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Old February 13th, 2009 (6:07 PM).
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    (chapter three- the third chapter of the story. usually, the next 'big thing' happens here...)

    About two seconds after this awkward interaction took place, the three felt a slight chill.

    A couple seconds after that, they realized with a jolt where they were.

    And then, reality set in with a generous helping of sheer cold.

    Though they hadn’t realized it, they had not been near Pastoria City as Cyrus had originally thought. Far from it.

    As it turns out, they were actually in the forest near Snowpoint City, Sinnoh’s northern-most community, shivering violently from the cold, snow-covered mountain below their feet. The Pastorian landscape had just been an illusion caused by a particularly troublesome Medicham lurking nearby, laughing its little heart out.

    As Cyrus shot a quick glance of impending doom (he was very good at those) at the human-like Psychic and Fighting-type, he remembered something Caro and Kris would definitely need to get done.

    “Now. I don’t mean to sound like Professor Insert-tree-here, but you two are in a far more dangerous place than you were previously, without any self-protection at all. Both of you are going to need to find yourself some Pokemon, and register as Trainers.”

    “Wait- what?!?” Caro and Kris shouted together, and then gazed up at him, eyes wide with horror. “ mean...we have to catch Pokemon in those...things?” Caro whimpered, remembering Medicham’s vision of the Honchkrow violently crushing its Pokeball and flying off into the twilight.

    “That’s the general idea, yes.” Cyrus paused, and continued in the still-typical monotone. “Of course, you two need to decide. Would you rather wander around with no self-defense excluding myself, who will probably be lurking in parallel shrubbery for most of your time here, or have an unbelievably powerful defense mechanism, ally, and companion at your disposal?” He looked down at them, waiting for an answer with another, as usual blank, face.

    “I, for one...well...I’m going to do it.” Caro raised his hand, still shivering. “It would help me look at Pokemon in a whole new way. And besides, if we ever get back to Treasure Town, we would have some new recruits...” He nodded his head. “So yeah.”

    “Nothing better to do. Fine.” Kris shrugged.

    Cyrus considered telling them his real name, but decided against it.

    “None taken.” Cyrus blinked once, and then turned. “You two, come with me. I can go with you as far as the city limits, but past that I can’t risk being recognized. That would be...more trouble than it’s worth.” Caro grimaced slightly as he spoke. Casually walking into a new place without their only guide would be a slight issue.

    “It isn’t terribly difficult.” Cyrus continued. “Locate the white building with the red roof, go in, and ask the human behind the counter if you could sign up as Trainers.” They nodded at the same time, and set off, seeing as the three were now lurking in the shadows of the snow-covered trees near the city. “Go.”

    They quickened their pace as Cyrus slunk farther into the snow-coated shadows, using his years of (childhood) experience of generally being invisible to hide from passerby.

    “Whoaaaa.” Caro muttered under his breath as they looked around at the snowy town, the huge temple near the back in particular.

    “Place with the red roof, that’s what Helio said.” Kris pointed out, snapping him out of the trance. “Over there. Let’s go.” She tugged on his arm, and set off at a brisk pace – or, at least as close to brisk as you could get in knee-high frozen water droplets - trudging through the deep snow.

    Finally, they arrived at the huge white building, and cautiously stepped in. Kris raised an eyebrow – this place was amazing. And big. There was a clear, unblocked pathway down the aisle to the human at a desk near the other end, but there were long, cushiony couches stretched along the sides of the aisle. There were also smaller couches nearer the wall, as well as a café in the corner. While she was gazing at the Pokemon Center in all of its splendor and pink-and-yellow glory, Caro was already chatting with the pink-haired woman behind the counter near the back. She quickly dashed over to him in case he tried to do or say anything too stupid.

    “Yes, both of us want to be Trainers. No, we’re not on some far-fetched quest from Professor Driftwood. Yes, we are over ten years old. Yes, we’re not from here. No, we don’t have any Pokemon at this time.” Caro was answering questions as the appalled receptionist woman shot them out. The Joy was surprised – she usually used her rapidfire questions as a way of filtering out the Trainers destined to fail. Only one other person had done them this quickly and accurately, back when she was working in the far eastern part of the region...

