’m here to pay back a debt to N’med and to have a little fun.”

“If only it was that simple…” she sighed, as the girl’s arms fell limp, “N’med want a peaceful solution, but I was the only one she believes is capable of dealing with you without being caught. She just believes I hate humans for the destruction they have caused… true I have killed many of your kind to try to get the message across to stop their destructive ways, but it never seems to have any effect so killing you wouldn’t either…” she lifted her paw before moving her other paw up the girl’s chest a bit to find that there was still a heartbeat and some weak breathing.

“…I suppose I might have to try something else to make things change, in fact I think you can help me do so,” she said carefully, as she seemed to be suddenly deep in thought, “human communities are a lot bigger than pokemon ones, in fact if I am right it seems all human communities seem to be connected somehow, so a single human could end up having greatly influence over all other humans… Maybe I could make sure you get into such a position of power, of course it would take many years to do so. It won’t be possible if you remain in a position where N’med would know if you still lived or, if N’med is right, dark powers could find you. Of course, if you cannot understand me then there will be no reason for me to do so.”

”Not that a lack of understanding can’t be bridged. I can sense that your mind has already been weakened by psychic manipulation, which will make it easy to manipulate you further. Though I cannot be sure of the source, it seems ongoing and seems to be focused on reducing stress,” her growl was almost like a laugh, “of course my kind do not find direct manipulation of the mind easy, it is curses cast when our tails are grabbed that we excel at. Curses are restricted somewhat and the results are most often unpredictable as it works as a spur of the moment, planning a curse ahead of time just isn’t done often, being that it doesn’t always work as planned. You have nothing to fear, as I know this will work perfectly.”

She flicked one of her tails gently down into the girl’s hand. The fox’s eye’s closed, and her fur glowed a pale blue. Where one of her tail’s touched the girl’s there was a spark of light, and the girl’s hand twitched as if shocked by a small amount of electricity. The Ninetales leapt away from the girl, giving out a yelp of pain as if her tail had been pulled. The curse was complete.

“Be thankful, I could have made you completely under my power but instead I just curse you with understanding all pokemon,” she growled viciously, as glared at the unconscious human, “it’ll be more fun to gain your loyalty through other means, and your weak mind will make it easy to convince you to leave this place but that probably will wear off over time. By then you will be completely loyal. Lucky for you I have time to calm down before you awaken to your new ‘cursed’ power. I’m sure in any other circumstances it’d be a gift not a curse, perhaps you won’t even notice the disadvantages for quite sometime.”


Sunrise had barely passed long enough ago for the clouds to have turned to their usual daytime white, and the girl began to awaken again, this time from true unconsciousness instead of sleep.

“So you’re finally awake,” The ninetales said excitedly, prodding the girl’s shoulder to try and hasten the process of waking up, “okay we’ve never met before but you may call me Kitsune”

The girl reached to move her hat off her face, placing it down beside her to reveal her sparkling emerald green eyes, “Good morning,” she yawned, not quite awake, upon letting go of her hat she moved her hand to feel her own neck as if making sure there was no damage, “I just had a very odd dream, I couldn’t breath and there was this ninetales…”

She suddenly bolted upright, “How come I can understand you?” she asked hurriedly, “I can tell that your still talking like a normal ninetales, yet I understand what your saying clearly… in fact in the dream I had I could almost understand what was being said to. Wait a moment, I know for a fact there shouldn’t be a ninetales in this valley at all, I think you have a lot to expla…” the girl stopped mid-sentence, and she began to tremble a bit as she realized that she was defenseless if the ninetales decided to attack.

“I guess I might as well explain things,” Kitsune said, doing her best to hide the pleasure she was having from getting such reaction, though she could do nothing about all nine of her tails wagging, “you were having a bad dream when I found you, I didn’t want to wake you at that time as that may of made things worse, I just tried to talk to you during it which should help explain what you heard in your dream. As for you understanding me, consider it a gift and I hope we can become friends, by the way I don’t believe you have told me your name yet.”

“Lilac Blossom All-Weather,” the girl said, her confidence seemed to be returning quickly but fear was still in her voice as she sat motionlessly on the grass watching Kitsune carefully, “I suppose you will be wanting me to go with you out of this valley since there is no way that you’d get away with staying here. I have my pack packed as I am often required to spend time at far reaches of the valley to make sure everything remains safe here, so no one will notice if I don’t do that anymore, they never notice anything I do…”

“I have a reasonable idea where I desire to take you,” Kitsune said after a brief silence because of how much easier things seemed to be going than she expected, though it was an omen that the girl showed by suggesting what had to be done without any need of convincing…

Flatulus February 2nd, 2005 12:34 AM

This chapter is written from Kitsune’s perspective, this is the first time I have tried writing like this so it might not be of the same quality as chapter 1.
EDIT: Sorry I just realised how stupid my attempt at a joke in this chapter was, I have now rewriten about a third of the chapter to fix it.

Chapter 2: An everyday peaceful sea voyage
(From the perspective of the Ninetales, Kitsune)
It had been over an hour since we left the valley, altered her mind so she could understand pokemon, and Lilac had last said anything to anyone, let alone me. Talking to her might scare her, and if I scare her too much I would risk losing my chance to use her later on, so I had to stay silent and not let myself lose this chance to set humanity on the right path.

I watched as Lilac push some of what I assume was money across to some other human as an offering for us to travel on their large sea vessel, it would be a bad time to try to talk to her so I just tried to act like a loyal pokemon following her master, my mind refused to remember what I was going through, it was better that way or else I would certainly go insane. Knowing that we would soon get to Hoenn, which apparently was the birthplace of N’med, was all I needed to give me hope of enjoyment later.

A moment in time is meant to be short, but the moments are meant to add up to make a period of time noticeable. But the way I drifted through thoughts without paying attention to what they were had made my whole time with Lilac seem like only a few seconds. It was not like the thoughts were unimportant, it was just that wandering through human territory without conflict was a bit unnerving; I always knew I deliberately caused the conflicts myself but deep down inside I never really believed such things were my fault till now.

“Kitsune, you’ve been too quite lately,” Lilac sighed, snapping me out of my thoughts. We were now on some flat white-painted metal surface on top of the vessel; Lilac was leaning on the railing looking out at the shimmering ocean, “I know something is bothering you, I may not know you very well but your body language is all too clear: all nine of your tails have been dragging on the ground for quite some time; you ears were also flattened against your head, and you seemed to not be paying attention to anything that was happening around you. Look, I know that you feel hopeless for some reason, I just don’t like seeing others like that.”

“Even though you hated seeing me like that you still took so long to try to help…” I growled softly preparing to lunge at her, and Lilac turned to look at me, tears were running down her cheeks even though her full sadness hadn’t shown in her voice. Tears couldn’t have had any effect on me, could they? “I don’t blame you, I know you are a bit scared of me and I don’t blame you for that either… You are helpless if I attack, I do not have a pokeball you can just put me in and there is no one else around to defend you… I am the one at fault; I let my problems overcome me because I just didn’t want to frighten you.”

“I know you are deliberately not saying everything, but I know you are doing so to be nice,” Lilac said, wiping the tears from her eyes and I could barely notice that she was trembling but I could clearly smell her fear of me because of what I had said, “It’s just that I know you enjoyed seeing me scared, I could see it when we met. I know no one could change so quickly… it is nice to know you will try to change, but mentally isolating yourself from everyone around you isn’t going to help…”

She cautiously moved closer to me, beginning to extend her arms as if to hug me. She kneeled down more than needed to put her arms around my neck. I know she only wanted to hug me to make me more comfortable but I could smell her fear, and she was trembling slightly. But she was right, I should just be myself, at least I assume that was what she was trying to say. But she was making herself an easy target; it would have been quite hard to resist if I actually wanted to stop myself.

I leapt at her, though it was hardly worth calling a leap because of how little distance was involved, my front paws landing on her shoulders pushing her over though I made sure that they quickly slipped off so I didn’t risk crushing her shoulders when she hit the ground. She hit the ground with a slight thump, my paws landing just above her shoulders making me in a position where I could watch her very well.

I could have quickly moved backwards and pinned her to the ground with ease but toying with her for a while would be a lot more fun. I could feel that all nine of my tails were wagging viciously, at least Lilac could take comfort in the fact she had cheered me up all ready even though I doubt she had any concern for my emotional well being at the moment.

I felt her head move up from between my front paws, allowing her to quickly roll out from under me, her fear must of been clouding her judgment otherwise she would of noticed that I was not reacting as fast as I could have.

She rolled out from under me, clearly intending to be back on her feet as quickly as possible as it showed in her roll, and instead of turning straight to her to attack I spun round the other way whacking her with my tails. I heard her hit the ground before I finished turn round so naturally I jumped into the air with full confidence she would just roll out of the way…

She didn’t, something seemed to catch her eye that was more important than I was. I barely managed to stop my front paws impacting on to her, with the full weight of my body behind them, and they hit the metal surface just on the other side of her with a thud and the paint cracked a bit as the metal underneath was dented slightly. Playing with my new toy Lilac was certainly not important enough for me to not pay attention to the fact something distracted her; I merely slowed down the decent of the rest of my body when my back legs reached the ground and I gently lay my head between my front paws, with the rest of both my front legs stretched across her chest.

“Look what we have here,” an unfamiliar female human voice said, clearly originating from whomever distracted Lilac, “a pathetic trainer playing with their pokemon…it’s really a horrible sight, pokemon are not meant to be one’s friend, they are meant only for battling against each other. Playing with them is more of a waste of time than teaching to do tricks for contest halls.”

I looked towards the human, she was about the same height as Lilac though she did sound older, her hair was a pale cream colour much like members of my species are meant to have and it stretched halfway down her back. Her eyes were yellow, which surprised me. I had seen yellow eyes before, but I had never seen them on a human.

Her clothing was all made of a light blue fabric, probably a form of silk, though I couldn’t really be sure. She wore a dress long enough to touch the ground and seemed to be part of the same piece of clothing as her shirt whose arms covered her arms quite well, amazingly it didn’t seem to be loose at all, I heard humans regularly change their clothing but I could not see how she could of possibly done so when it was like that. Maybe she grew too much while she wore it.

She giggled, with her hand to her mouth and her eyes closed, “That’s what you would’ve heard if it wasn’t for the fact that we are the only passengers on this ship,” her voice was a bit softer than before; she must not have meant any of what she said earlier and said it only to give us a fright, “few trainers travel this time of year as most of the major tournaments are on this month are either just finished, part way through, or going to start within a few weeks. Most trainers are jealous of those who can trust there pokemon enough to play with them, really it’s their own fault they can’t trust their pokemon because of how mean they are to them and how they feel that only fully evolved pokemon are worth using in battles… I must say it is impressive that you are not afraid to play with such a large pokemon, you wouldn’t last very long if it wanted to hurt you and it might even hurt you by accident.”

“Yes, it is hard to learn to trust a powerful pokemon such as Kitsune,” Lilac replied, it was clear by the way she spoke she was uncomfortable with me on her but the little fear in her voice was enough to keep me there, “but one could never hope to earn trust without giving it, so it is well worth the risk allowing a pokemon enough freedom to cause harm as that way you’ll quickly know for sure… By the way my name is Lilac Blossom All-Weather.”

I growled quietly so Lilac would hear but not the other girl, I had to make it clear she should imply she owned me as it was the other way round…

“Sorry I forgot to introduce myself, I’m Ingénuo Muchacha,” the girl answered, she looked relieved that nothing worse happened when she didn’t introduce herself right away. I felt uncomfortable with the way she was looking at me as she crouched down and tilted her head a bit, “I have heard some interesting rumours about Ninetales, maybe since you own on you could tell me if they are true, I’ve been told that powerful ones can use telekinetic abilities, and that if you grab one of their tails you would get a powerful curse put on you… you do know if the rumours are true, don’t you?”

I shifted off Lilac, and began to circle Ingénuo… All she had ever done to annoy me so far was to show up but that was no reason for me to try to be friendly, odd how there was little pokemon scent on her, it is as if she hadn’t been in contact with any pokemon for a few days meaning she couldn’t have any pokemon of her own… One big advantage to me, but she seemed too calm, how could she not be panicked by how defenseless she was?

“I have never heard of either of those rumours before,” Lilac said nervously, I gave her a quick glance to find that she was already back on her feet, her fear now had a different texture, uncertainty of past events was now probably a major aspect of the fear, she knew she had touched my tails but was uncertain as to whether it counted, “is there some way to check, maybe Kitsune would be happy to try levitating a small object, at least we have a chance of finding out for sure.”

Lilac had produced a pocketknife and slid it across the ground so it stopped at my feet; clearly she wanted me to try to move it with my mind. I sat down, closed my eyes and focused my energy on the knife, even though this was my first time trying such an application of mental energies I could feel the position of the object in the universe, I could feel it moving under the pressure of my mind…

…Laughter. that is what I heard from Ingénuo, she was laughing hysterically at me, which was really making it hard to concentrate. I opened my eyes and before me was the knife; it had been still where it was when I had started. I really hadn’t moved it at all.

A giggle came from Lilac; I couldn’t see what was funny and the gaze I gave her would certainly make not only that clear but also that I wasn’t very happy with it, “Look Kitsune, your fur just fluffed up when you were trying to levitate the knife, though the blue glow was a bit cool,” she said, only then I realize how close she had gotten as she reached to grab one of my tails, “sorry, curiosity got the better of me, it’s just so tempting to find out whether you would put a curse on me.”

“You’re certainly no normal trainer,” Ingénuo continued, still giggling a bit, now at both me and Lilac, and most certainly it seemed quite disrespectful, “trusting a pokemon not to hurt you when playing can be considered extremely brave, but trying to grab a tail of a Ninetales is just crazy. Even if she couldn’t put a curse on you, she would still hate it and she could quite easily kill you before you had a chance to return her to her pokeball.”

My fur puffing out was no excuse for her laughing at me, and I certainly didn’t like what she said to Lilac, even though there was no way for her to have known I still hated how she suggested that Lilac could contain me, I could feel the fire building up in my throat ready to roar out, I open my mouth and aimed it straight at her. It was merely a small puff of fire, barely reaching a meter, though my tails wagged more violent than they had been for a while when I saw stupid fall backwards in fright of the flames. It was a lot more enjoyable than watching her burn, though I did try my best to fry her anyway, all I got was a pain in my throat.

I never could breath fire properly, it always hurt, but the instincts to just burn anything that annoyed me too much remained.

“For a moment there I actually thought she was actually going use a flamethrower on me,” Ingénuo said nervously, as she sat on the ground with her arms holding stopping her from completely falling over, “I can see now she is really well trained but I would still be more comfortable with her keeping her distance from me, I don’t have any pokemon of my own yet but tomorrow Professor Birch is going to give me my first one and I would love to travel with you if you can keep your Ninetales under control… Lilac do you have any idea why her fur went like that?”

“Well the use of psychic powers do produce electromagnetic fields, and static electricity would make fur puff out like that… though I can’t see how it works, really it should do this,” Lilac said, confusion showed in her voice but also a little smugness that comes with knowing more than someone else, “all I know is that it will be impossible to channel that electrical energy that made her fur fluff up into a successful attack for two basic reasons: Her body isn’t made for storing any decent amount of electric energy so it’d be far too weak to do any harm; and her body doesn’t have any way to stop the energy just dispersing straight into the ground when it stops building up.”

I sighed and slowly got off Lilac. This was going to be a long boat ride if we had to deal with this girl the whole way, she doesn’t even give Lilac a chance to correct her mistakes, but it’ll be easy to get rid of her once we are back on land…

Lily February 3rd, 2005 2:12 PM

My apologies for not responding sooner~

What can I say? Your role playing styles do not differ much from your fic. In fact, I'm glad you decided to make a story! ^^

This is quite interesting, (although paragraphing would have been good, too) and Lilac/Kitsune's emotions were portrayed very nicely. Just those overflowing descriptions made my head spin. o.O; Your details were excellent I just adore your descriptive writing. It shows sooo many fragments of your RPG..just so many...=) You also had the tendency to switch your and you're around a lot. 'your' is possesive. 'you're' is 'you are.' Also, be careful for dialogue mistakes. You usually end a sentence of a dialogue before the quotation marks with either a period, comma, exclamation point....yeah.

