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Jeff Miles
Chapter 1: A legend begins!....Of a sort anyways.​

Jeff stepped off of the ship and looked around in awe of Isle De Fairnorth and the irony of the name was lost on him as he gazed at the setup of the city. "Wow, this is the weirdest looking city of all time, look all the different elevations of buildings and the people are of all sorts...hmm okay, whatdo'ya say we head towards the square Buddy? There should be directions to the boat that goes to Mauville around there somewhere, then we can go meet that professor." A thick set little bear-like creature with a giant mouth that led to a bottomless pit smiled at him and opened it's mouth and voiced it's opinion eagerly. "Munch! munch-munch-Lax!" Romanov the happy little munch lax payed little attention to the city and just followed his best friend in the world happily, thinking of what they would eat the whole while.

Jeff looked forlornly at his one pokeball, he hadn't risked buying more than one with the money his parents had given him. What with his own metabolism and Romanov's being...well, a Munchlax it would be expensive enough just feeding themselves. Speaking of food, Jeff's belly was rumbling, and he didn't have to ask Romanov if he felt like eating, so when he smelled a wonderful fried aroma he followed it to the heavenly and greasy establishment from whence it came. They came out with Jeff shaking one of his pockets and being very disappointed at how little jingle-jangling there was. "How does a pokemon trainer make a living anyways? Do contests and gyms have prize money? If so we'd better train hard and start winning at things quick Romanov, or we're gonna starve!" He took out the debit card his parents had lent him for emergencies and decided to check how much it had, when he found an ATM he slid the card in and gasped aloud at what the screen said. "Where the hell did all this come from?" The ATM said his accounts current balance was, well a lot at least a LOT for a boy his age to spend, he saw a little bit of text in the corner of the screen and when he looked closer he smirked at what it said. Your parents may not have accepted our money, or wanted us to spoil you but now that you're on your own there's nothing they can do about it! ^_^ Besides, you'll need money for food, pokemon food, pokeballs, survival materials and renting rooms, so here, do great things Jay! - Grandmother and Grandad.

Jeff strolled through the many different streets of the town aimlessly for a while longer, in pure bliss at the fact that he wasn't going to starve to death on a rainy plain with no blanket. Many people stared at him and Romanov, it's not all that common for a trainer to just walk around with their pokemon but Jeff saw Romanov as his best friend too, and besides it get's lonely surrounded by people who have no interest in talking to you somewhere you've never been before. Jeff's mind wandered, subconsciously beating back the cacophony of noise around him. I wonder what the first trainer I battle will use? I hope it's somethings strong oh I can't wait! I'm really a trainer, one day maybe I'll even make it to the pokemon league and battle the Elite Four! Hmmm...if the Elite four are so famous how come I've never seen them on TV? Just heard about their battles, nobody I've asked seems to know who they are, but they're prominent trainers throughout the world...surely someone must know them.

His grandparents' generous donation inspired him to splurge just a bit, so Jeff went into a book store when he saw it and bought A Tale of Ninetails and The Mysteries of Mew to read himself to sleep at night. When he got out he was alert again and on his way to the square he heard strange comments from some of the other travelers around him. Remarks like "Know-it-all, I don't need some big fancy degree and a lab to be an expert on Pokemon, I grew up with 'em!" Or "I can't believe she came here of all places, what does she want with our town, nothing ever happens here." He began to wonder who they were talking about, in his moment of density he walked right into the square, bumping into several people and not realizing he was there yet. He saw a flash of white through the crowd, some woman wearing what could only be described as a a lab coat. He continued to walk through the crowd towards her. Could she be the one all the fuss is about? His suspicions were confirmed in his eyes when Romanov immediately ran up to her and started rubbing his head against and hugging her leg. "Excuse me ma'am, are you the pokemon professor from Mauville I heard about?"