    The woman shrugged and pressed some keys on the computer, and then nodded. She directed them over to near a Pokeball camera, which took their pictures, much to their amazement; “What, it’s like you’ve never seen a camera before! Ah, you were foreigners, I forgot...” And with that, she handed them both a card and some money.

    “Okay, you two. Good luck on your adventure!” Her beaming smile turned to a frown as some boy rushed in the door, cradling a Monferno in his arms. So that was why the pathway up here wasn’t blocked by color-coordinated furniture. Not paying much attention to Caro, the boy nearly plowed him over in his rush to get to the Nurse.

    “Hey! Watch where you’re swinging that Monferno next time!” Caro hissed.

    “Should we get back to Helio now? It must have been at least an hour by now...” he mused, brushing himself off.

    “Yeah, I think so.” With that, Kris and Caro left the warm, compelling Pokemon Center back into Nature’s unforgiving cold spell of a town. They moved for the southward exit, and managed to look innocent.

    Seeing Kris and Caro approaching, Cyrus put the two Ultra Balls back into his pocket and nodded when they approached.

    “You were taking a while, so I decided to catch you some starters. It would make things a lot easier later on.” He removed the Balls from his pocket again, and tossed them to the two Pokemon-turned-teenagers. Staggered, they sent the new Pokemon out.

    On the left, in front of Kris, stood a vaguely human Pokemon, about a foot shorter than she was. There was a magenta-colored circle on the Pokémon’s head, sporting three smaller oval-shaped appendages out of it; one on each side, and one out the back. Its arms were long and slender on a dull gray body, and its legs were covered by a large mass of magenta-pinkish skin, for isolation or decoration Kris didn’t know. Its lips seemed to be slightly larger than normal.

    “Hello. So, you are my Trainer? Not… that man?” It made a small gesture to Cyrus, who was looking the other way, and then bowed to its new mistress.

    “Yeah, nice to meet you too, Medicham.” Kris nodded back a bit absentmindedly, turning the Ultra Ball over in her hand.

    Caro chuckled as his Pokemon was sent out, on the right. There was a slightly rodent-like Pokemon smirking there on its hind legs, long, bright white claws shining in the moonlight. It was mostly black, save its eyes, a few golden rectangular shapes on its forehead and torso, and a large red featherlike thing growing out of...its ear? No, that feather thing was its ear, just shaped different than the other, which was more catlike. As a cold wind blew, Caro noticed there were three more red feathered thingies making up its tail.

    “Hmph. So you’re the guy I’m serving for the rest of my life.” The Pokemon cackled as it flexed its claws at its new owner, red eyes shining brightly, eager to size this kid up. “We’ve got some training to do.”

    “Hey, wait a minute! Can’t humans not understand Pokemon?” Kris objected, confused.

    “Usually, you would be correct. But in our case, where we have all lived a percentage of our lives as Pokemon, we must have retained the ability to communicate with Pokemon from our previous...forms.” Cyrus replied. “There’s no other explanation except an impossibly clichéd machine being shoved up our ears, and that hasn’t happened. Yet.” The fact that he said this in the standard blankness that he always seemed to speak in made it even harder for Caro to hold back a laugh.

    Kris nodded. “O-kaay...”

    “Well, now that you all have introduced yourselves, let’s keep moving.” Cyrus turned and moved towards Lake Acuity. The other four turned and ran beside him, eager to warm up by moving.


    Uxie smiled, eyes completely closed.

    The three travelers were coming, along with some Pokemon natives. Oh, what a joyous reunion this would be... waving farewell to his sister and brother, the Legendary Sprite Fairy Levitating Blob Thing of Knowledge teleported down to Earth with a flashy light show to be positioned in a dark corner of his cave in the middle of Lake Acuity, laughing to itself all the way down.

    It paused and remembered something. A joyous smile slowly sunk down to a grimace. There was trouble ahead for these three. And who will cause said trouble is even worse.

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