Other than that, I enjoyed reading it thoroughly. Very descriptive, beautiful writing style. I can't help relating it to the rpg. x_x

Excellent! ^^

Flatulus February 3rd, 2005 10:18 PM

LilyPichu: Of course this is nothing compaired to your one shots...
Well, enough about that. You might be happy to know that I intend to have a Pichu in this fic in your honer, but it'll be at least ten chapters before it makes an apearence as I've already planned everything that's going to happen for quite some time and a Pichu doesn't fit into those plans yet.
...I've been thinking about remaking the RPG verson of this fic on this site but I'm not sure whether enough people would be intrested...


One thing I haven't sorted yet is what pokemon Ingénuo (I have no clue why I chose this name) is going to get, I do know that she is not going to be traveling with Lilac and Kitsune straight away, if at all...
I've got a few choices as to what to do with her: Let her travel with them (How could Kitsune be convinced that this would be a good idea?); Make her Lilac's rival (There is no way Lilac or Kitsune would be able to understand this); or have something horrible happen (I know readers won't like a reasonably new chacter die) to her when she makes her next apearence after her breif apearence in chapter 3... maybe I could see what my very few fans would prefer.

Flatulus February 5th, 2005 11:51 PM

Now for part three, this time we’ll see how Lilac thinks, yes its all Lilac’s view of the world, especially her view of Kitsune.

Chapter 3: The fox’s toy…
(From the perspective of the human, Lilac Blossom All-Weather)
“Lilac, it looks like there are still a few hours left in the day,” Ingénuo said to me as we left the small docks of LittleRoot Town, she just ignored the fact Kitsune was there, “maybe you could stay at my parent’s house overnight, as I can’t really leave here till I get my first Pokemon tomorrow… Well Professor Birch sometimes has to test to see if someone is good enough to be a Pokemon trainer and he always give new trainers a Pokedex, so if you stay he might even give you a Pokedex too.”

I sighed, as likeable as Ingénuo was she didn’t really respect others much, especially Kitsune. Maybe if she spent some time by herself with a Pokemon that she couldn’t understand, it’d teach her how to be nicer. I couldn’t allow myself to stay with her if it would slow down her progress to being a reasonable Pokemon trainer, and certainly she’d just talk to me all the time and forget about her Pokemon if she came with me.

Anyway, it’d just be wrong to travel with her out of selfishness of being uncomfortable alone with Kitsune. What would be best for Kitsune is hard to say, but it’d be better for me if I could become comfortable with whom Kitsune is.

“Sorry, but it would be best for Kitsune if we kept moving…” I sighed; hating to have to used Kitsune as an excuse, but I’m sure she won’t mind since I don’t think she likes Ingénuo much, “I need to train with her alone for a while so she gets used to me, and so I get used to her. As you’ve probably noticed she is a bit uncontrollable since I only got her today, maybe we could meet up somewhere, like Dewford Island, I intend to stay there for a few days anyway.”

I could feel Kitsune’s gaze, I could feel my skin crawl out of fear, I couldn’t have upset her much even if I did imply that she belonged to me when she was still free and had no Poke ball that could instantly bind her within it’s self. She was wild and there was no way she’d give up her freedom when she didn’t have to, but maybe if I had another Pokemon she’d be willing to be caught as then I wouldn’t need her to keep me company.

Odd how she didn’t say anything, as if she didn’t want to risk Ingénuo understanding what she said, or not wanting to reveal that I could understand her. A pang of guilt hit me; I shouldn’t have stopped talking to her directly on the boat just because she wasn’t talking and that Ingénuo thought it was stupid.

At least Kitsune should be happy that I plan to stop at the birthplace of her other friend, though I doubted that the friend was either human or a trained Pokemon, but a wild Pokemon would have trouble travelling from Hoenn, well unless they went about it the same way as Kitsune.

“Sounds good,” Ingénuo muttered in distaste, her arms crossed across her chest, “usually I’d say I’d catch up sooner since you’ll have a lot of sight seeing to do but there is a big storm coming in a few days… You might be able to travel to Petalburg before it hits, maybe even reaching Rustboro where you’ll be able to get a boat to Dewford after the storm, but it’ll be too dangerous for me to travel any further than Oldale if I start tomorrow.”

“I hope you don’t intend to let your Ninetales stay out of it’s Poke ball, you keep on seeming more and more insane: first was you playing with it, then you tried to grab one of it’s tails, now you tell me you were doing that after just meeting it for the first time… It’ll be hard for me to believe you won’t do such a stupid thing, luckily the worst it’ll do is run away as we all know what happens to a Pokemon that attacks a human”

Well, at least now I won’t have to stop for directions, the sign posts should tell me the way to each of those towns so getting to Dewford should be easy. I watched Ingénuo turn her back and walk away, so I began to head out of town and to the route north, hopefully towards Oldale, the first point on the way to Dewford.

“You know, she actually acknowledged that I could think for once,” Kitsune said, clearly she was amused but it didn’t show in her voice the same way that it would in a human, though her tails showed her emotions much better than her voice, they were flicking in delight, “she indicated that she believed I was smart enough not to kill you as all violent Pokemon are quickly killed, I think I could like her once she grows a bit more mature, I’m far more intelligent than she thinks, what humans do to those Pokemon who don’t suit them as perfectly loyal will never pose me a problem… well if I wasn’t completely loyal”

There was a tinge of humour in what she said, though I didn’t laugh. Mainly what she said sounded like a threat, that she did not fear the consequences of harming me, and the next bit sounded like she intended it to comfort me as if she said the other bit by accident. Well it’s not her fault, she seems young for a Ninetales, a bit immature, and she doesn’t know what she’s saying. If she hurt me she’d quickly realize that, she just is currently unaware that others feel pain the same way she does.

Still it was difficult to keep my mind focused away from the fear of her I felt. All my life I had never been around any Pokemon other than Eevees and their many evolutions, only knowing about others through videos and textbooks.

As I walked I did my best to blank out Kitsune from my mind. I still trembled out of nervousness because of Kitsune; she seemed to dance around me as we moved deeper into the wilderness between towns. It was as if she was feeding on my fear and was enjoying its taste a lot, not caring that she was scaring off all the other Pokemon in the area. Her behaviour was much like that of a young Umbreon, if it believes your afraid of it, the flavour of fear being impossible to resist because of special hunting instincts. It wasn’t Kitsune’s fault she was like this; she was clearly immature because of an early evolution so it was mine for encouraging it by being afraid.

At least time seemed to be passing fast when I was ignoring her.

The sun was almost setting when I collapsed to the ground. My backpack rolled out to my side, my legs hurt too much to of been from a normal long walk. I must have been walking a lot quicker than I should have been but we probably would have stopped earlier than this if I were thinking straight. We probably only got half the distance. There was no way we would reach Rustboro before the storm now all thanks to Kitsune’s frightful behaviour.

Too bad the other features of an Umbreons hunting instinct were also in Kitsune, the whole instinct was to keep the prey scared and running till it was too weak to fight well, then attack for an easy kill.

Kitsune pounced, light gleaming off her sharp white teeth. I barely managed to roll out of the way, though I knew quite well that resisting would just encourage her. I could not resist obeying my fear, somehow I managed to summon the strength to get back on to my feet, the surprise that I dodged Kitsune’s pounce clearly brought me the time to get up… almost.

She leapt again, this time I felt her jaws grab me by my throat and her paws somehow impacted on my shoulders knocking me over. I fell; I could hear the rapid beating of my heart clearly and the fall seemed to take longer than it should have, though my life did not flash before my eyes, as I knew she was only playing at the moment.

My impact on the ground was soft, too soft for such a fall. It seemed that Kitsune’s paws had slipped off my shoulders and landed on the ground first, then she had carefully slowed my fall by hold my neck in her teeth. Doing such a thing would require exceptional precision; if she had tried to slow my fall too much she would have just ripped my throat out instead.

Kitsune let go of my neck but I was too tired to use that as an opportunity to escape, anyway that would probably result in her jumping on me again and I doubt that she could pull off the trick with slowing down my fall again. She laid her front paws diagonally across me holding me down so even if I had the strength to move I would still not be able to.

“I hope I didn’t scare you too much,” Kitsune said as she rested her head on me, clearly she had wasted a lot more energy than she was willing to admit earlier, the warmth of her body up against mine was comforting and my eyes slid shut, I wasn’t trembling but that could just be out of lack of stamina. I knew that Kitsune hadn’t eaten all day, yet I had at least gotten my own lunch. She must have been getting hungry, but she hadn’t let that get the better of her, at least not this time.

I didn’t feel up to trying to talk yet, I was getting a bit hungry, but that could wait until Kitsune lets me up.

I must have dozed off as a horrific howl awoke me. It was certainly from a pokemon, it sounded like that of a Mightyena, and likely had a meaning I could not understand. There was only the light of the stars and the crescent moon to see by. I tried not to tremble in fear, as long as Kitsune was here I would be fine.

Kitsune! The weight of her on my chest was gone. I quickly sat up and looked around, surely she must have just moved off me for some reason, probably fearing that she would accidentally hurt me while she slept.

No! There must be some mistake, a quick glance around revealed that she was no where to be seen, and no shadows nearby that looked at all like her

I was shaking, but honestly who wouldn’t be; I was suddenly alone, without any protection, without enough light to see by, and there was a Mightyena around. I could feel its anger and hatred. I couldn’t see how I could or why I could, but I knew somehow. The worst part was the realization that I’d always be scared. I was afraid of Kitsune, but I was even more scared of not having her around.

I could feel myself curling up into a ball, an instinctive reaction so as to make myself less threatening to any thing around. I wanted to scream for Kitsune but I couldn’t. I was having trouble breathing; even Kitsune couldn’t scare me like I was scared now. It was worse than the dream I had just before meeting Kitsune.

“Don’t worry, I’m here now,” a familiar voice whispered in the wind, Kitsune’s voice, I turned to look to where the voice was coming from and there was a silhouette of the correct shape. She had returned. I didn’t need to know why she had been gone; I just needed her beside me so I could let myself fall asleep once more. There was a tint of red to her fur, it seemed to be in patches, though I felt that it must just be a trick of the light, “Don’t worry, everything is fine… I just need to clear up my fur a bit; it’s a mess at the moment.”

Quickly she was beside me again. It didn’t matter that I knew Pokemon like a Ninetales usually didn’t put much work into keeping their fur neat, maybe Kitsune was actually concerned about how she looked, and it didn’t matter that Kitsune was being a lot more comforting than usual. Maybe she didn’t like seeing me this scared.

Soon she was nuzzling her face against mine and I put my arms around her, though there was a slight dampness and her fur was a bit sticky, but it didn’t matter to me. I began to drift off and Kitsune gave my face a lick, probably as an equivalent of a kiss, clearly she was going out of her way to make me accept her as a friend. I will have to wait until morning to ask her what had happened, but I’m sure she had a good reason…

Flatulus February 19th, 2005 11:58 PM

I really don’t like this chapter much, it was difficult to write and I had to make some drastic assumptions, which I will happily justify to anyone who asks. Also I did a horrible job of indicating that both Lilac and Kitsune make a new enemy.

The next chapter will be better, though it’ll be surprising if I don’t take a full two weeks to do it… of course first I would like to know if I should but in the medical examination in it, or skip that detailed part of the story.

Chapter 4: Something she ate?
I felt the sensation of fur rubbing against my fur, a wondrous thing I had been without for so very long. It was so heartening, so soothing, it reminded me of how much I loved my parents, and how I promised that I would make sure humans would never cause pain to another like they caused me by killing my parents through their carelessness.

Something was certainly wrong about the fur rubbing against mine. No matter how much I liked it, it wasn’t meant to be happening. I knew that there was no other furred creature traveling with us. I might not have even realised this if it wasn’t for the fact the fur was a bit rougher than a Ninetales’. I could tell that there wasn’t any immediate danger but suddenly I was worried, not about myself but for Lilac. I could smell that she was nearby but that wasn’t enough for me.

I opened my eyes to see the light glistening off dew drops in some nearby short grass. There was a group of unfamiliar brown furred Pokemon that were laying around dozing in the morning sun, and a group of unfamiliar butterfly-like Pokemon that were lazily flying around drinking nectar from some rather large flowers. It was truly what should be called a beautiful, peaceful day, but I felt a bit light headed and in need of a bit more sleep.

No, I had to get up; there was something odd about this whole day so far.

I suddenly felt like standing up would be a bad idea, because somewhere deep in my mind was telling me that I would quickly regret standing up. It wouldn’t tell me why though. Since sudden instincts like that usually are right, I had to have another glance at my surroundings first, just to see if I could figure out what had given me that feeling. It could not be reacting to a sense I did not have. Hopefully I would soon be able to discount it as just tiredness.

I looked carefully at one of the nearby sleeping creatures, it had thick cream vertical stripes on it’s brown fur, it’s front legs were in one of those stripes making them cream coloured, and a black band of fur went across it’s eyes. It’s legs did look a bit short though I was almost certain that was only an illusion caused by the long fur but I could not see why it would need thick fur to begin with.

The fur rubbing against mine must have been another one of those creatures!

I leapt to my feet in shock, instantly hearing the cries of those whom were waking up beside me due to my abrupt stand.

Then I knew what my instincts were trying to tell me, there wasn’t an external reason, and I could feel the partially digested meal from last night come up my throat. I spewed it all up over the grass in front of me. Luckily the creatures around me didn’t get hit. It was clearly beyond boiling and the grass directly around it wilted before catching on fire.

“Kitsune!” the familiar, yet very panicked, voice of Lilac called out. Clearly I was wrong to worry about her this time, “are you alright? I should have noticed something was wrong when you woke up earlier and didn’t seem hungry after not eating for a whole day… I just was more interested in these Zigzagoon. Apparently last night you saved one of them which explains why you were gone for a while.”

I felt Lilac’s arms go around my neck. I could tell that tears were running down her cheeks without even looking. I felt weak and probably was doing a very poor job of hiding it from her as I was having trouble staying on my feet.

The memories of the pervious night came flowing back to me…

I had gone out hunting, as I hadn’t eaten in days. In fact the hunger almost made me hurt Lilac. It had certainly made me unable to resist playing with her without becoming distant in thought, though Lilac clearly was unable to see that hunger as I’m good at hiding such discomfort even from myself. I remember being unable to smell the scents of any familiar Pokemon species in the area, especially not any of suitable prey except that of the occasional human that had past through the area. I just picked up a random scent and followed it, as I knew if I just waited around my hunger would force me to feed on Lilac’s flesh.

I ended up at a den site containing some small black dog-like Pokemon. My instincts cried out that it was wrong to eat them for some reason, like they always
did when I thought of eating things like Eevees or Growliths. That would have been enough to stop me, but I was so confused by all the unfamiliar scents that I thought that it would be the best I could find.

By the time their mother, a larger black dog-like Pokemon, found me, all her pups were long dead and I was just starting to burry the leftover remains. I don’t blame her for being upset, she had in her mouth an injured Zigzagoon and since it was still alive I can assume that she was teaching them how to kill.

She was surprised enough to give me an opportunity to attack first. It was a quick fight. The mother got away with injuries that would slowly kill her and I still wonder whether the howl she let out while she ran had a meaning I couldn’t pick up or was just distorted from blood loss.

There must be a better reason why I feel ill, though it was not one I could figure out with the information I currently had and recovering from it was currently far more important.

At least the Zigzagoon had a good reason for being around, they were certainly intelligent enough to realise that a creature that seriously injures one of those who prey upon them is good to hang out with. If they had known the true circumstances then maybe they wouldn’t be so calm around me.

“Quick get some water, hopefully it’s not too late to dilute whatever toxins is making Kitsune ill,” Lilac called out to the Zigzagoon, and amazingly enough they barely hesitated for a moment even though they were being ordered by a human to bring water to a fire type Pokemon, “look Kitsune, water may be dangerous for a fire Pokemon but it will slow down the progression of whatever ails you so we can get to the Pokemon Centre for proper treatment. I’m sure it won’t cause any serious damage.”

I watched all but one of the Zigzagoon run off. The one remaining showed signs of injury, most likely the same one whom I saved from being dinner and also likely the one who gathered the rest of them around me… yes, they were probably a lot quieter than they would be but earlier they were probably being quiet so as to not wake me and now they were probably to busy to talk because of me.