I stood on the beach angered that I had missed my boat. I chucked shells and rocks at the vessel, and cursed angrily. Some of the families enjoying their time looked up at me in disappointment, and annoyance. "Keep it down girl! There are kids here!" One man yelled.

"Shut up ya geezer!" I spat venomously, not even looking in his direction, continuing with my throwing.

'I said stop." I heard very close behind me. It was kind of like a low growl, intimidating. So much so, that I didn't hesitate to twist while swinging my elbow into his stomach. I hit him hard enough to make him recoil, then I sweep kicked him into the sand, twisting his arm behind him. "Ahh." He said painfully. "Get off." I looked at him and saw he wasn't nearly that big, and his voice was nothing but bark. I guessed he must have been some desk guy with absolutely minimal work-outs. Needless to say, he went down way too easy.

"Don't sneak up behind me." I said loudly, "I don't like people who stand behind me." I felt a tap on my back and I turned around, very mad. "What did I just say?!"

A male a little older than some kids my age stood smiling brightly, as if nothing was wrong, or maybe more like as if he was watching his little sibling learn to ride a back. "Excuse me." He said politely "But don't you think you are causing trouble?"

"This perverted creep walked up behind me and growled in my ear!" I replied.

"It looked like you were causing a commotion, and when this man asked him to stop, you insulted him." The boy was very polite, and if it wasn't for the fact that I was extremely angry, I would've probably been polite back. "Don't you think you should be embarrassed by the scene you are making?"

"What do I care what these people think?" I answered, "None of them are going to get me to that island." Still, I decided to let the man go. He said some distasteful words, and went to the ocean to clean the sand off his face. I was pretty sure he was red as a beet.

I looked at the boy who was naturally caramel skinned and a bit taller than me. He stood there with an air of importance, and it seemed like he didn't come here with a family. "You are a pretty strong young lady." He said, offering his hand to help me up.

I didn't take it and jumped up, "I can stand without your help thank you." I dusted the sand off my clothes, I wasn't dressed for the beach at all. "I should be strong, I train every day. Something I doubt you do." Though, since he was dressed for the beach, I could see that he probably did work out.

"I can assure you, I train most days with my growlithe." He replied, still smiling. "What is your pokemon?"

"I don't have one yet." I replied. "That's why I have to get to that stupid island." I was trying to think of ways to get across, I thought about swimming there. "Exactly how far is it?"

"A few miles I'd say." He said rubbing his chin. "Though since you have the spirit of fire, I will help you get across!" When he said spirit of fire, I became conflicted between punching him, walking away, or straight up laughing. The way he said it was so spirited that I thought he thought I was the chosen one or something. "Absolutely! You train hard without a pokemon, I'm sure with one you could be a hundred times stronger! You will burn with power!" He went on an entire rant about hard work, and how great it was. I ignored him and began walking toward the water. I dipped my hand in, and was glad to see it was warm. I began to strip before I felt a hand on my shoulder. I twisted around to elbow the offender, but he blocked it with his free hand. "You can't just strip down here!" That boy said, "There are children here, and you are a developed female." That comment made me red, and quickly jerked around to high kick him. He blocked that one and held my leg. "Did I not promise I would help you?"

"Who are you calling developed?" I said, trying to increase the power in the kick. He struggled to hold it, though he didn't really change his stupid happy face.

"If I call you childish and young, would that be better?"

I grunted, "I guess not." After I stopped trying to clock him, he let go of my leg and I stomped it into the sand. "How are you going to get me there?"

"It just so happens." He started, "That I have a small motorboat. I have business on that island myself, though as a trainer, I don't usually have time to vacation, so I took a break here."

"Sounds too convenient to me." I replied, "You're probably some guy trying to hit on me. I bet you looked up my dress when you blocked my kick."

The boy laughed, "Probably." He answered, angering me. "Though I wouldn't flatter yourself too much, I merely admire your spirit." He pointed to the docks, my boat is over there, I could get you across fairly quickly, and it wouldn't bother me much at all. Consider it my good karma for the day."