“Now tell me how you know what your doing and why the Zigzagoon are willing to do what you say,” I replied feebly, I could feel myself getting weaker but relying on a human would still be risky, “Even though I’m a powerful Ninetales you can’t expect water to have no negative effect on me. Unlike for most others water doesn’t hurt me as much but still drinking water has some uncomfortable effects. Last time I did such a thing it caused me to have diarrhea and made me… um… mark my territory a lot more than usual.”

“Well that’s just your system being washed out by it, which is what I’m hoping for to remove the toxins,” she said seeming a lot more confident, “most Pokemon filter toxins they can’t neutralise out of their systems with their kidneys in a process that requires water. Even some fire Pokemon stick to the same method, though they have developed it to be faster and require a lot less water, thus reducing the amount of water in their bodies and how long it stays there, which in turn reduces the risks and the energy used to keep the water a liquid at their high body temperatures.”

“Also since you claim to not be effected by water much it probably means you were exposed to water at a very young age, so you were able to adapt to it,” she continued, “sure such a thing would have ruined your ability to breath fire, but it also greatly reduces the other risks of drinking water which usually could be quite fatal for a fire Pokemon. Of course those fire Pokemon that can’t cleanse their body of toxins with their kidneys usually fall ill and die if they are forced to adapt to water as their toxin removal system relies on a almost constant external flame which is disrupted by the adaptation.”

One thing that could be said for the Zigzagoons was that they were fast, already they had returned with water in some rather large leaves though where they got such leaves was a little unclear.

I began to drink the water offered to me. Though Lilac couldn’t have known about it I probably was only poisoned last night, so it was quite likely that very little of it had been absorbed into my body. The effects were already bad and if it were allowed to be fully absorbed things would probably get much worse.

I’d have to suffer the effects of the water. The effects couldn’t be too bad compared to the alternative since there couldn’t be much else left in my body to wash out.

I drunk all the water I could manage; once I had drunken all the water off one leaf the Zigzagoon put another one in front of me. The water was colder than I expected and caused a burning sensation in my stomach.

“Look we better get moving. If you let the water settle in your belly it’ll do more harm than good,” Lilac giggled, as she put her arms behind her head and started walking away from me, “I know I’ll probably be given a big lecture at the Pokemon Centre if I say what happened so it’d be best if you try to get as much of that water out of your system before we get there.”

She turned to look towards me though her gaze fell on the Zigzagoon, “You lot should really stay here. Kitsune is already a bit too much for me to handle and if I end up looking too incompetent at caring for Pokemon I’ll never be allowed to be responsible for one again.”


After numerous incidences caused by the water leaving my system, we finally reached Oldale Town.

I could clearly see that it was hardly a true town, I may know little about human society but when a place looks like it was built around a Pokemon Centre it is certain to lack the environmental impact that I would usually expect from any other human settlement. When we got closer I could smell that the air was still clean, confirming this was the rare type of human settlement that I didn’t consider offensive and in need of removal.

We both went straight to the Pokemon Centre and entered it through the self-opening doors that squeaked quietly. It wasn’t that impressive, there were a few other humans around but none stood out very much except one female who was sitting down dressed in a black hooded cloak that hid all her features from view and all that made her stand out was that I had a strange feeling about her.

“Your Pokemon are in perfect health,” another female human called as she appeared from through a doorway, presumably for some back room, carrying two red and white balls. Poke balls, the devices that could convert a Pokemon into energy and trap it within the tiny ball.

The female I saw earlier got up and walked to grab the balls before heading towards the door we had just come in through.

Over the noise of the humans talking I caught the sound of a human device talking in a female human voice: “…We have more information on the massacre of a dozen Team Aqua and Team Magma members on Route 103. The police force have found evidence that it was not as we all first feared, it was not caused by the two gangs declaring war on each other again but instead caused by one person. Judging from the lack of any more evidence, this person was an expert assassin though we have no idea of the motive behind these killings…”

After listening to that, we had passed the cloaked lady and she was halfway to the door when I heard her mutter, “**** police, they always get in the way of me reigniting old conflicts,” of course her voice was far too quiet for any human to have heard it.

“Lilac, I think that lady is someone we should avoid,” I growled quietly, “She had something to do with the murders.”

“So she’s the one who killed those gang members,” Lilac whispered, fear tainted her voice; “I just hope we can tell someone without her finding out.”

A chill ran down my spine, like something had suddenly gone horribly wrong, like the lady heard what Lilac had said. I glanced behind me and the lady had vanished, there had been no squeak of the door opening and the air was suddenly filled with a powerful vanilla scent. Clearly something to make it impossible to track someone.

“Hi, I assume your Nurse Joy of Oldale town,” Lilac asked the lady from the back room nervously, probably fearing what would happen if the lady found out that she let me fall ill, “I’m Lilac and this is Kitsune,” She gestured with her hands towards me, “I would like for her to have a full check up.”

I could see the look on the Nurse’s face. I had heard that while keeping small Pokemon out of poke balls was fine, a large one was a whole different story. But it was something she would never point out.

She gestured for me to follow her into the back room and I started to follow but I quickly turned around when I realised Lilac wasn’t following us and grabbed her hand in my mouth and pulled her after me. I must have pieced her skin because the delicious taste of blood filled my mouth.

“Sorry it seems Kitsune is a little shy and stubborn,” Lilac giggled, indicating silently that I should go without her because that was how it was done. She hid the pain of her injured hand quite well for a human.

Of course I had no intention of leaving her alone with the possibility that we had made a mysterious enemy in the last few minutes and… well… the prospect of being examined by a human wasn’t very high on my list of things I would be happy to do. Maybe being stubborn by trying to drag Lilac with me would make it impossible for the examination to take place.

Anacortes February 20th, 2005 12:16 AM

Yeah, keep posting. But those posts are so long, it takes somebody half an hour to read each chapter. Consider making it sorter?
Realy there is no problems with it,..and I like your story plot..

Flatulus February 21st, 2005 7:22 PM

... After the first two chapters I got a review, then after two more I get another one... I really don't like that pattern...

Anacortes: I guess since your little post is sort of a review I'll have to continue posting chapters here for a while... thanks for your little review, at least it's nice to know that not all of the 70 views were accidental, maybe if you guess at what's going to happen next it'd attract more people to comment here.

Important
Later on in this RPG Ingénuo Muchacha is going to return, now everything up to that point I have already planned but then I'm a bit stuck on what pokemon Ingénuo is going to have caught by then...
I've decided to run a little challenge to decide it: In the next chapter a new character is going turn up and then travel with Lilac and Kitsune for the rest of the RPG, whom ever guesses the most correct details about this character will get to choose one pokemon for Ingénuo to have when she returns. (Ingénuo will have a Torchic as her starter and because of a simlar challenge on a different site where this fic is she'll also have a Slakoth)

Lily February 25th, 2005 10:23 PM

Interesting.

Well, your writing style still fascinates me- especially with your unique detaield aspect of a Ninetales' point of view, as well as Lilac's cute disposition. I don't mind if the chapters are long, although they might be a tad bit tedious. Try to refrain from using semicolons the wrong way. Each part they represent should form a sentence, and try not to get your past/present tense confused.

Also, dialogues...add something before it ends? Like a comma. Or a period. =) Either way, I like how you wrote this out. Writing style was very unique. o_O; Just an odd significance, considering I've been roleplaying with you for quite a while now.

Some parts were confusing- I got the characters mixed up half the time, and perhaps you're using the italics a bit too much? >>; Emphasis is good...just over doing it makes it bad. Also...'its' is possesive. 'it's' is 'it is.' Remember it that way and try to not get confused between them, since I've caught some of those mistakes.

Original, I credit that. It's interesting to know what Ingénuo Muchacha could do with torchic...yeah, the possibilities.

Good luck! ^^

Lily February 27th, 2005 7:21 PM

I'm sure flat will be ecstatic. XD

However, congrats!

Flatulus February 28th, 2005 7:11 PM

Yay, I knew a slow week for fan fics was coming up, now because no one else did a fic capable of taking this honour recently it fell to me...

I would like to thank my all my fans... yep, LilyPichu, the one who encouraged me to write this from the start, and Anacortes, who I had to threaten to stop writing chapters to get him to comment on this fic.
Also I have to thank all the fic writers here for NOT stealing this from me by writing a better better fic recently enough or bribing a mod (It doesn't work but still I thank you for not trying to bribe them).

Now I must appologise for Chapter five being delayed, but it'll be up in the next few days... now any questions or comments?

Flatulus March 5th, 2005 1:47 AM

I'm not sure what I should think of my latest chapter, so please tell me how it compairs to the rest of my chapters... please, I need more feedback if I'm going to improve my chapters.

Chapter 5: Clinging to Dominance!
“Your Ninetales bit you!” Nurse Joy exclaimed, she was clearly trying her best not to freak out at the thought that I was going to be a problem, “I think you should come in with her so I can give you proper treatment for you injury, it should calm her down a bit… I can guess that this is her first visit to a Pokemon Centre, but still it is odd for her to be acting like that, it’s almost as if she feels dominant over you.”

I slowly let go of Lilac’s hand and licked the wound while glaring at the human; Lilac wanted me to walk straight into the unknown alone, something she had no right to ask from me. Well now she’d have to come with me. That was comforting, but not quite a victory. But it was close enough.

I was having trouble giving a menacing glare. The relief I felt was causing my tails to wag and I couldn’t put any feeling into the look. The resulting glare was probably having the opposite effect than I desired.

“Come on Kitsune,” Lilac giggled as she pulled her injured hand away from me and headed slowly towards the door of mysterious core of the Pokemon Centre, I watched as a single drop of blood feel from her hand and on to the floor, “I think you’ll want this over and done with as quick as possible, since there is no way you’re going to get out of this.”

Through the doorway we all went, a Chansey came with us. I had completely ignored it until now, in fact I hadn’t really noticed it at all as I dismissed it as just another Pokemon enslaved by humans, but now it was clear it was a major part of the establishment. At least it was certain she would know what she was doing when checking to see how healthy I was, but that was only a small comfort as the human named Nurse Joy was still nearby watching.

“Can you fix up my friend’s hand?” I asked the Chansey, growling slightly as I kept my eyes on Nurse Joy, “your human seems a bit worried about it, then there’s the fact that apparently I need to have a medical check up even though I feel fine.”

“I actually thought you’d be a bit of a problem,” The Chansey replied in a soothing soft voice, clearly not intending any insult, as she rushed over and started to bandage up Lilac’s injury, however I was surprised that Nurse Joy was not coming closer to try to help, “I can tell you’re a lot more comfortable with me than my master, really for this sort of check up she isn’t needed if you cooperate and there is nothing wrong with you.”

It was almost too quickly that she finished bandaging Lilac’s hand and had somehow coaxed me on to some sort of table and had begun to rush around me, poking and prodding, checking for anything out of the ordinary.

I watched carefully as Nurse Joy pulled Lilac away from me to talk to her, I couldn’t hear what they were saying over the soothing humming of the Chansey but I couldn’t complain as it would risk seriously insulting nature’s best healers, and news of that could easily spread a bit too far.

“Can you please relax a bit? Your muscles are far too tense. It’s as if you’re preparing to attack, it’s making me a bit uncomfortable,” the Chansey sighed, and started to stare at my eyes, but not into them, though she quickly moved on to prying open my mouth. I only resisted for a few seconds, as there wasn’t really any point. She took a long look in my mouth, seeming to examine every tooth as well as taking a decent look down my throat. It was then she took a step back and braced herself for singing a mystical song of sleep.

I quickly focused on making fire roll out of my mouth at the Chansey, more to scare it than to do any harm as even on a good day my flames could never burn at a distance, though the effect was nothing like I expected. A burst of steam rolled round my face, clouding my sight. It was clearly a shocking result for the Chansey as she didn’t start to sing, of course I was surprised enough that I didn’t manage to speak before she did.

“I was hoping you would cooperate fully,” she said, it sounded as though she was unsure of what to do next, “there is an important part of the examination that would be somewhat uncomfortable for you if you remained awake. If you were a smaller Pokemon I’d give you a chance to decide if you wanted to stay awake during it but seeing as how I wouldn’t be able to hold you still if you get squeamish I can’t do that.”

“Look, you are not going to be touching my tails,” I growled as the steam slowly stopped blocking my vision, and I saw that Lilac and Nurse Joy had rushed over, Lilac looked like she was about to burst out laughing, “they are far to important to let anyone else handle, even a creature like yourself, so just skip that part of my examination,” the look on the Chansey’s face was of total disbelief, as if she wasn’t referring to handling my tails. But what else could she possibly be talking about that could be uncomfortable for me? Then again why would she need to examine at my tails anyway?

“You weren’t kidding when you said she had trouble breathing fire,” Nurse Joy laughed, as she carried a bowl with little round balls that smelled quite edible to me, “really it isn’t too much of a health problem, it won’t be able to get any worse but we don’t have the equipment here to treat it, that you’ll have to go to Rustboro for.” She carefully placed the tray in front of me, keeping as far away from me as possible while doing so.

I nudged the bowl towards the Chansey with my nose, “Why don’t you have some too?” I failed to hide that I wasn’t doing it out of kindness, but I was sure that it was clear why I was suspicious of the food.

“Sorry, that stuff contains meat so can’t eat it,” the Chansey replied nervously, hopeful realizing that I had caught on to Nurse Joy’s little trick, it was a nice feeling watching that look appear on both their faces as Nurse Joy quickly realized as well. Still, it was a waste of food.

“How do you expect Kitsune to eat something that your Chansey won’t touch?” Lilac giggled as she asked the rhetorical question and grabbed one piece of the food, tossing it into her mouth. I could see the look of disbelief on the faces of the other two; it was a surprise to me as well so I could only watch as she grabbed a second piece to eat.

Food just sitting in front of me and I was letting Lilac have her share before me, what was I thinking, why was I showing such weakness?

I pushed Lilac’s hand out of the way as she reached for a third piece, swallowing as much as it as I could in a single mouth full. It was quite nice; the flavour was incredible though the texture left a little to be desired, it was still far beyond what I expected from humans.

“See? You have to be ready to try what ever you feed a Pokemon to prove that it’s safe,” Lilac yawned, though there was no way she could be still tired, could there? I continued to eat more of the food, keeping my eyes on everyone else to make sure they didn’t try anything, “you see eating a small amount of drugged food would have a severely reduced effect and the Pokemon would suffer any of the effects… I think what ever you mixed in the food is a bit stronger than what I usual give Eevee…”

As Lilac started to drop to the floor I managed to position myself to break her fall. The food had been drugged and one glance at the bowl revealed that I had eaten almost half of it. I had eaten too much to resist its effects. As she hit me I started to collapse, my vision blurred, and the air was suddenly feeling quite heavy on me.
The last thing I heard before passing out was Nurse Joy’s worried voice, “For a moment there I though we’d have to use the tranquillizer gun…”


I opened my eyes; my body felt a bit weak but only in the same way one expects to feel after awaking from an induced sleep, though I quickly realised that my jaws were shut on the edge of the bowl, something that made me spring to my unsteady feet…

“You certainly woke up quickly,” the Chansey said, and I spun around to look at her. She was on the other side of another bench, Lilac was lying inert on top of it, “we would have taken the remainder of the food off you but you wouldn’t let go of it, so my master decided that she’d let you keep it and what’s left of the food. Since there are plenty of other things she needs to do she left me to sort things out here. Your master will soon wake and I’m just here to make sure she understands what happened.”

“Interesting that all your muscles are a little large and far denser than any other Ninetales that has ever been examined,” she continued as I recovered from the after effects of the food, “the muscles in your tails are especially strong,” she giggled as I turned to inspect my tails, though I couldn’t see a single bit of fur out of place “my master has absolute confidence that your master knows what she’s doing and will take good care of you, but she is concerned about whether Lilac can manage to gain any control in her relationship with you.”

I walked over to Lilac, making sure to growl quietly at the Chansey on the way over in an attempt to hide that I was still a little unsteady on my feet, “I suggest you bring me some food while we wait for Lilac to wake, I doubt you’d want to be in the same room as me when I’m hungry… and yes I do expect you to be willing to eat some to make sure it’s safe.”

“I thought you’d be hungry since you did stay awake long enough to finish what was put in your bowl and now you know not to eat any more of it,” she laughed deviously, as she lifted a bowl of food into sight and walk round Lilac to me, “I’ll be happy to share my meal with you, my master makes sure I can have access to my own food whenever I want so I’m always in top condition to deal with whatever problem comes my way.”

She slid the bowl across the floor to me, its contents did not smell very nice, it smelled far too fruity for my liking… I waited for the Chansey to have a few pieces of the food first before I started to eat, the food was quite bitter yet my nearly empty stomach forced me to eat all that was given to me.

“I’m sorry for tricking you Kitsune,” Lilac’s voice made me turn my head to look at her, it wasn’t possible that she had only just woken up though looking back at the now empty bowl in front of me suggested that I had just been too busy to notice her waking up, “but there could have been serous trouble if you didn’t get a full examination… Well we really should be going”

I leapt to pick up the half full bowl of drugged food, though I stopped as it would be quicker to explain myself before she asked, “Look I’ve been told that the food is still mine and I’m sure there must be some way to remove the side effects it has, it’s too good to just leave behind… even if we can’t fix the problem with it, we can still use it to fix whatever sleeping difficulties we might have.”

It felt like I was submitting to Lilac, like I was saying I was weak. I just had to have that food. I would have to think how to use it later. I picked the bowl up in my mouth and started to nudge Lilac towards the door even though she was already heading that way.

Suddenly the Chansey rushed to a nearby bench, picking up a piece of paper before running back over to hand it to Lilac.

“Here’s a note written by my master,” she said, as if it was required that she said at least something when handing it over, and then she had just decide to state a simple fact, “it really proves humans are quite stupid when it comes to languages, since Pokemon can understand them and yet they can’t understand us, so I’m forced to just hand over a note instead of explaining things myself.”

“Hey I consider that I bit insulting,” Lilac replied, the annoyance in her voice quickly faded, as she grabbed the piece of paper without looking at it “… um… okay humans just have trouble understanding Pokemon… um… well…”

I started to push Lilac towards the door, recognizing the silence from the Chansey would soon turn into a lot of questions. As we exited through the door I heard the Chansey’s voice, weak from shock “Did she just understand me?”


It was a quiet walk, probably because I couldn’t talk at all with the bowl in my mouth, and Lilac seemed to realize I wanted to spend as little time in the town as possible and soon we were far away from it heading west. Lilac didn’t seem to be traveling at a pace that was comfortable for her, though I could tell that she was only doing it to keep me happy…

“We better stop here,” Lilac said all of a sudden, it was only then I noticed that the sun was close to setting, of course I place my bowl down as an indication I agreed “We’ll have dinner and then spend the night here, I’m sure you have no objections to that.”

She swung her backpack off her shoulders and placed it on the ground a short distance from me and pulled out a container from within it. Upon its opening I could smell that the food within it would be quite nice.

“Now you have a little problem, don’t you,” Lilac giggled, as she put the container in front of me, before continuing her annoying little joke without any sign of fear, “will you let me have the first share to prove it’s safe to eat, thus admitting that I am at the top of the hierarchy, or will you take the risk and eat first. It’s not that difficult a decision.”

Enough was enough, how would I ever gain the control I needed over humanity through the long-term manipulation of her if I ended up nothing more than a mere slave to her. She belongs to me, not the other way around and that was something she had to learn.
I charged at her, ripping the container of food from her hands and head butting her to the ground, then I dropped on her. It end with my legs going across her body, holding her still, then it was safe for me to let go of the container.

“You do have a point,” I admitted, barely able to hold back the laughter of how she actually tried to trick me, “but if I fall asleep while on top of you then you’ll be stuck there till I wake up, at which stage I wouldn’t be too happy with you. Now what could you possible gain from this situation by lying?”

Still that would only sort out future problems, getting back at her for what she had already done would also be required…

“Look, the foods safe,” Lilac’s trembling was restricted by my weight on her, I had certainly scared her and she was having a little trouble breathing, “I was just joking, you must understand that as you seem to joke around quite a lot when playing with me. I hate being afraid of you, it isn’t a way to live and it’ll eventually throw us both into depression. I can tell it hurts you to see me scared, though your instincts just numb the pain.”

She had a point, if she was always afraid she’d be of little use to me, we needed either some way to make her loyal to me out of something other than fear or someone else to join up with us to calm her down.

There was the sound of something falling over on to the ground behind me, I turned my head to see a large black dog laying unconscious next to the bowl that I took from the Pokemon Centre. It was reasonably clear what had happened, though I would have to make it suffer for eating some of my food, it was just what I needed…

“Lilac, do you think you could throw a Poke Ball at that Pokemon over there,” I said as I slowly lifted myself off her so she could move, “I think you’d be more comfortable with someone else around, and it’s already weak enough to capture.”

“Um… look, it is unfair to catch a Pokemon using drugged food, and Mightyena only obey experienced trainers,” Lilac said, almost as confused as she was scared, I could understand why she saw it odd for a Pokemon to want another one trapped within a Poke Ball, “anyway if I had Poke Balls I would of caught one of those Zigzagoon when I had the chance and… um… I was making such a good impression on Nurse Joy that I couldn’t risk ruining it by asking to buy Poke Balls from her, and with you around I could walk off to buy them from a store.”

Okay time for plan B; get revenge on Lilac for humiliating me.

“Okay, well we can’t leave it like that,” I said, hoping Lilac would agree with what I was saying, “I suggest we let it sleep with us tonight and deal with it in the morning if it hasn’t already woken up and left. Do you see any reason why we shouldn’t?”

Lilac merely nodded at the idea, though she made sure to keep me between her and the Mightyena. I could tell she held no fear of it as her eyes were focused on me; she was merely doing it to try to make me feel superior, though it was neither helped or was necessary.

I said nothing more, she’d probably freak out if I told her what I intended. First I’d have to have one paw on its throat all night so if it started to wake up I could add a little pressure to reduce its oxygen supply temporarily so it’d fall unconscious again. Then in the morning I’d let it wake and leave Lilac to deal with it for a while, since it’d have suffered partial suffocation several times during the night it’d pose little danger but still scare her quite a bit. Tomorrow was going to be fun, but I still hadn’t had dinner so it wasn’t quite time to sleep.

Flatulus March 29th, 2005 1:07 AM

I don't even know why I'm still posting this here, I actually get reviews on all other sites I put this on so why should I put up with nothing here?

Yes, it's the lack of motivation from people who read my fic that is causing me to take almost a month to do a chapter instead of the origional intended one week... I blame my readers here for not motivating me and myself for lacking the spelling and grammar skills to make this fic readable.

I will continue to post new chapters here for those who are unable to find it on other sites.

Chapter 6: The omega dog, no threat at all?
(From the perspective of the Ninetales, Kitsune)
The light of dawn crept over to me; I could feel the coldness of the night fade away as my mind was clear. I had spent the night in a meditative state so as to still be aware enough to sense any movement the Mightyena would make, though it was unnecessary, as he didn’t even stir once. I had assumed that he would have been nocturnal, it was an easy assumption to make, but he would not have slept so soundly unless he had been awake all of the previous day, if not longer.

It should still be easy to work this situation to my advantage; in fact the only problem is that he’d be awake enough to do Lilac some serous harm if I don’t intervene, but as long as he isn’t any stronger than the pervious one I fought I wouldn’t even get a scratch. It might even give Lilac a bigger fright than if I did him permanent trouble by depriving him of air.

I stretched and took a few steps away from the Mightyena, his disgusting scent had rubbed off on me over night but it was nothing that couldn’t be quickly burned out. With my head close to my fur, I opened my mouth to let out cleansing fire. I yelped in surprise at the puff of steam that I got instead of fire, which was far more embarrassing than the lack of flames.

How could I have been stupid enough not to realize I wouldn’t even be able to breath fire to clean myself? The weakened flame I used to have was enough to clean my fur if given enough time, but now I didn’t even have that. How can I put up with my fur gathering the scents of others that would in time over power my own natural scent?

It’s hard to believe most lesser creatures put up with such things, but for one as superior as myself having to is just unthinkable…

“It’s odd that you’re still breathing steam,” Lilac called out, startling me once again. Two nights with her and she’s woken up first both times, though nether really counted because of illness the first night and meditation the second, it was still discomforting, “I guess your inner flame is hard to put out, though it is still unlikely that you’ll be able to breath fire for a long time… Well breakfast is ready, if you’re still hungry after the amount you ate last night.”

“Wait… you mean that not only will I get a meal every day, but you’ll provide more than one?!” the third shocking thing today, meaning I’d appreciate my revenge on Lilac a little bit more, “I’m not hungry, you really should have told me last night that there’d be more in the morning. Of course the Mightyena is probably starving after being knocked out last night, since you seem to know more about the Pokemon in Hoenn you better be the one to deal with it.”

“Um… I don’t think that’d be such a good idea,” Lilac said, as she inched away, “I’ve heard all about Mightyenas, they are highly valued, mainly in criminal groups, not for their power but for the difficulty involved in having any control over them… those that can’t handle them get mauled. Supposedly they are given to new members of Team Magma and Aqua to test or build up their skill, which is cruel for both the Pokemon and human… If you look at this properly, I can’t even control you and Ninetales are meant to be very loyal, so what are the chances of me handling a wild Mightyena?”

There was a growl, and I glanced towards to Mightyena to see that it was already on his feet; now that his eyes were open I could see that they were a fiery orange with black slits; such eyes were those that I had always been jealous of, they almost made the creature look dangerous…

“You will die for what you have done,” He growled as he slowly stepped forward, though his lack of confidence showed as his tail hung between his legs and his steps were cautious, “You murdered a litter of innocent cubs and left their mother to bleed to death… I shall be the one to avenge their deaths, when the sun sets I shall kill you in your sleep.”

“Um… it’s just after sun rise, you slept through the night and Kitsune never touched any cubs; the Mightyena was injured while Kitsune saved a Zigzagoon,” Lilac said, sounding more like she was trying to reassure herself of what she believed than to convince the Mightyena, moving quickly so as to have me between her and the Mightyena, “you know it’s odd to see a Mightyena without a pack. Also they’re usually nocturnal but this one’s most certainly diurnal since it’s comfortable with the day light… it doesn’t make much sense with the little information I currently have, though there is certainly a logical explanation.”

“I think I understand why this one is like that then,” I growled, threatening him not with physical strength but with knowing more about him than he was comfortable with, “he probably is just the lowest member in the hierarchy of his pack, resorting to getting food during the day because there isn’t enough left when it gets to his turn to eat… since this was probably the only good nights sleep he’s had for years it’s hard to understand why he’d put up with being in a pack at all, none of my kind would put up with being anything less than absolute top of the hierarchy in a pack.”

“Hey, why are you talking about me in the second person,” he growled, as he almost took a step back before a wave of anger at me refreshed his confidence. “Humans can never say anything that one can understand, it is not even worth bothering to try to learn their language because it’s only an illusion of one… um… your kind must have trouble forming packs if no one is at the bottom of the hierarchy.”

“The lowest member of a pack is sometimes called the omega dog,” Lilac said, desperate to be useful as she trembled in fear of the dark type Pokemon, a fear common in humans that had little basis at all, “also the lack of understanding helps explain their hostility when their captured, their stubbornness to adapt their beliefs must also be a factor… a social pack creature would have trouble adapting when they are commanded in a language that they have trouble understanding and the comfort of being in a pack would remain in their minds so they’d long for it again.”

“At least I do know your weakness,” he continued, his tail having trouble wagging while it was hung so low, “all your kind are protective of their tails, and there is also the rumour about a curse that affects all who touch one of the tails…” the pause in what he was saying would have been filled with a bit of laughter if it were from a creature that ever did such a thing, “…that doesn’t fool me, I bet if I rip off one of your tails you’ll become helpless.”

A sudden urge rushed over me to just yell out that my tails weren’t a weak spot, I knew it was the truth, my kind were just protective of their tails because, because, there was no reason that I could see, it was just another instinct that had always gotten in the way. Even if Lilac knew why, it’d be too embarrassing to ask her…

“Your speechless meaning I was right,” he growled as he lunged for one of my tails.
I could have easily knocked him to the ground and killed him there, but I hesitated and ended up just pulling my tail out of his way. I couldn’t go for a quick win when the poor thing had no chance of winning at all when I intended to peacefully sort out the human problem in the future… I needed practice at doing such things, a peacefully solution to a simple thing like this would be a sign that things would certainly work out in the end.

“Pack your stuff,” I called out to Lilac, my dodging of the Mightyena’s attempts to bite my tails probably looked like a playful dance to her; it was hard to keep the fact that she was only a stupid human fresh in my mind when she always said things I didn’t know, “we’re heading off to the next town, this guy here will eventually get tired and go home… if not I’m sure there will be some pathetic trainer who’ll want him to prove they have great skill, though by then he’ll hardly put up a fight.”


It was almost fun teasing the creature with my tails as we ran around Lilac; he seemed to be going for a long drawn out chase, as he was afraid of what would happen if he did catch me without hitting a weak spot. Lilac made sure we still progressed towards the next town at a reasonable pace for a human…

“I think I need a bit of a rest,” she wheezed, looking weak from the distance we had traveled, “we’ll stop for lunch and a bit of a rest, I just hope you can handle that Mightyena for that long… if you get into trouble I won’t be able to help you.”

I looked towards a nearby tree, a perfect place to set him down for a while. I ran towards it and he followed, snapping at my tails. I ran past the tree, waving one of tails against it, before quickly pulling it away. When I heard thump as the Mightyena ran straight into the tree, more out of being too focused on my tail to notice the tree than stupidity, I twisted round and whacked my paw down on his throat.

“Look, why can’t we sort this out peacefully,” I growled, adding a little pressure to make him uncomfortable but not so much that he’d blackout, “I could of easily killed you at any time but instead I tried to wait for you to get bored. Look, even if you continue to try to kill me you’ll just fail time after time as you lack the strength to beat me in a fair fight and you lack the intelligence to trick me. I don’t want this to come to a fight; I have no desire to harm you.”

“I’m sorry about this, I should have guessed that the howl was a bit of an exaggeration,” the Mightyena whimpered, “some of my kind just get a bit paranoid when they have pups and end up forcing everyone away, so she was probably a bit confused when she howled out the message about you. But that’s not the problem, no one really cared about her since she had no pack and the pups were fathered be a Seviper. I still have to kill you, as I can’t return back to my pack unless I do. If I tell them you didn’t do anything I’d be considered a coward, backing out of something I said I’d do.”

“Let me get this straight, you got tired of being the omega dog so you spurted out that you’d hunt me down,” I said, easily guessing about what had happened to him, “just so you could be moved up the hierarchy… of course you should know that the only chance you have of killing me is to outsmart me; being intelligent is clearly not something your good at because you also missed the fact that even if you kill me you’ll be back down to being the omega dog in a few days because your such a wimp…” suddenly the shock of something else he said hit me, “you mean your species breeds with other species? That can’t work, can it?”

I turned questioningly towards Lilac, letting go of the Mightyena.

“Yes, it does happen but I don’t know any more than that,” she sighed, “I have gotten to see the evolved forms of Eevee breed, nothing more thus I know very little about that sort of thing… I do know that some of the more successful breeders rely on it happening to breed Pokemon with certain abilities they don’t normally have. I would guess that the young Poochyena in that litter would grow venom sacs or something.”


Suddenly there was the sound of hoofs on the ground and something dashed past us, stopping in the path to the next city, thus disrupting any chance of me quickly finishing off with a ‘peaceful’ solution with the Mightyena. The true peaceful solution had proven to be impossible, but that didn’t mean it was an omen of things to come.

There stood a fiery horse, a Rapidash, only a short distance away standing side on, showing off as much of its magnificent flames as it could. It was a creature that might understand how I was suffering from being unable to burn my fur clean, a creature who might even… no, I could not ignore the lifeless look in its eyes or the black robed figure on it’s back, the wind blew the scent of the rider to me, it was the same one I saw in the Pokemon centre yesterday.