"Didn't you say you were vacationing here?" I said, a bit guilty that I may have been interrupting his beach hang out.

"I get to come back if what I'm looking for isn't on that island."

"Well fine then," I said, "by the way, my name is Sara." I reached out to respectfully, though disgusted, shake his hand.

"Cinder is my name." He shook my hand back, "New trainer and treasure hunter. Why don't we be on our way then?" He walked toward the docks, apparently having walked all the way to the beach with nothing but his swimming trunks and sandals. I followed him to the boat and saw that it was basically a canoe with a motor on the back. To top it off, he had a lot of items in the boat, like half of the boat was crowded with them.

"Uh, there is a lot of stuff in there." I pointed out.

"Nothing breakable, you can sit anywhere." The only open seat was near the motor, so Cinder could steer, other than that I had to choose between standing, sitting uncomfortably on the things he had, or sitting next to him on the open seat. He got in, and I chose to stand.

The ride took way too long, and Cinder kept going on about the will of fire, and the burning passion he had of hard work and determination. He talked about how many times he climbed Mt. Pyrite, then about how many times he did it one handed. Then he talked about how he once carried twenty crates of pokemon food to the daycare couple. By the time he finished talking about himself, we were at the island, and I was ready to get off the boat.

"Thank you for the ride," I said, bowing graciously, mostly because I was thanking arceus for getting me off that boat. "I have to go now!" I said running off.

"If you need a ride back, you can find me at a coffee store in about three hours, or meet me here in four. I'll leave as soon as the sun starts to set." He yelled behind me, anchoring the boat.

"Uh, ok." I called back. I ran through the city, weaving through the people, not slowing down. Eventually I got to the square and saw the person I was looking for. There was a kid who fell in front of the professor, just looking at her, and another stupidly asking if she was the professor. I wanted to knock em both into the ocean, though I remembered being told that I shouldn't be so judging since Hoenn was a pretty safe region. Instead I grabbed the slim boy by the collar, and set him on his feet. The effort wasn't that much, this guy wasn't fat, nor did he have any muscle. I couldn't help but think this region was full of softies.

"Don't fall for the professor." I said, "And don't just lay there silently." I figured this kid was probably either shy or foolish. I I held my hand out to the professor, "I'm Sara Lain, from the Orre region." I said as politely as I could.

Nami Tange

Nami took a moment to admire the view from the side of the boat. The sun was glittering on the water, and a cool sea breeze played with her hair. In the air, Wingulls called out to each other, their shrill cacophony just background noise. It was all extremely peaceful and relaxing. Then Nami checked the time. The peaceful illusion was instantly shattered.

She quickly left the boat, trying not to be absorbed into the crowd. Finding a place relatively free of tourists and citizens, she took a moment to get her bearings. Why would they build a city like this? she wondered, looking at all the buildings of so vastly different heights. It's so inefficient.

She knew who she was looking for, but finding that same person could be difficult, especially in a city this size. Well, she thought, I definitely won't find her if I just stand her!

She followed a road deeper into the city, taking time to browse a shop whenever one caught her eye. She didn't actually buy anything, not wanting to waste her money on non-essentials. However, the browsing did do something to occupy her time, making sure she didn't get bored for too long while searching for the professor

Exiting the area where the buildings were more densely packed, she continued following the road until it branched into smaller streets. Choosing one at random, she followed it until it expanded into a square. Looking across the square she saw a tall woman who matched the picture she had seen of the professor. She was standing by a young man with a Munchlax, and a young man wearing a cardigan, who had fallen on his face. Nami watched as a young women walked over to the the fallen young man and lift him up by his collar. She then, almost gently, placed him on his feet.

Walking over to the older woman, she saw the young woman who had picked up the young man talking to the professor. Tapping the woman on her shoulder Nami said politely, "Excuse me, are you Professor Tularosa? I'm Nami Tange. I'm here to get a Pokemon."