“Sometimes I have to wonder why I bother spying on my targets before dealing with them,” a human voice called out from under the black hood of the robe, as feminine as it was it still held far too bile and malice for the speaker to have anything nice planned for anyone for the rest of her life, “I could have easily slit your throat as you slept last night, but I mistook you for the type who would have some tricks to prevent that, but then I ended up sleeping in thus missing the chance to observe you more closely.”

She sighed, her Rapidash seemed a little restless under her as if it was not used to her talking so much, or maybe for some other reason, “I almost feel sorry that I have to kill you, but you know how it is. You know something that I don’t want someone else to find out about, and even though I am curious as to how you found out when you were even too stupid to make sure I didn’t find out you knew, I can not take the risk of letting you live. At least it’ll be a rapid death since you won’t be able to put up a decent fight.”

I glanced at the Mightyena, I could see that a plan had risen in his mind, the way he tried to hide the fact that he was watching Lilac carefully made it clear what he intended. I had underestimated is intelligence; however he still posed no real threat.

It was clear what he was planning as it would be similar to what I’d do in this sort of situation: In a fight I’d have to move away from Lilac, and he’d have a chance to take her hostage, luckily that’d mean he’d also have to protect her if anything got past me meaning I could fight without worrying about her.

And after the fight, if he’s even got enough strength left to hold a hostage, I could always use my special technique that he will have to way to resist…

As cunning as his plan was, it would help me more than harm me and he’d be the last to know. He was truly a natural omega dog, the last at everything important in life.

Flatulus April 3rd, 2005 1:35 AM

Yay, this is the best battle scene I’ve ever written… too bad it’ll never compare to anyone else’s…

Chapter 7:A Terrible Pokemon Trainer
(From the perspective of the human, Lilac)
I don’t like the way that Mightyena is looking at me; I know he’s planning something involving me that I won’t like, but he’d wait till after we beat this mystery lady before trying anything, of course then Kitsune would be free to deal with what ever plan he’s… who am I fooling? This lady is probably some sort of unbeatable assassin and I’m just some girl who let’s herself be pushed around by her Pokemon, the victory here will be completely Kitsune’s — Well maybe the Mightyena will deserve some credit too.

I know I should say something, try to get out of this without a fight but nothing came into my mind, there was just something out-of-place about the whole situation that made it seem scarier… I could see no motive for her trying to spark new conflict between Team Aqua and Magma, as seemed to be her goal from what she said back at the Pokemon centre, a gang war would just harm both teams and everyone else in Hoenn. Sure it might allow Team Rocket to start up operations here but it just didn’t feel like that was what she wanted, meaning the real reason must be buried deep in my subconscious.

The Lady, still sitting upon her Rapidash, grabbed her hooded robe, ripping it off and tossing it high into the air revealing herself: her shoulder length hair looked like it had been dyed with blood; her eyes were completely black, which would only be possible with specialized contact lenses; her body was slim but didn’t look too weak; and she was wearing what looked like some sort of black swimsuit with a black leather belt with two Poke Balls attached to it as well as various odd looking…

Kitsune pushed me to the ground next to the Mightyena, shocking him as much as me, and her all nine of her tails began to glow a bright white. Iron tail, a technique not easily learnt, making the fact Kitsune was using it that much more impressive.

I looked up into the air, catching a glimpse of the black robe being ripped to shreds as a shower of white needles poured from the sky, before Kitsune’s white tails blocked my view as they were sung round to make shield to protect us.

I heard the sound of the needles hitting the iron tail shield that was protecting all three of us, just before I heard the needles hitting the ground around us. As comforting as it was beneath Kitsune’s shield, I was worried… She was going out of her way to protect someone who wanted her dead, what made it worse was that I had a feeling that doing such a thing wasn’t what she was used to.

I risked a glance at the surrounding scenery: The grass had been shredded, as had most other plants in the area

“That must be a first, Iron Tail being used as a defensive technique,” the lady insulted the very use of method of defense that had just saved my life, “it’s insane to waste such a perfectly good offensive technique to protect your lives when it’d been a quick painless death if you didn’t and now you’ll end up dying a slow painful one… odd how you must of signaled her to do that, yet I didn’t pick up your command at all, truly such signals are never used by normal trainers.

There was a clunk as a smoking metal device hit the ground, without doubt it was what shredded the robe and shot those needles. I could see that it wouldn’t have been possible for a human to see that sort of sneak attack coming, everyone is too used to every else using Pokemon for combat and villains only throwing off an outfit to make themselves look impressive (And ultimately too vain to be a real threat).

A large piece of black fabric slowly drifted down; only as intact as it was because it was on the other side of the device when it went off.


She grabbed one of her Poke Balls and tossed at the ground between us.

“Go, Katar. Kill the girl at any cost. Make sure to give her Pokemon a slow painful death after you’ve killed her as you still need to harden your heart a bit,” she commanded as the Poke ball opened releasing a blurry red glow that faded as it took the form of an average looking absol, though I couldn’t remember whether absol were meant to have yellow eyes like this one did.

“Hey, I’m the one who’s meant to be going straight for killing the opposing trainer,” Kitsune whined, most likely upset that someone had copied a strategy that she considered her own, and as disconcerting as her admitting that she thinks that attacking trainers is the correct way of winning a battle would be in any other circumstances. Well it still scared me a bit anyway.

The absol charged towards me, Kitsune charged towards him, both focusing entirely on each other, watching for any little mistake that’d let them past the other or deliver a quick and deadly strike…

“Wow,” Katar, the absol, suddenly exclaimed stopping on the spot, giving Kitsune a chance to jump over him unopposed, swinging a glowing tail under her to whack him in face as she passed. It was a bit disappointing that Katar managed to dig his head blade and tail blade into the ground.

“I still don’t see why her presence feels as wonderful as an incoming city leveling earthquake,” Katar quickly got to his feet and resumed charging towards me, though the Mightyena leapt into a defensive position in front of me, “or why I feel a little bit queasy because of that, or even why that suddenly hit me like a crowbar… but I’ll never let such a thing get in the way of my orders.”

“You worthless Absol,” I heard the Lady scream out in anger, “don’t hesitate, don’t stop to make a few meaningless sounds, Don’t you dare fall in love with the enemy… hurry up and kill the girl and I might think of reducing your punishment to a painless death.”

My eyes drifted away from Katar to Kitsune. She leapt at the Lady, knocking her off the Rapidash, but slipping off her and having to quickly

“Flamethrower,” the lady called out. I wasn’t surprised that she didn’t… why wasn’t I surprised that she didn’t say the Rapidash’s name when she clearly said the Absol’s, what was my subconscious hiding from me?

Kitsune bathed in the fire, the way she moved made it look like she was trying to get it to hit all her fur equally.

Kitsune looked quite disappointed when the flames stopped coming, and she leapt into the air, flipping over in midair with her glowing tails flailing. The lady easily managed to roll out of the way, though the Rapidash was not so lucky. One of Kitsune’s tails hit its leg; I could hear the crack as the bone shattered under the force. The Rapidash didn’t even flinch and merely got back to its feet.

“Hey let go of my tail blade,” it snapped me back to watching what was happening much closer to me: the fight between the absol and the mightyena, which was a great contrast to the other fight in a few ways. The absol was certainly strong to be dragging the mightyena around; the mightyena’s claws were digging into the ground to attempt to stop Katar’s movement but without success.

“Try a Fire Wheel,” I barely noticed the lady’s voice.

Katar’s tail glowed as he swung it with the mightyena still attached, though the black dog’s grip on the tail was quickly lost and it tumbled across the ground before getting back on its feet.

Mean while I was left undefended and Katar charged at me, my fear was over powering but somehow my desire for survival managed to come through to protect me.

“I could arrange for you to have a date with Kitsune,” I cried out, realizing how stupid saying such a thing must have sounded and my voice quickly trailed off, “that is if it’s okay with your master…”

“This isn’t working… try using an attack that isn’t a fire technique.”

“A date?” Katar tilted his head on its side as he paused again; his ears and tail drooped a little out of confusion, “I’m a little confused about the terminology. I think I know what you mean but I don’t think I want my throat slit and my lifeless body used as a punching bag… also what do you mean by my master?”

”Katar, how can we win if you keep hesitating? Katar Return. Return,” I heard the lady’s voice call out and she once again failed to say the name of her Rapidash, though that didn’t stop both her Pokemon from dissolving into red energy that then was sucked into their Poke Balls. She grabbed a black ball from her belt and tossed it at the ground, “next time I won’t play nice!”

There was a flash of light and she was gone, though oddly a strong smell of vanilla was in the air.


I paused for a few moments trying to gather my thoughts after my first Pokemon battle; I’d never be any good if I couldn’t think in a combat situation and couldn’t even stay focused enough to see what was happening. I should have stayed in my home valley and become just another person pretending to be a Pokemon breeder, taking credit for all the Eevee own hard work…

The mightyena suddenly leapt at me. I gripped on to his paw and began to struggle as he tried to push it down onto my throat. Odd how he seemed to put only enough weight on it to make me struggle and how easily I managed to roll out from under him.

Of course when I felt his paw on my back I understood why: He didn’t want to harm me or even scare me, only to hold me prisoner.

“I have your human and I know you’ll do anything to protect her,” the mightyena growled and I could easily imagine that its tail must have been wagging, “is she worth enough to you that you’d let me kill her if it meant I’d let her go unharmed?”

I heard myself giggle; it felt like my mind was no longer in control… Kitsune cared about me more than anyone else ever had, but she only cared because she needed me for something and it couldn’t be too hard for her to find a replacement. Still it was comforting to know there were trainers worse than me out there.

Other Lip April 7th, 2005 11:19 AM

*Waves uncontroablly* Hey Flatulus it is me Flaming Lip. I beta-ed the first chapter (I doubt I did a good job but I guess your other beta took care of the rest...).

Anyways I will say that this is a good fic (already said that at SPPF). I hope that you get more reviewers soon. Ta ta

Flaming- er... Other Lip

~Amethyst_Callista_Moon~ April 7th, 2005 8:42 PM

Just like from SPP...

Your RPGs in SPP had the most written quality plot. Because of that, it gave you the seal...

Yes, this story has the beautifully written description, and I would be thrilled to see the next chapter. Good Luck!

Flatulus April 7th, 2005 8:45 PM

OMG, someone replied... wait a moment, it's only one of those who Beta this fic.
The question is why are so few people reviewing and so many reading?

Flatulus April 10th, 2005 12:31 AM

~*Angel Vaporeon*~: Sorry for not seeing your post eariler, please forgive me. Now if only I knew who you were on Serebii it might help me remember you... oh, well I guess it's just a good thing that you haven't found this fan fic on serebii.

Chapter 8:Possibly not romance…
(From the perspective of the Mightyena, ?????)
Everything is going according to plan. It was easy to outsmart that ninetales and soon I’ll be able to return to my pack. The human was giggling a bit, for what reason I cannot be sure, as my kind never laugh. It is hard to figure out any meaning of what she does at all, but maybe it’s wrong to take away her only friend… no, I have to keep my mind on my task.

“So now you must decide which is more important,” I growled, as I put more of my weight on the paw holding the female human to the ground causing her to go quiet, “your life or your human’s. Submit yourself to death by me and I’ll let her go unharmed as I have no quarrel with her.”

“Why don’t we settle this peacefully?” her voice was much softer than it was earlier, merely sitting on the spot, all nine of her tails wagging furiously, “just lift your paw off her and everything will be fine.”

Something about her seemed different; she seemed quite… likable, for a lack of a better word. The whole world seemed to fade away, there was nothing but her, and I could just sit stare at her all day…

…No, I could let myself be manipulated with whatever trick she was using, I was not weak enough to fall for such temptation, no mightyena is that weak. I managed to push my paw back down on the human before she got free. I could feel the force of whatever it was she was using trying to tear away my strength of will but I was strong enough to resist.

“Incredible, you have a very strong will to resist my attract technique,” her tails only pausing for a moment; she must have already thought of another way to deal with me. No, it’s not possible that she could think that fast, it must be some sort of bluff, “even if I was holding back it’s full power as it wouldn’t be worth it, because acting like I’m really interested in you in anyway is something I couldn’t live with. Still the enhanced pheromones should have been much harder to resist. Too bad, even with such a strong mind, you’ll eventually fall in love with me anyway as your loyalty to your pack slowly fades…”

“Hey! There is no way I could ever love you,” I barked, maybe killing the human would teach the insolent ninetales not to insult me. But then what would stop her getting away? “even with your… um… silky fur? Wondrous tails? Appealing scent? Beautiful eyes? Really I’m having trouble see what could possibly make me love you. You’re nothing compared to most female mightyenas. Oh.”

By then it was to late, she had a short run up before her leap and knocked me off the human, and at the same time pinned me to the ground. Her attracting technique may not have been able to break my will, but she had gotten me distracted too easily by drawing my attention to her every detail. I was just lucky none of my pack were here to see how I was an embarrassment, not only to my pack, but also to my whole species.

I tried my best to struggle free, but it was hopeless and I could feel her hot breath on my fur. The smell of steam was in the air but it seemed to be fading, being replaced by a faint smell of fire.

The human made some vocal sounds, she sounded both glad and annoyed at or about the ninetales. I could hear the rustling as she pulled herself across the ground. Yes, the ninetales certainly must have landed over her stopping her from getting up easily, thus she must be saying that the ninetales should try to avoid getting so close to landing on her next time.

The hot breath was now on my shoulder. Suddenly there was a sharp pain as teeth tore into my flesh and pulled at my shoulder, probably trying to rip my front entire leg off. I had to escape, but struggling was getting me nowhere.

The human’s made some more meaningless sounds, the sounds were loud and seemed displeased with the ninetale’s actions.

“Look, Lilac, he accused me of being less attractive than the worthless mutts of his kind!” the ninetales growled at the human, letting go of my shoulder, “the only way I can’t make his life any worse is to rip a leg off. He’s already got an impossible task that he’s convinced he must do, and if he does succeed he’ll end up returning to a pack that bullies him so much that he’s probably already forgotten his name because he’s always called by insults. I could rip all his legs off if you want me to be merciful as he’d die quicker that way without his pack annoying him, except the possiblility of eating the remains.”

“Of course I remember my name, it’s…” I started, but couldn’t manage to finish. How could I have forgeten my own name? Could she be right about me never being anything more than the lowest member of my pack? “Okay, so I don’t remember it, maybe returning to my pack isn’t such a good idea, but there’s no where else for me to go. If I try to join another pack it’d just be the same…”

The human… spoke; it is possible that humans actually had a language so it is a correct word to use. It sounded like I had gotten her sympathy but it wasn’t like it’d change anything. A temporary distraction was probably the best that could be arranged.

“Well I guess we can let him live…” the ninetales sighed; her tails drooped a tiny bit. How could she just submit so easily when she was clearly dominant over the human? “I guess we’ll have to name him since he’ll hang around till we can get rid of him, which we’ll do as soon as possible. I’m sure we’ll run into some trainer who’ll want him soon enough.”

More speech from the human, but a sudden jolt of pain as I rolled to my feet stopped me from picking up the emotion behind it. Luckily the pain quickly faded, but it still left me with a limp.

“What do you mean being last is sometimes a good thing?” the nineta… no, I had to start thinking of her as Kitsune if I wanted to be able to gain her trust enough to get a chance to kill her, “well I guess Omega can come with us if you do make sure I get what you promised me, I want to watch him go through a thorough medical examination and you make sure to arrange that method to make sure he isn’t a threat while we sleep.”

The human approached me, reaching one of her odd front paws towards my head… It was hard not to bite it, but I had to resist the urge, as I needed to make a good impression. She rubbed my head as she spoke, sounding happy, questioning and… surprised?

She turned and started heading off, gesturing with one of her front paws. I couldn’t quite place the meaning but I limped after her anyway.

“I hope we don’t get into another fight, it’ll take days for me to be able to walk properly again, but thanks for accepting me.”


The human, Lilac I think her name was, started to move further ahead of us, I could smell that she was a little uncomfortable. I could smell little fear coming from her, in fact she seemed quite comfortable with me and Kitsune behind her even though it’d be easy for us to attack and kill her. She trusted me like I was now a member of her pack though she seemed to act nicer as well.

A small grove of trees caught my eyes, mainly because they also caught Lilac’s eyes as well while she approached them. Was it possible that she was sensing something about that grove with a sense I didn’t possess? She glanced into them as she pasted, and she fell backwards as she screamed in shock.

The Kitsune ran quickly to aid her, such caring that I even had little of when with my pack, turning to what ever had startled her.

“Well, looks like that evil lady was serious… I wonder if it’s dead.”

The human made more sounds as she rushed towards whatever had frightened her, the meaning of her words was mysterious to… no, it sounded like she was trying to entice the Kitsune to be merciful or helpful. I was getting used to picking up what she meant but letting the Kitsune know might be giving away an advantage. The human would make a better prize from killing the Kitsune than returning to my pack, if I could understand her enough to dominate over her.

I caught up and looked. I couldn’t stop myself from speaking even though I knew it was the wrong thing to do. “This sort of thing never happens in a pack, everyone in a pack is too valuable for this to happen. Good thing it’s dead and isn’t suffering… it is dead, right?”

~Amethyst_Callista_Moon~ April 14th, 2005 4:13 PM

~*Aurora Wish*~ from SPP...

Flatulus April 15th, 2005 1:56 PM

Yes, I do remember you. Too bad you stopped joining my RPGs, you were reasonably good.

Flatulus May 12th, 2005 1:25 AM

Sorry for being so delayed on this chapter, at least now it's up... I've made sure toexplain more about the way Katar feels about Kitsune, but I'm sure it's still vague enough to mislead people.

Chapter 9:Would have been better off dead?
(From the perspective of Katar, the Absol)
“Katar, come out now…”

The voice of my master beckoned, though her voice sounded angrier than normal, this was not surprising since it was the first time we had run from battle. Her voice seemed to echo in my mind. Soon I would have to face that anger as I could only hear her voice because I was already beginning to emerge from my ball.

In a Poke Ball there was no way to tell how much time passes, normal senses do not exist within a Poke Ball as nothing of me really exists when inside it. It always seemed that there was always just enough time to think, no more, no less. When there was nothing to think about days could pass seemingly instantly, though in those circumstances the sudden hunger after being let out was always hit hard. When there was plenty to think about, time was endless. It was a great thing when trying to gather one’s thoughts just to go into a Poke Ball for a second or two.

If only I could have another moment to cleanse my mind of the fear caused by her anger things would be much easier, but it was too late for that and my body was already reforming out of reddish energy.

“Why did you fail me?” she hissed, though hissing like she did wasn’t natural for a human or all of them would do it, “you got distracted, letting your guard down just because of an attractive ninetales. Really it’s unlike you, unlike a Pokemon that I’d want to have with me. You were the only way to take down that girl. You saw the sort of skill she possessed to control her Pokemon in a way that could not be detected; no one can be that good, especially not one so young. I will not allow myself to be replaced, and I will prove that I am greater than her, but it will not be with you.”

“…” I tried to speak, but she had somehow gotten her hands round my throat and began to crush it. Perhaps I could have avoided it, though her training had proven resisting her in any way just made things worse. I instinctively tried to look for help in the only other one around: the rapidash. It was pointless, in all the time I’ve been around that rapidash has never said a word and has never been referred to by any name. That rapidash hadn’t even flinched when the ninetales broke its leg. He had been completely broken in by the training.

Yes, the ninetales had distracted me. But who wouldn’t be distracted once sensing the path of destruction that lay in her wake, and that she would bring in times to come? Absol are sensitive to such things, though it rarely shows up in living things, only in things like earthquakes. She was something to watch carefully from a safe distance, nothing more.

My master lifted me with one hand and slammed me against a tree. With her other hand she pulled out some device that appeared to be two pieces connected by a single piece of wire, and she tossed it at the tree. Though I could not see what it did, it was easy to guess as wire quickly bound me to the tree, and she caught the ends and one loop of it.

Grabbing one of my unresisting front paws she twisted it round. Even if I could howl out in the pain it caused, I was trained to resist pain. I could feel myself getting weaker, but she was still doing quite a poor job of strangling me. Of course that was probably on purpose, she would never really risk losing me, would she?

Upon my neck she forced my twisted paw, forcing my claws to extend out into my neck. It was then that she let go of the loop of wire, and pulled on the ends. I couldn’t breathe. The wire had tied my paw to my throat tight enough to block off my breathing completely.

“Now it ends, goodbye Katar,” my master spoke bearing her teeth, as she dropped a Poke Ball to the ground, my Poke Ball,. I heard the crunch as she stamped on it, shattering it. She turned to the rapidash, “Say goodbye to Katar.”

The rapidash walked up to me; the broken leg seemed to have no effect on the way he walked. Perhaps he’d finally talk, tell me that this was all a joke. He suddenly turned away, carefully getting good footing with the one of his front legs that wasn’t broken. I could feel the warmth of my blood drip down my neck. He lifted both his back legs off the ground and kicked, the hooves coming right for my head…


Pain. It filled my head. I felt too weak to open my eyes to see where I was, but the comforting feeling of the claw marks on my throat healing through means of a potion probably meant I was at a Pokemon Centre. The prior events were still in my mind, it was clear that I had been abandoned. I had no master, I was lost without a purpose, but I could not rest, two female human voices in the room made me want to stay awake to listen; perhaps they would reveal things weren’t as bad as it seemed…

“…looks like the Nurse Joy from Oldale was right to be suspicious of Lilac. Most would have assumed she just had a rich family that had foolishly given her a powerful Pokemon to start her off on her journey. Of course the way she has a mightyena tamed in less than a day, when even experienced trainers can’t managed it in years, proves she is a lot more than she seems.”

…They must be talking about the girl…

“Still, Jenny, I disagree with the wild conclusions some of your subordinate police officers are jumping to. I don’t mean it’s not possible that she’s a Pokemon pretending to be human with some sort of psychic illusion or just transforming like a ditto. What I mean is the actions they want to take to test it are cruel and against the law. Anyway if she was a Pokemon in disguise, then the bite wound on her hand would’ve healed by now.”

The girl was human, I would’ve known if that wasn’t the case, though I understand how paranoid humans should be of Pokemon taking over from them, it’s the sort of thing that keeps them on top.

“Nurse Joy, I do not approve of any of the drastic actions that they have suggested, nor do I care if she’s human or not—actually I do if she happens to have fake I.D. saying she’s human when she’s not—, what I am concerned about is her being corrupted by Team Magma or Aqua. Luckily I’ve already contacted someone to help her not do anything crazy just because she’s so much better at Pokemon training than other people. He should meet her before she gets to Rustburo. ”

Suddenly there was the sound of trolleys full of medical equipment being pushed over. I forced open my eyes to look upon the scene…

“I’ve got to see you do that part of the check up procedure on a conscious Pokemon,” it was the white ninetales speaking, and she was out the corridor on the other side of the two humans. She had pinned a chansey to the ground and her tails were wagging furiously, “the chansey in Oldale said that small Pokemon have the option go going through it with no antistatic, and that is something I just have to see.”

“I don’t care what the chansey in Oldale said,” The chansey said firmly, even though she was clearly at the disadvantage, “doing such a thing is never done here, and most certainly not because some sadistic ninetales wants to see it done.”

…Weird, but it probably would make more sense if I knew what procedure they were talking about…

“Sorry about that!” the girl, Lilac, called out as she came rushing down the corridor, “I really shouldn’t have let her watch Omega get a full examination, still she was curious about it and I didn’t think it could do any harm. Um… Okay, I suppose technically I should have made sure it was okay with you first, but when I asked you took it as a joke.”

“Glad you’re here, we were just about to go looking for you,” One of the female humans, assumedly Officer Jenny, said, “everything you told me about this mystery lady and her attack against you checks out, and it certainly helps us with quite a number of cases. It’s amazing how many crimes she has committed in the past, but the info you gave us will help with her capture… also Nurse Joy needs to speak to you about her absol you brought in.”

“Yes, I do need to speak with you about him,” Nurse Joy spoke, beaming at Jenny as clearly things were moving too fast for her liking, “you seem to be a skilled trainer and I’m sure you’ll be able to help him adjust from his previous master. The only other option is to put him through extensive testing to see if he is suitable for release or a less experienced trainer, both of which are unlikely. If he can’t get a home I’ll have to put him down…”

“I…” Lilac unconfidently started, though the ninetales interrupted.

“Come on,” she barked, leaping off the chansey, “this is just too perfect: we need to know more about that Lady in order to prepare ourselves for when she attacks again, since I doubt those humans interested in her will be able to catch her. Just please let us take him, I’m getting bored with only the company of those who I can’t take out my aggression on. Well I could take it out on Omega, but that’d make him think he’s worth my time.”

Great, death or being tortured for information I don’t have. What’s worse is I don’t get to make the decision…

Flatulus July 2nd, 2005 12:53 AM

Chapter 10:The nature of Lilac’s past.
From the perspective of Kitsune, the Ninetales
“No…” it came as a surprise to me, not even a human could possibly fail to see Katar’s importance. Knowledge of an enemy provides a great advantage, and it would be vital if we were to avoid any traps that we could face in the future.

“Wait, Lilac!” I barked; I could feel my tails had gone limp and it felt like the worst of it was yet to come, “we need him for us to give us a good advantage, I promise he won’t suffer too much. In fact if it has to be, I’ll get him to talk without causing any harm at all by making him fall in love with me. After we’ve finished with him I’m sure we’ll find a nice trainer to give him to and everything… Anyway Omega feels a bit lonely since he can’t understand you and I hate him, though I won’t hurt him because you wouldn’t like that. He could really do with someone to talk with.”

“I can’t take him with me, Kitsune,” she looked as though she was about to cry, “I can’t even handle controlling you or Omega, certainly not both of you at the same time. I freeze up in battle becoming hopeless to provide any assistance, and we could have been killed out there against that fiend. At least without me, you wouldn’t have to worry about her coming after you. I don’t want anyone to die because of me.”

I stood there shocked, barely noticing her run out the door, picking up her bag as she went. She had left, and I hadn’t even seen it coming. All the power a ninetales is meant to have, and all the power I had already learned to control, failed to give me enough of a door into her mind to spot her suffering like this.

At least Nurse Joy and Officer Jenny were as speechless as me. Tracking Lilac would be easy. Nose to the ground I headed after her. I stopped. A ninetales walking by itself nose to the ground would be an embarrassing situation to be caught in, we are meant to be better than that. My species were meant to wait for prey, not track it down. Omega would have to do the tracking then.

I turned and dashed through the Pokemon Centre, quickly finding Omega lying still sedated on a bed. Waking him could have been much fun, but being quick was more important. Fun and quick was still possible. I bit into his tail, quickly jerking away, thus pulling him right off the bed. The bite awoke him but he was still too dozy to make much of a yelp or brace himself for hitting the ground.

“What was that for?” He yawned as he got up onto unsteady feet, the affects of the sedative hadn’t worn off yet. “I was having the most bizarre dream. It was snowing and Lilac, that absol, and I were snuggling together to sleep out in the middle of it. You were no where in sight, and your scent was no longer even on Lilac’s clothing… I know it sounds boring but it was about to get good.”

There was no time to consider the meaning of dreams, especially of a creature that would never have premonitions of any sort, “Lilac has run off because… well that evil lady upset her, and I doubt seeing that absol again helped. You better start tracking her scent or I’ll run off without you too.”

He started off slow, warbling towards the door, slowly shaking the remaining effects of artificial sleep. He was still too out of it to question my orders. It’d be hard to look dignified while following him, but I had to try. I stretched my tails out, and held my head high in the air, and took up a very strutting walk style. We soon headed straight out the door unobstructed.

“Let them go and don’t send any police to make sure Lilac is okay,” I heard Nurse Joy say as we left the Pokemon Centre, presumably to Officer Jenny, “this is a matter best left with her Pokemon, it’ll help develop better bonds of friendship between them.”

Omega dashed sleepily though the streets with me close behind, though his progress was much slower than I would have liked. The trail led us right out of town, and into the sparse area of trees that covered the local landscape.

“So, how are we going to cheer Lilac up?” Omega finally asked, it was a question that felt too important to be asked by one whose nose was in the dirt but a grubby dog like him couldn’t have known any better, “when any of my siblings were upset they usually just took it out on me, but Lilac seems too weak to do such a thing. For one thing she isn’t dominant over anyone, so she’s more likely to be picked on. You wouldn’t drag us after her if there wasn’t an easy way to fix the problem.”

“First off let me do all the talking,” the answer wasn’t an easy one to come up with, and it was just something I was hoping I wouldn’t be asked. Such questions are always the more important ones, “when we find her you just sit back and try to look guilty about her feeling upset. That should bring some comfort to her, though I’m sure I’ll be able to talk to her about what happened to help her out. Afterwards I’m sure she’ll be in a playful mood for a bit, giving us both a chance to make a better impression on her than we have in the past.”

“For a moment I thought you would suggest one of those barbaric human sports like gym battles,” Omega was showing more knowledge on human culture than expected of him, “I have heard rumours about them and how humans crave for the small objects that are given for completing them. It’s said that it involves putting a human’s Pokemon against several unnaturally strong ones… usually with devastating results.”

We continued in silence, Omega picking up that I didn’t want to hear more almost telepathically. The pattern of my walk probably went out a bit, and his hearing could have picked this up. There was no way anything else could have tipped him off.


There Lilac was, sobbing under a tree. Pink petals fell from it, drifting harmlessly around her. Oddly enough, the flowers were only in bloom right above her, none of the rest of the tree was. In fact none of the other trees were in bloom either. This probably was no coincidence. Flower petals seemed to have some attraction for some humans and this probably lured her to the tree. How a tree would end up like this was beyond my knowledge but it had to be natural.

It had taken most of the day to find her, but we were probably still heading in the right direction to reach the next town. Lilac was at least smart enough not to lead us off course when running off, right?

Omega lay down silently a short distance from her, faking silent tears quite well for a first time, though he completely failed to stop his tail vigorously wagging. I carefully walked closer too, the petals felt nice under my feet.

“Lilac, please don’t be sad…” it wasn’t hard to sound sincere, it actually felt like I wasn’t faking, but that would be impossible, “it makes us sad too. We can help if you let us, and there is no way that evil human female will be able to harm us if we’re together. Please tell Omega and I what is wrong.”

“It is always said that espeon would do anything to protect their master, and their very psychic powers are developed to meet that purpose,” Lilac’s voice sounded sad and quite empty, “what if the danger was not physical, but mental instead? If they desired to protect then they’d just take away all the pain, all the fear, and all the emotions that were undesirable. Logically no harm could possibly come from such tampering, it’s not like they would ever stop tampering to keep their masters stable. It’s not like anyone would be willing to leave such protection behind…”

“In a way I always knew they did do it, but part of the effect was stopping me, or any of my family from worrying about it,” tears began to drip down her face, “I remember when I was quite young, I was right there in the same room as my parents as they were brutally murdered. I know I was too young to do anything to stop it but that was no excuse for what happened next… It was as if no one even noticed they were dead, not even my older brother. Everyone continued with life as normal, we were all prevented from doing anything else. The murder was never even reported to the police and as far as the world is concerned both of them are still alive. It was almost a perfect utopian state of mind we were in.”

“…But even the espeon, developing their powers for that specific purpose, had limitations,” I stood in a shocked silence, though I managed to catch a glance at Omega. He was being quite quiet considering he shouldn’t have been able to understand what was happening, “they are mainly diurnal, so the powers manipulating us were stronger during the day, and during the night it was much weaker, and especially round the time of the new moon. But the biggest problem, and certainly the one that allowed me to leave, is that no espeon uses their powers during the Twilight between day and night other than one. Why that one espeon didn’t stop me is something I will never know…”

“I’m no Pokemon trainer, and I can never be one since I’m not used to my emotions like everyone else is,” she concluded, “I’m not even sure I can manage to cope with life much longer outside the protection of espeon. I know it was easy for me to accept understanding Pokemon, as, in a way, I always could when the espeon wanted me to, but it is something no other trainer is capable of and thus isn’t a skill that is of much use. The worst part is that I’m sure of who killed my parents now, and I can’t even feel angry about it or make myself want revenge. In fact I would feel guilt if anything did happen.”