Jeff was stunned into silence for a moment when the professor made it clear she knew who he was and then made what sounded like an old joke about herself. "You know who I am? But wait I haven't done anything to be known by a stranger..." Then some kind fashion-diva-looking guy powerslid halfway across the plaza to them, prompting a bad pun from the professor's assistant. Before he could say anything the professor revealed his name was Mikoto Kawasaki, and immediately afterward some angry looking girl stomped up to them and lifted Mikoto up by his shirt and set him right. Someone's got an attitude problem...I hope we don't all have to travel together, that guy looks pretty nice but her... Another girl, made much cuter by the fact that she wasn't already insulting somebody, and apparently named Nami, showed up and greeted the professor in much the same manner as him. Next was another cute girl with...A Magikarp? She's just carrying it around like a club, is that how she battles? Oh man I don't wanna battle that thing when it's a Gyrados, unless of course Romanov has evolved by then.

Apparently Prof. Tularosa knew they would all be there and other things as well, and what's more she was waiting for them. The professor's aide pulled a red curtain seemingly out of nowhere, set it up and he began to hear noises like something being set up. What have I gotten myself into? When the curtain opened there were red and pink devices on a table alongside trays of pokeballs. "Oh, pokedexes! Awesome!." They were all labeled and apparently the one the professor showed off was his, when she offered it to him he grabbed it with obvious excitement and pointed it at Romanov, it sprang to live and made noises. "Munchlax: the Big Eater pokemon; In it's deperation to eat, it forgets about the food it has hidden under it's fur." He looked closer at Romanov "You hide food underneath your fur?" The Munchlax looked back at him blankly for a moment and shrugged it's shoulders before pulling an oran berry out of it's fur and eating it. "Then why did I spend money at that restaurant? Aw you glutton." He gathered up the pokeballs from his tray and clipped them one by one on his belt with Romanov's, which he could recognize apart from the others because of the sticker of a drumstick on it.

When Jay received his visitor's pass he couldn't really stand to wait any longer. "Alright then, I'm off! I'll keep in touch from pokemon Centers professor, and thanks again! I know we're not exactly a group, but if anybody wants to go with me instead of on their own feel free!" With that he and Romanov dashed off, following signs towards the reserve. He didn't stop anywhere else, he had seen plenty of the town and it's enigmatic structure already. When he made it to the reserve he was surprised by the big grandiose wall with what appeared to be electrodes all over it. Strolling to the guard Jay offered his visitor's pass, the man took it and dipped his hat after the machine confirmed it was genuine. "Alright, you're good to go kid, good luck on your journey." The guard punched a code in on a console and the door opened, on his way in Jay waved back to the man while Romanov waddled ecstatically behind him. Alright I'm on my own pokemon journey! First I gotta catch a second pokemon, and then gyms-a-and contests and then the pokemon league! I won't let anything stop me!

LOCATION: SOUTHERN MAUVILLE DOCKS

A cool, refreshing breeze was blowing through the air, while beautiful, blue waves caressed the docks' legs. Mia was sound asleep on a hard and uncomfortable bench parked on the side of one of Mauville's many docks. It was surprisingly empty, with a few private boats on each side of her and a single Ferry docked at the end of the pier. The ferry was a large, white and blue ship, which was about to finish accepting passengers. Mia was supposed to board this boat around twenty minutes before, but instead of waking up like she wanted to, her mind decided that it'd be a better idea to keep sleeping. The ferry's whistle bellowed throughout the docks, waking her up immediately. She pushed herself off the bench, before glancing to the left of where she sat.

What Mia saw sparked her into action, quickly making sure she had everything she arrived with before speeding off towards the end of the pier. "Nonononono..." She muttered while running, hoping that the ship wouldn't get too far before she reached it. Unfortunately for her, the boat had gotten too far and she was too late. But Mia was determined to reach Fairnorth, so she stepped back about 10 metres to get a good run up. Because if the boat wasn't going to wait for her, then she was going to catch it. Her feet pushed against the wooden planks of the dock as Mia vigorously picked up speed. As soon as she reached the ledge Mia leapt straight into the ice cold water. Or would've.

As she jumped towards the water, two strong hands grabbed onto the back of her shirt, stopping her. "Are ya tryin to get yourself killed young lady?" A rough voice said, which she presumed was the one of the man who grabbed her. "What? How does going for a swim count as killing yourself?" She asked back, genuinely confused by what he said. The man struggled with the act of pulling Mia back up, but he remained silent until she was safely up. "First of all, the water is beyond cold, and second this particular pier just so happens to be a hotspot for those wanting to catch Carvanha. So ya would've frozen to death or been eaten alive." The man looked to be in his late 40's, with a stubble for a beard, a blue and white baseball cap and shirt.

"I guess I should thank you... I really wasn't trying to kill myself mister, I just needed to catch that boat and now..." The man's expression quickly changed when he heard that she was trying to swim to the boat that had just departed. It was changed from mild anger to laughter, he found what she was going to do absolutely hilarious. "Y'know kid your pretty alright, what's your name?" He asked, with tears still in his eyes. "I'm Mia Farrow, and you are?" She asked right back. "Ya can call me Doc... So, yer headin to Fairnorth, correct?" Doc said this in a much less snappy way compared to just about everything else he said. "If I didn't miss that boat, then yeah I would be." Mia didn't quite understand where he was going with this, but she answered his questions anyway. "Well, I've got this little fishin boat and although she isn't much of a beaut, I'm sure she'd be able to take ya there. So what do ya say?"

Mia responded with a very obvious yes and was led to a very... interesting fishing boat. It was about the size of two cars, but it was very crowded with ropes and nets literally everywhere around the ship. So, the two set sale for Fairnorth, eventually arriving about two hours after she was supposed to.

LOCATION: FAIRNORTH

Doc docked his boat, but it was only going to be for a very limited time. "And this is where I stop. Y'see, me and this place don't exactly like each other very much." Mia wanted to know what he meant by this, but it became apparent to her that he didn't want to talk about it. "See ya later, kid." He said, before starting his boat back up again. She attempted to say bye, but the engine cut her off. However, Mia didn't have the time to give him a proper farewell so she left for the town square in a hurry. The amount of people she saw increased immensely once she reached the square. It was almost as if there was some big event going on or something.

While roaming around the city centre, Mia got distracted by a cute little gift shop. Unfortunately, this stopped her from seeing the two individuals who stood in the clearing. Instead of being able to go around them or wait for them to move, Mia walked straight into them, knocking over the one with short black hair before falling onto her. "Oof..."She winced, before realising that she had fallen onto someone. She quickly picked herself back up, before offering to help the other girl up. "Sorry. I guess I didn't see you." Mia said as sincerely as possible.

Nami was expecting Professor Florence to be rather stern. However, Nami was quickly set at ease with her. She seemed to be cheerful, laughing frequently both at the other teens and her assistant. Nami was very impressed with the presentation of their Pokedex and Pokeballs. Nami reached for the box labeled with her name. There were six Pokeballs inside, one of which had a small flame insignia above the button. This must be the one with my Pokemon inside! she thought. Unable to contain her excitement, she quickly walked over to an unoccupied corner of the square, aimed the Pokeball at the ground, and pressed the button.

A burst of white light shot out from the ball, lighting the area a bit before coalescing into a solid form. Where just a second ago was nothing, there was now a small orange bird. "Torchic tor?" it said almost inquisitively.