“No… you can become a great Pokemon trainer,” a sick feeling was in my stomach, and my voice was weak. A memory tried to surface in my mind, though I tried to remember what it was that Lilac had reminded me of. It was beyond my grasp, too painful to remember. All that mattered was cheering Lilac up about her painful past; my past would wait till another day, “we will battle in a gym and earn a badge, it’ll prove you’re good enough. If we fail I promise I won’t hate you if you try to catch me in a Poke Ball…”

I barely managed to stop myself adding the fact she’d fail if she tried anyway, it would not have been helpful. She glanced up at me with her sad eyes, but I could see things were going to start getting back on track faster than I hoped.

“Will catching you be enough to cheer me up,” she almost laughed, “it’s difficult to decide which would make me happier, giving you a reason to behave or earning a badge. It’s not like I’m the type that feels getting a badge is a great achievement, but as much as I need to get control of my life, I’d hate to make you uncomfortable by catching you. Well the duty of a good Pokemon trainer is to keep their Pokemon happy, usually from good victory celebrations, so winning a badge it is.”

“Kitsune, you said we weren’t going to do that,” Omega whined, “I don’t want to be battered around by some Pokemon for no comprehendible reason. Win or lose the gym leader is said to stay on top, there’s not even a good meal for fighting.”

That pushed Lilac into uncontrolled laughter, a successful plan well executed. It was hopefully the first of many to come on the way to my goal. Making promises like that would probably be necessary and keeping a good reputation would require me to fulfill those promises.

“You don’t have to participate if you don’t want to.”

Flatulus July 14th, 2005 12:37 PM

Chapter 12:Attempted Heroism
(From the perspective of Lilac, the human)
“Ouch!”

Kitsune’s yelp of pain woke me. But what had happened…

“Omega!” I yelled out, trying to leap to my feet though Kitsune was on top of me. I could feel the tears building up, as I could see he was no longer with us. It was my fault, “they took him, didn’t they? We didn’t even get the chance to fight back. He was only with us because he liked me. It was me who got us into the trouble with that lady in the first place.”

“You’re not thinking straight,” Kitsune growled, struggling to get a foothold on the greased sides of the pit, “he was only going to be a hindrance anyway, and he was probably even trying to come up with a scheme of sorts. You shouldn’t have liked him at all with the way he wanted you. A form of spite against me, you could say, he only wanted you so I couldn’t have you. Trust me, we’re better of without him… We should be more worried about the greased sides of the pit and how easy prey we’d be if someone decided to attack us, which is quite likely since he is here and woke us.”

“I just love to watch unstoppable forces of nature,” a cheerful voice called out, and it took a few moments for me to realize that it was from an absol, the absol named Katar, “and that is what your presence feels like to me… I just got bored from watching you sleep for hours on end after those two got the jump on you, so I flicked a stone in to make it more interesting. So are you going to kill the human or is there something else that your destructive energies are meant to do?”

“…I suppose not then,” Katar muttered disappointedly when Kitsune didn’t even bother responding. I certainly couldn’t have said anything useful either, especially when he didn’t even acknowledge that I could hear him. He wasn’t to know I could understand, “it would have been a bit disappointing anyway, your energy should be for something much bigger and the human is somewhat amusing. I might as will help you out so we can get to that point sooner, as it’ll be something to remember. Just trust me for a few moments…”

I couldn’t see what was happening, but I could hear what sounded like the air somewhere above me was being shredded by something. Fur was shoved into my face. I couldn’t breath. Kitsune had gotten into a defensive position over me to protect us both. The sound changed, or at least was added to it. It sounded like a full-blown landslide, though it was muffled by Kitsune’s fur. I needed to breathe soon.

A moment longer and I would have passed out. Kitsune stood up off me and walked out of the pit. The pit had developed a much shallower slope at one side, and none of it was slippery anymore. As I got unsteadily to my feet, while taking some quite deep breaths, I caught a glance at Katar, his fur had gotten a few clumps of dirt in it. He must have used quite a powerful razor wind technique to cave the ground and blow away the grease. The wind was blowing quite strongly, and the sky was clouding over fast. The storm that was meant to hit was almost here.

“You have no concern for our safety and yet want us to trust you?” Kitsune’s growl was deep with anger, “that technique would of ripped the flesh off mine and Lilac’s bones if I didn’t make a complete shield of Iron Tail to protect us. If it wasn’t for the fact you aren’t surprised about us surviving I would say you were trying to achieve just that.”

“Thanks Katar,” I had to try to be as polite as I could, partially to try and apologize for Kitsune’s rudeness, but it was just too difficult not to sound distrustful. I had to have him help us find Omega, “can you please show us which wa—“

“Follow me,” Katar interrupted as he made a sudden dash deeper into the forest, quite a logical direction, both away from the coming storm front and into a more sheltered area. A flash of lightning illuminated the forest for a moment. It was not going to be a nice storm to be caught in.

I quickly swung my backpack off, sliding my pocketknife out of it and slipping it into a concealed pocket on my dress. If I was to keep up with Katar, then I couldn’t let myself be weighed down by my pack. It was reasonably easy to catch up with Katar, as he clearly didn’t want to lose us. A quite glance behind me confirmed Kitsune was following, and that she was quiet just because she had grabbed my pack in her mouth.

The rumble of thunder reached us, followed by another flash, but this time the thunder only lagged behind a few moments.

“Mouthful, eh?” Katar was clearly talking to Kitsune again, but now wasn’t the time to persuade him to acknowledge my existence. Not while Omega was probably in danger. It was about time I started to act like a proper Pokémon trainer. I had to, not just for Omega, but also if I wanted to stand a chance in a gym battle, “I know you would probably want to ask what happened after you left if it wasn’t for that. Plain and simply, it was decided that I wasn’t mentally damaged enough to make me dangerous to a trainer, though returning to the wild wasn’t an option… Too bad I accidentally broke the Pokéball they put me in while trying to carry it and run. The Pokémon Centre did everything right to stop me escaping, but their responsibilities basically end as soon as they hand a Pokémon to a human. At least the human I was given to should recover, since he was already at the Pokémon Centre so treatment should have been administered quickly. I guess I might as well warn you that the police have sent a spy to keep your human from doing things they don’t want her to do, possibly an elite assassin like my previous master but that may just be wishful thinking on my part.”

Injured a trainer, possibly fatally, just to escape? I thought all that the mental tests would have been accurate enough to predict that would happen, and at least take longer. What reasons could Katar have to do such a thing, especially tricking Nurse Joy about his stability? This was not the time to question the only chance of rescue Omega has. It was quite possible that he was telling the truth about the police spy, though an assassin was impossible, right?

“It’s nice to have your company, I’d hate to have to run backwards and forwards between disasters,” Katar’s words suddenly struck me, he wasn’t going after Omega after all, “I had a vision of someone important dying an unusually impressive death considering the circumstances and I want to see it, I’m sure there will be a free meal opportunity there too. We’re almost there and on time too. Quite lucky, but I can’t tell you what’s going to happen as that’ll give you a chance of interfering and ruining the whole thing.”

Rain started to hail down, with a few more flashes of lightning and rolls of thunder.

I could faintly hear Kitsune’s muffled growl, “Dark types can’t see the future, so stop pretending, or announcing your delusions as it’s wasting our time,” judging by the lack of reaction from Katar, he mustn’t have heard her. It was then she dropped my pack.

“Look!” she barked. Up on the hill, some distance away, was a boy in a yellow vest, standing looking around as if searching for something. His glance came my way and he started running our way, “he looks suspicious enough to be the spy Katar mentioned. What human would be out here in this storm by themselves… Look at it this way, he might be working with whoever took Omega, so for you, Lilac, it’s a win-win situation no matter who he works for.”

Kitsune burst into a quick attack, dashing round into the bushes so he would not see her, I could see exactly what was going to happen but I ran after her anyway. She was going to lung at him, knocking him to the ground, before sinking her fangs into his throat. Shouting would not stop her; nothing would save the potentially innocent boy. But that was not how it happened.

She lunged all right, knocking him to the ground. Although the flash of lightning hitting a nearby tree was unexpected, the tree burst into flames in the deafening thunder and toppled over towards where human would have been if Kitsune hadn’t attacked him. The wet grass helped them both slide completely out of the way. I continued to run, he was still in danger, and the thunder may not of given Kitsune enough of a fright to make her leg him free.

“Interfering Vixen!” Katar howled out, “his death would have been more impressive than just being crushed by that tree, it would have been much more mess than that as there were some rather unique unknown variables involved, but you had to go and ruin it all!”

“Um..thanks, Ninetales. Now would you please get off of me?” I heard him say, and I could imagine him having a slight smile while he spoke, probably in shock from how close he came to death and the fact Kitsune was pinning him to the ground.

“Kitsune, get off him,” a firm voice always gets obedience right after a big shock, and such a voice came easily to me this time. The fact this was unusual also may have helped get Kitsune to obey and she let him up right away, “now sit.”

As the boy stood up I managed to get a look at all of his features. He looked about 5 and a half-foot tall, probably weighting in the range of 100 pounds, and looking about 14 years old. Details that I’d normally miss flowed easily into my mind, unrestricted by emotions that normally took control. Blue-gray eyes with flecks of yellow, combined with brown hair that seemed to naturally spike out at odd angles, and his lightly tanned skin made him look a bit like my dream impression of a handsome prince. His clothes didn’t match that, as he was dressed in a light-weight yellow vest over a white t-shirt and dark-blue jeans.

“Oh, hi! Is this your ninetales that saved me? Well, thanks to both of you,” the boy said, recovering far too quickly from the shock to be human. Still he had to be human, as no one had made robots advanced enough to look perfectly human, “so, what’s your name? Mine is Ryan, glad to meet ‘cha. Not really time to talk, is it, for now we have to get out of this storm. I think I’ve got this mightyena that is looking for his trainer at a nearby cave. I told him to wait there, so he probably did. Is his trainer, by any chance, you? I found him with Teams Magma and Aqua.”

With a wave of his hand, gesturing for me to follow him, we ran through the forest. Hopefully it was Omega he had stashed away, I would never forgive myself if it wasn’t.

“I don’t like him, he could still be a spy,” Kitsune stated, her voice showed she was still a bit shaken by the lightning, as she followed, barely in earshot. It felt wrong to listen to her talk to Katar, but I couldn’t resist. She had underestimated how good my hearing was, though this was probably influence by the fact she was probably temporarily deafened by the thunder, “but if Lilac likes him I suppose I can just watch him cautiously, only dealing with him when he makes a mistake. I’m sure you can’t wait to see that… Till then I might learn a bit about human mating rituals, but there will certainly more fun things to spend the night doing.”

“Sounds better than staying out in a storm, though it wouldn’t really appeal to me in any other circumstances. I can foresee that nothing especially fun to watch happening tonight.”

Lucky I have a perfectly good education in pokemon breeding, I know how to pick up on and manipulate love in eevees and adapting that knowledge should allow me to avoid any stupid romance. I have to stay focused on being a good trainer, and not get as emotional as I usually do.

Flatulus July 16th, 2005 3:36 PM

Chapter 13:Learning to paint?
From the perspective of Katar, the Absol)
Staying the night in a cave with two humans can’t be too bad. The girl, Lilac, certainly seems nicer than I’m used to. Weak too. She is important, to the ninetales, the mightyena, my original master, and now it seems even this new human. Who is she really, beyond her name and her past? I sense that she does not bring chaos and she does not bring order, at least not by herself, a nexus perhaps, but of what?

Still it doesn’t explain why she, and the vixen are so willing to welcome me, inviting me to stay with them for the night. I’m sure I shall find out, and at worse my life will go back to the way it was.

“Omega!” I look up to see Lilac giving the mightyena a hug, tears rolling down her cheeks. Omega looked surprised and unsure about what to do, quite a boring reaction, as most mightyena’s would have mauled a person who surprised them instead of trying to think the situation through. Quite boring, “I promised myself I wouldn’t cry, but just can’t help it. It was my fault that you had to go through that. Please forgive me.”

Kitsune was a bit too quiet. I took a quick glance her way; she had a similar confused look as Omega as well as a spark of jealousy. This could get interesting, though it should have already gotten into a violent situation with the emotions involved. Was that fox to concerned about harming her human to tear apart Omega? At least it’d happen sooner or later anyway, as soon as Lilac wasn’t hugging him. Perhaps I couldn’t see it happening in my mind because Omega is unimportant in the whole scheme of things. Certainly a flaw in my abilities.

“Ryan, you never told me what you were doing here.” Lilac looked up at the other human. Omega started to fall asleep! Tiredness should have made him more vicious, yet he fell asleep instead, “you may have saved Omega’s life, but Kitsune saved your life and that of all your Pokémon, so I should at the very least knew a bit about who she saved,” she finished with a childish giggle.

“Me? Well, I’m traveling through Hoenn for the Pokémon Leaque,” there was only a hint of nervousness in Ryan’s voice. I was not perfect at understanding humans, but I got the feeling he wanted to change the subject so he wouldn’t have to lie too much, “I haven’t been to any gyms over here yet, but my partners and I got through the Johto Circuit and made it to the top ten in the tournament over there. I’m sure they’d be glad to meet you.”

“I feel I should introduce my Pokémon… I mean they technically aren’t mine… I don’t actually mean that either, as it’d just be weird for wild Pokémon to travel with a human,” Lilac was nervous about meeting more Pokémon, “the ninetales is Kitsune and the mightyena is Omega, as you probably already managed to pick up. The Absol is called Katar, though I don’t think I’d like to call him that for too much longer as it might remind him of his previous trainer… um… That’s about it, I think it’s your turn now.”

“Your name is Kitsune? That’s a wonderful name, very beautiful,” Ryan looked towards the fox as if memorizing every detail so as making an exact copy would be possible if required, before giving both Omega and I the same treatment, “Omega and Katar. Got it. Nice to meet you, guys.”

“This is Sketch, a smeargle, in case you’ve never seen one before,” Ryan said, releasing a Pokémon, though it was no surprise that it was in fact a rather normal, though young, looking Smeagle. The red paint tail wasn’t too rare, so it probably wasn’t worth me noticing though I did anyway.

“Hi! I’m Sketch!” the smeargle seemed to speak a bit energetically at first, till he got a fright when Omega looked up at him sleepily and growled a rather pathetic growl, “you’re scary. Stop it.”

Sketch looked like he was about to cry because of how frightened he was, though it only took him a few seconds to quickly dash over to hide behind Kitsune. I watched with my eyes wide open, as a minor twitch, unnoticeable to the untrained eye, indicated Kitsune was going to attack the young Pokémon. She didn’t, and the glance she gave me and the way her tails slowly wagged told me why. She wouldn’t attack because I’d enjoy it too much. Yet still she had wanted my company for this night.

“Wow, Kitsune. Your fur looks soft and warm,” Sketch couldn’t have been aware of the destructive power he was so close to, too powerful to predict, since he showed no fear, seeming to forget about Omega instantly. Yet he somehow didn’t reach out to touch her fur, too bad as since her tails were closest to him it would have been her braking point, “don’t you get really hot in that?”

She broke. A quick spin, and she easily got the smeargle by the throat before anyone had time to react. She held him partially in the air as she began to lay down, and soon she had him back on the ground, holding him like a piece of meat she was about to eat.

“Kitsune, let go of me! I don’t want to hurt you!” I couldn’t believe it, not only had she not instantly snap his neck or rip his throat out, but by the way his voice was still strong she wasn’t even squeezing hard enough to give him breathing troubles. Of course he did not see it this way, and electricity started to spark off his paws, “fine, Kitsune. If you won’t let go, I’ll make you.”

“Sorry about that, Kitsune is just a bit playful. Really, she’d never do any harm to anyone,” I hadn’t even noticed Lilac had let go of Omega, though I knew she was lying about Kitsune’s innocence. I could feel she had killed in cold blood before, and would bring a destruction that the world would remember till the end of time. Fear is always a good motivator for support. Surprisingly Kitsune just let Sketch go when Lilac got to her, and Lilac picked him up in her arms, “don’t worry Sketch, as long as you don’t get too close to Kitsune she’ll never force you into these little games. In fact she only did it because you’d be scared, be brave and she actually can be quite nice.”

“You seem nice, Lilac. We should be friends. Can we be friends?” He seemed to think Lilac was good enough protection from Kitsune, and was already calming down already. Lilac looked comfortable too while cuddling such a small Pokémon.