Nami gasped. "A Torchic?! Aaaaww! You're so adorable!" she exclaimed. The Torchic really was adorable, with it's big eyes and little feathery crest. Pointing her new Pokedex at it, she pressed one of the more prominent buttons. The Pokedex began to speak, and a picture of a Torchic appeared on the screen. "Torchic, the Chick Pokemon. A fire burns inside, so it feels very warm to hug. It launches fireballs of 1,800 degrees F."

Nami's grin grew. That just made it more adorable. "Are you really that warm? Can I try hugging you?" she asked, not wanting to overstep her boundaries with her new partner. A fierce light shone in the Torchic's eyes for an instant, and it ruffled it's feathers. Clearly it didn't want a hug. "Please?" she insisted. Torchic ruffled more, then, slowly, unruffled and stepped closer. It nodded once.

Nami crouched, and slowly put her arms around the little bird. The feathers were extremely warm, as if Torchic had been lying in the sun for a few hours. While she was embracing him Torchic closed his eyes tightly, suffering through the contact. Trust it to his luck to get a touchy-feely person as his trainer.

Nami released the Torchic. The Pokemon opened it's eyes. Why were it's eyes closed? she thought, then dismissed the thought. Probably just a reflex. Leaving Torchic out of it's ball for the time being, she walked over to the Professor. She turned back before saying anything, checking to see if Torchic had followed her. It had, though it was moving slowly, as if it was dragging it's feet. "I just wanted to thank you before I leave," she said after turning back to the Professor. "So, thank you!"

She looked around the square. The young man who was here, the one with the Munchlax, ran off almost immediately, inviting anyone who wanted to to come with him. Nami frowned. She had noticed him looking at her while the Professor had been talking, and she wasn't sure what she thought of him yet. Better to go alone, she thought. The girl with the Magikarp also walked off. Nami didn't think she'd follow her either.

Nodding to the boy who had fallen down as she passed him, she made her way along the city streets, making sure to check frequently for her Torchic. It was always behind her, though slowly plodding along with her. At one point she offered to carry it, or him as she found out from her Pokedex shortly afterword. But he had stood up straight and shaken his head, getting that gleam in his eye, so she left him to his own devices.

After a while of walking, picking up a map after realizing she was lost, and more walking she had made it to the gate. The whole set-up was very intimidating, what with the guards and the huge wall. But she had steeled herself and walked through the gate. She passed through without incident, and the guards were very kind and helpful. She stepped though the other side of the gate, almost bursting with excitement. Today was the day she finally went on her journey!

After Mia heard how the girl sounded, she felt even guiltier for what she did. Did she give the girl brain damage? Is the poor girl going to suffer for the rest of her life because of one little accident caused by her own clumsiness? However, Proffesaur, which she can only guess is the other ladies name, didn't seem too worried about her. Instead, the two put up a bright red curtain right in front of her, as if they were preparing something to sell to her. Mia was about to leave the two, until what sounded like a construction crew coming from behind the curtain, convinced her stay. They were back there for quite a while, but now Mia had to find out what the racket was about.

"Hello, person we certainly did not forget about! You must be Mia, and these over here are your new best friends..."At this moment, Mia finally realised who she was talking two. It was not some eccentric woman named Proffesaur, but instead the eccentric professor of Hoenn, Professor Tularosa. And on the collapsible table that must've been placed by the two, was a box of equipment that was very clearly labelled, Mia. So many questions that she wanted to ask the professor nearly spilled out of her mouth, but she decided to avoid embarrassing herself for the time being. Dalia was also about to blurt something else, but the professor stopped her.

Professor Tularosa and the other girl stepped to the sides of the table, allowing Mia to take the box that had her name marked on it. She stared at it for a while, asking herself if she should open it now or later. She decided against it, holding it against her right side before saying, "If there's ever anyway I can repay you, please let me know... Bye!" And with that, she left for a more secluded area of the town. Eventually, she found an alleyway in between a restaurant and apartment complex. Straight after arriving here, she placed the box onto the ground and started to tear into it, leaving no corner of it unchecked. What she found both excited and confused her at the same time. Mia pulled out a completely ordinary Pokéball, a strange, pink and white electronic device and a key card to a place called 'the reserve'.

"I wonder what's inside you..." Mia quickly pressed down on the button on the side of the ball, which then dropped a pretty ugly fish in front of her. As soon as she did this, the other device lit up, sending out a voice message. "Feebas," It said, "The fish Pokémon. While Feebas's body is in tatters, it has a hardy and tenacious life force that enables it to live anywhere. However, this Pokémon is also slow and dim-witted, making it an easy catch." The 'entry' on the device left her speechless. "I came all this way for this thing... That's... disappointing. Oh we..." The dim-witted fish obviously didn't take too kindly to her comment. It flopped up into the air to give Mia a massive high-five to the face, ending it as gracefully as a fish can. He then started to give her a lecture, but she shut him up by putting him back into his ball.

A massive slap mark was now imprinted onto her face along with a few drops of water. "Not the best at a first impression, are we?" Mia sighed, putting everything but the electronic Pokémon index, the Fish's Pokéball and the card into her bag. Her next goal was to find the place that was written on the card. The 'reserve'... 'Maybe the Professor wants me to meet her there.' She thought, grabbing her bag while dumping the box in a nearby bin. The next twenty minutes of her life was just her hunt for the reserve. Eventually, she found its fancy glass doors (and security guards). Mia wasn't exactly sure what to do next, but after seeing her card the guard that was stood next to the Reserve's door ushered her in quickly.

Mikoto stood silently aside as Professor Tularosa, whose personality and attitude did not at all match her steely demeanor, pranced about with Dalia. Dalia herself was spewing what seemed like a mildly professional speech to coincide with the introduction of the children's journey supplies, but her harsh... what kind of accent was it? Something foreign; her foreign accent made her words cram together into one big garble that was all too difficult to comprehend. At least, that's how Mikoto saw it on the few hours of sleep he had gotten the night before. As the rest of the trainers picked up their supplies, Mikoto was handed his box of supplies. He opened it cautiously, knowing what was inside but still prepared for any sort of surprises. Being within the presence of someone like Dalia, for some reason, made him extremely hesitant to even look over his shoulder without expecting an ominous form of some sort to be growing from his shoulder blade. He couldn't reason with himself why such thoughts were blurring through his mind, but...

Peering inside, Mikoto viewed the same items everyone else received. As his finger tips gently lay across the top of the PokeBall marked with what looked like a scoop of chocolate ice cream with whipped cream, the ball popped open and a white light shot out of it faster than Mikoto could even remove his hand. The light settled atop Mikoto's halfway preened hair. In the light's place soon stood the brown form of an Eevee. Oh my... Professor Tularosa started to giggle at Mikoto's apparent affection with the Pokemon, even though he could hardly see it, but Mikoto instead frantically attempted to remove the small fox from his head, causing another minor scene in the crowd. Bystanders offered passing ogles at this odd happening: why was this young man trying to pry a pile of chocolate mousse from his head?

Eventually Mikoto grew tired of fooling around with this obnoxious creature and decided that he was doing more of the hair-ruining than the fox. He even came to reason that the creature was entirely harmless and resumed gathering his supplies, angrily shoving his visitor pass into his cardigan pocket, shoving his PokeDex into his backpack in such a way that Professor Tularosa could hear a snapping sound, but she could only assume Mikoto wouldn't have been so careless as to have broken it already. Right? In any case, Mikoto grabbed the Eevee's PokeBall. However, upon attempting to recall the fox, she moved her head out of the way of the ball's read laser. "G-get in your PokeBall!" Mikoto shouted, his impatience and annoyance building. The Eevee persisted in not returning to its ball, and Professor Tularosa, as she was finishing the clean-up of the cart, eventually advised Mikoto to just move along and leave Eevee be.

"This is such a pain."