“I hear smeagle like to paint,” Kitsune didn’t give a chance for Lilac to answer, and Lilac did actually look like she would have. Yet humans can’t understand Pokémon. A little more insight on why Lilac is important would be nice, yet it isn’t everything. If Kitsune doesn’t want Ryan to know about Lilac understanding Pokémon then he probably doesn’t already know and there is some other thing important about her, “I could always learn, as one such as I would love to leave a lasting mark that humans would recognize as mine. Painting is sure to have some other purpose too.”

As close to apologizing as I’ve ever seen a ninetales do, though she was probably had a selfish reason for doing so. Lilac slowly put Sketch on the ground with a smile, “Ryan, don’t interfere with this at all, I think they’ll manage to become friends quite quickly now and I don’t want to risk ruining it,” things were getting less and less promising to get interesting by the moment.

“Sure, I’ll teach you to paint! It’s really easy, I’m sure you can do it,” quick to forget what had happened he began to draw on the ground, probably ruining his tail paint with the dust that covered the ground. He’d learn.

Kitsune tried to copy the technique in silence; though her strokes showed signs of her trying to improve on what she was seeing. Her ears stopped being as perked up as they were only a moment before, a ninetales hates being seen as a fool and I didn’t need to look to know that all she had managed with to shift the dust of the floor and messed up one of her tails.

“You need paint to paint, silly,” Sketch laughed hysterically, luckily he stopped painting or he would have ruined his work and he held his tail out towards Kitsune, “rub your tail against mine then try painting, it’ll work better”

“How hard is the paint to get out of fur afterwards?” a ninetales would never risk ruining their fur, unless for something really important, like revenge, “you wouldn’t want to ruin my fur, would you?”

I caught glimpse of Ryan and Lilac out of the corner of my eye. They were both watching, both looking like they were trying hard to resist saying something. In fact it seemed like they both were reframing from commenting on what Kitsune had said. Is it even possible to find two humans that understand Pokémon in the same place? No, it wasn’t. I must be wrong about one of them.

“It comes right out,” Sketch lunged his tail towards one of Kitsune’s, splattering it with paint. A smeargles fur is meant to resist being stained with paint, he was doomed now even with his ability to make his action look completely innocent, “now let’s see what you can draw.”

I heard the running; everyone else knew Sketch was in trouble as they watched Kitsune fail to wipe the paint off on the ground. Omega leapt between both of them, turning his head towards Sketch, “Run,” he growled, and it was amazing how quickly Sketch started crying in fear and running to Ryan.

But a ninetales is actually more likely to seek out revenge on a running target; it is bravery that makes them back down. Lilac managed to tackle Kitsune and hug her round the neck, thought this barely slowed her down. Kitsune shook around a bit, forcing Lilac’s weak hold on her to fail.

“He painted one of my tails!” Kitsune’s growl sounded demonic, at last some excitement. It even looked like blue flames were arching off her tails, swirling round into balls. One of these blue fireballs began to burn away the paint. Will-o-wisp. Kitsune’s tails started wagging again and she rapidly calmed down, “well I can’t breath fire anymore, but this technique I can use and always wanted to. And they said my early evolution made it impossible. Thanks Sketch, but if you paint my tails again I won’t forgive you… I wonder…”

A blue fire ball drifted to the tip of one of her tails, which she then touched to the ground. “…I guess I’m ready to learn from Sketch when he feels safe around me again, it looks like nothing I’ve seen before and certainly not what I intended,” she laughed.

I walked over to look at the two pictures… A picture of a very crude red ninetales, looking quite cute considering how terrified Sketch should have been of Kitsune. The other one was a round burn mark in the ground, though there was a strange symbol in the middle of it, but I could quite make it out from where I stood. I took a few steps closer. It was a symbol humans often use to mark areas they ruined with wastes, it meant biohazard.

“I don’t think anymore introductions would be safe tonight, and it’d probably take too long any way judging by the results of this intro,” Lilac giggled, as she sat on the ground where she fell after being shook off, “we’re all getting tired and everything, and the storm should pass right over during the night. Since we have no fire you may still wish to have your Pokémon out to snuggle with for warmth but then we might get kept awake all night as they introduce themselves to each other. We also should wait till we get to a Pokémon Centre so as any accidental injuries will be quick to deal with.”

Snuggling up with someone else through the night? A new experience, and it shouldn’t soften me up too much.

“Katar,” Kitsune barked at me, “you sleep with Omega, I really couldn’t stand him being around Lilac and I think I might be developing a conscience because I didn’t want to leave him cold by himself. If he wakes me up then you’ll suffer, too bad I didn’t get to see all of Ryan’s Pokémon as I’m sure some of them would love to know how much you wanted to watch him die.”

“Sounds fine to me,” Omega leaped on me, knocking me over into Sketch’s painting which was still wet. Even though he was tired I had failed to notice him circle around me to attack like that. How could I have lost so much skill so quickly? “You haven’t said a thing all night, but it’s right for the two most dominant to sleep together.”

Flatulus July 22nd, 2005 7:58 PM

Chapter 14: Gym battle!
(From the perspective of Kitsune, the Ninetales)
“Ryan I know what your hiding, I know what you really are,” I had gotten up early so as Lilac would not have to hear my conversation. I might have only met Ryan yesterday but it was already clear how things were. It just wasn’t time for Lilac to find out about it, “I also know how much work you have put in to hiding the facts. The one mistake you made wasn’t even one a human would have picked up on. Humans just don’t have the sense of smell to notice.”

“Kitsune…don’t tell Lilac,” Ryan replied, his understanding of what I was saying was discomforting even though I knew why he could. His nervousness was still delicious, “there’s no reason to. Besides, having human company in any form is making her happy. Would you really destroy Lilac’s happiness just because I’m not what I appear? Everyone lies sometimes, Kitsune. I just tell the same one constantly.”

“Exactly why I haven’t told her already,” I cared nothing about my tails portraying how I felt. It was not like him knowing my joy would cause any problems, “you’re potentially useful and have already shown some intelligence. If we work together nothing could get in our way, as it is certain we both want the same thing in the end. To make the world a better place. The question is, are you willing to serve me and help my plans?”

“We’ve just met,” his response was not that of total loyalty. It was too optimistic of me to think that would happen. The scent of fear betrayed his attempt to hide that he didn’t have the goals I assumed he did, “I’d be happy to chat and everything, but I don’t think we should really be rushing things like this. Who knows how different our plans really are? Now that we’re up we might as well prepare breakfast for everyone before heading off to ”

Once Lilac was up there wasn’t much of a chance of continuing to talk to him, and soon we were off on the uneventful short trip to the Rustboro Pokémon centre. Even Omega and Katar didn’t speak with each other, even though they stuck together.


It looked very much the same as the other two Pokémon Centres I had been to. A gym battle would be a new experience and it wasn’t far off now that we were here. A win would be guaranteed anyway, as I was strong enough to make up for the weakness of Katar and Omega.

“Remember I don’t want to be involved in the gym battle,” Omega barked at Lilac as she approached the front desk to ask for Nurse Joy, “I’m not into fighting... I always lose.”

“Before Lilac gets any strange ideas because none of her Pokémon actually have Poké Balls at this time, I’m only here to watch Kitsune cause serious harm to someone as a build up for her big rampage,” Katar stayed back away from everyone else all of a sudden, even away from Omega. He was slightly scared, but not the same fear as if he was hiding something. “If I’m given a single order from her I’ll show her what I would have done when I was ordered to kill her if Omega didn’t stop me.”

“Lilac which two Pokémon are you going to use in your gym battle,” Ryan emphasized the word ‘two’ since he had picked up on the fact I was the only one willing, “I’d happily let you have your gym battle before mine, but your team doesn’t look like a good one to take on Roxanne, the gym leader here. Perhaps lending you one of my Pokémon would be of some help.”

There was too much talking to get points through to Lilac. Needing two Pokémon for the gym battle would cause a problem. Who out of Omega and Katar would be best to force into this? It’s not like I approve of gym battles, only that I promised Lilac that we would to cheer her up.

“Ah, Lilac Blossom All-Weather I assume,” Nurse Joy said, coming out of a back room. “I just had a call from your brother Shisso who said you’d arrive now. Odd how he got the timing perfectly right, must be the espeon he has… Well he sent a Pokémon for you, saying something about it being too powerful to keep as a pet. Referred to it as Biohazard for some reason. Here!” She tossed a Pokéball to Lilac…

… Lilac fumbled with it, dropping it to the ground. It popped open and red energy flowed out, taking the form of a Pokémon. As soon as it finished I recognized what it was.

It was an umbreon, though not perfectly normal for one. The fact that he looks noticeably smaller, not much really but still noticeable, was not the only thing different, the rings on his body were a pale blue, exactly the same shade as my eyes on the rare occasion I got a chance to see them in a reflection. The rest of the fur was certainly black, but there was just something odd about how light shined off it in a rainbow pattern. His eyes were like emeralds, looking almost like they were compound eyes because of the illusion of crystal shape the impurities in the colour created. The most noticeable thing was a yellow piece of fabric tied round his head, with a black symbol on the front. The same one that my will-o-wisp had burnt into rock yesterday.

“Greetings mortals,” he barked, his stance with his tail erect showed he thought he was dominate, “I shall never fear anything like you mortals do as I am no longer like you. I cannot be harmed till we walk out into the light of a new world, as that is what my sister, the only other one that wasn’t born dead out of my litter, predicted… Of course a Poké Ball does bind my loyalties somewhat. No time for hanging around here, I have to get to the gym to show off my immortality,” he turned to look at me, his stare felt quite insulting, “then I shall have my fun with you, my vixen.”

Problem solved. Lilac certainly looked shocked, though Nurse Joy would probably just see it as shame of dropping a Poké Ball. I’d have to let him get hurt quite a bit in the gym battle so his pride would be ruined when I come to save the entire match by myself.

“Off to the gym then,” Lilac said, “Kitsune we’ll get your surgery to allow you to breath fire afterwards, if there aren’t any problems that’d get in the way.”


The gym arena wasn’t as large a battlefield as I was used to. Fights in confined spaces would quicken a fight, and removing many advantages I was used to exploiting. Certainly unfair, as was the fact the terrain was rocky with a few rocks bigger than I was. The rules that were called out by Roxanne seemed simple enough, though fights weren’t meant to have rules, and the battle was about to begin.

“Lilac, send Biohazard out first,” I barked, seeing how quickly Lilac obeyed me certainly gave hope to my long-term goals, “if he’s powerful then I might not even have to fight.”

“Go, Biohazard!”

“Go, geodude,” Roxanne called out releasing her Pokémon from its Poké Ball. There is nothing special about a geodude. Hopefully she had better than that to come, “use rollout attack.”

The ball of rock came rolling towards the umbreon, “Biohazard dodge!” Lilac called out, but he didn’t move. He crouched down, preparing to jump. He was waiting for the last moment… When that moment came, he did the stupidest thing he could have done. Who would jump on a rolling geodude and run on it to stay on top?

As the geodude curved its path so as not to hit anything, Biohazard had no trouble staying on it. He winked at me, and his tail was wagging. An immortal would quickly get bored of such dangerous stunts, thus it must be a new thing for him, if he was actually immortal. There was no way his immortality wasn’t a lie from him, or maybe from his sister. My tails wagged in anticipation for when the truth would come suddenly to him as a shock. Lilac was silent in anticipation of the same thing, though I could sense she was dreading the moment unlike me.

“Kitsune, I’d hate to ruin it for you but he’s not going to get hurt,” Katar whispered to me, still delusional that he could sense the future. I’d save bringing that up with him because I need the pleasure of his reaction, “I actually think he might be immortal, or at least he’s going to have some extreme good luck.”

“Geodude, speed up to get him off!” Roxanne called out, “that tactic he’s using is against what his trainer called out and it is a stupid one too. Victory is ours as soon as he falls off.”

“Biohazard, jump off!” Lilac screamed, breaking her silence.

“I’m immortal!” Biohazard barked in reply, “I’ll just show you how harmless this geoude is to one such as me.”

He stopped running. It only took a split second for the spin to throw him out in front of the rolling rock, and from it to run right over him with a crunch. I couldn’t see any movement from him as he lay there. Was he dead? Possibly. The geodude was already turning to take another pass at him just in case.

Lilac lifted her hand holding his pokeball, tear running down her cheeks. Win or lose, she would never forgive herself if she had caused the death of a pokemon. She was soft like most good humans were, too soft to change the world. Something I had to change about her.

“Wait, I’m fine,” Biohazard coughed, as he spontaneously got back on to his unsteady feet, “give me an order of how I should attack to win this, I don’t think showing off is having the same effect it used to.”

“Biohazard, quick attack,” Lilac called out. Either she couldn’t see that the umbreon was in pain or she had hardened up quite quickly.

His burst of speed was great considering his condition. He ran head on towards the geodude. Lilac was too new at fighting to know how this would end, and I couldn’t just point it out, as Biohazard would assume it as a sign I liked him. His impacted against the rock shell of the geodude with his head, the momentum of his body pushed him forwards. Moving a rock isn’t easy, and his force bent his neck at an uncomfortable angle before he bounced off. As he tumbled and bounced across the ground with every part of his body limp, the geodude came right for him. With its impact and rolling over him, I could see his neck get bent further than safe for one’s health as well as his other limbs being twisted out of place.

It all happened too quickly for Lilac to call him back. It was too late for anything but to hope Nurse Joy could repair whatever damage had been done. Not like that seemed very likely either. As he finished tumbling it seemed everything had been knocked back into place, but that meant nothing about whatever damage was caused.

“Biohazard return.”

He didn’t live up to his name or being as powerful as Nurse Joy had said. Perhaps there was some misunderstanding. There would have to be. Could even humans be so stupid they would think he was actually powerful?

“Kitsune it’s your turn,” Lilac wiped her tears from her face, determined not to give up. She would not leave Biohazard’s sacrifice in vain, though I was only doing this for her, “iron tail!”

I broke into a run, focusing my energy into my tails. I knew I was moving faster than Biohazard did when using quick attack, and the geodude didn’t have time to get out of the way while it was still rolling. I pounced knowing it didn’t have a chance.

As I went over it I gave it a full force hit with one of my tails, hearing the sound of rock shattering. I didn’t need to look to know that blow alone had done enough damage that it wouldn’t be able to do any harm. One of my other tails clipped it, putting a spin on it as it flew towards a large rock formation, shattering it upon hitting. Now to deliver a killing blow…

“Geodude return!” Roxanne called out, with the geodude dissolving into red energy before I could get to it. It wouldn’t have been considered Lilac’s fault or mine if I had gotten to it first. Lilac said the well being of a Pokémon was the trainer’s responsibility, meaning it would have been the gym leaders fault. She wouldn’t be quick enough with her next Pokémon.

Katar caught my eye. It looked like he was trying hard to resist saying something, “Just say it, what you say cannot influence the out come of the fight,” I barked.

“Go Nosepass,”

“Well if I don’t talk then you’ll dodge Nosepass’ zap cannon and kill it by hitting it with nine iron tails at once,” he grinned, “Lilac would be quite upset by your accidental killing of it… But now I’ve told you it won’t happen like that.”

“Use Zap Cannon.”

I turned back to the fight too late. I was engulfed in the thick burst of electricity, feeling the pain of it surge through me. The pain caused me to close my eyes too quickly to get a glance at my opponent. I felt my every muscle jerking as it fried my nerves far too effectively to be a normal electric attack.

“Rock Tomb.”

I had to dodge whatever rock tomb was. It would only take a moment to focus my mind to break the paralysis, a trick that had saved my life more than once… too late. Pain struck me as it felt, and sounded like, like rocks had quick lunged out of the ground at me and had plunged into my flesh thus restricting my movement further.

“Finish this with body slam.”

I had to focus. I was getting weaker by the second and I had to break the paralysis and the rock tomb to be able to fight back… I couldn’t. I heard parts of the rock tomb shatter before I heard the sound of my joints cracking under the force. There was no pain. It was just over.

“Kitsune!” Lilac called out, as I lay there unable to feel anything below my neck, “you did your best Kitsune,” her voice must have been closer, yet it seemed further away and was drifting away further…


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