Mikoto turned into the crowd and surged along the path toward the Reserve. His stomach started to grumble as he walked past small food carts placed conveniently to his left and right, within range of a few steps. Strangely enough, whenever he tried to veer of his intended course, the Eevee would latch onto and tug a clump of the messy side of Mikoto's hair. The first time, Mikoto cried out and slapped at the Eevee, but it bit his finger, throwing Mikoto far past annoyance and into absolute submission. Eventually, after some rather harsh conditioning by the odious fox, Mikoto reached the gate to the Reserve. He had little patience to wait for the security guard to verify his presence, so he quickly flashed the pass, hardly bothering to slow down. The guard hardly mustered a blink, so Mikoto walked on with little hesitation. Just moments of walking through the shorter grass of the Reserve, Mikoto's ears perked up at the raucous calls of the residents of the forest.

Jeff stepped into the forest and immediately was in such awe of it's beauty he payed no attention to the door closing behind him whatsoever. He took a couple of steps forward before realizing nobody was behind him he shrugged. Oh well, better pick of the litter for me so to speak, what a great opportunity! I just became a trainer and right off the bat I have a chance to catch a pokemon that probably can't be found anywhere else in the world. Better choose carefully though, I heard if you catch more than one pokemon in here some psychotic lady will punt you into the ocean to be devoured by her personal army of Sharpedo and Carvanha.

After a few minutes of walking Jeff heard a strange noise and looked around wondering what it was, it sounded kind of like "Reee-owl!" When he found the source of the noise his eyes lit up and he imagined they'd be sparkling if someone were to look at him, at his feet was an adorable (At least he thought it was adorable) little green worm like pokemon with huge eyes. "A Caterpie! Aw your a cool little guy aren'tcha?" He extended his index finger and poked the Caterpie on it's soft little white belly, it was so squishy and it rolled onto it's back, making noises that sounded friendly to Jeff. "Hey buddy, you wanna come with me? Don't worry I don't need to catch ya, we'll just walk together a bit." The Caterpie made another happy noise and Jay lowered his hand, allowing the little bug pokemon to crawl up his arm and onto his shoulder.

Continuing to explore everything Jay began to whistle a happy tune to himself, everything was going great, he had already made a new friend, the place was beautiful and nothing had gone wrong. Suffice it to say, he jinxed it. Moments later there was a rustling noise and another worm-thing fell out of a tree just as he looked up, and covered his eyes. "Hey! I kinda need a certain amount of empty space in front of me to see where I'm going, come on it was already dim in hear, get of-ah!" His foot hit a root just right to snag itself and he face-worm-planted right into the forest floor. He got up and noticed he could finally see again, he looked down to see his aggressor had been a Weedle...and it was pissed off at being slammed into the ground. Romanov was snapped out of it's trance of smelling all the smells in the forest that could be smelled...smellishly and offered the angry bug pokemon an apple. The Weedle looked at Romanov for a moment before smacking the apple out of his hand and shaking it's head like it was going to sting him, the Munchlax was not daunted for a moment though and proceeded to lick the Weedle's face in a big exaggerated motion. It immediately froze up and fell over sideways, leaving room for Jeff and Romanov to keep on walking.

"You are one tough little Caterpie, I'm glad you weren't scared by that Weedle or my little spill." Jeff's new little friend had merely jumped from his shoulder when he fell and neatly landed on Romanov's head, where it still remained, Romanov didn't mind at all, in fact he and the Caterpie were playing their own little games as they walked. Jeff wasn't whistling anymore, now he just listened to the noises of the forest, they were so relaxing he almost walked into a tree before he realized the creek he had been following veered off to the left. Looking around he noticed a rocky little path leading upwards into some mountains and decided he was ready for a change of scenery. "A little hiking would be good for us, what'do you guys think?" "Munch!" Romanov and the Caterpie both nodded their heads and eagerly followed Jay up the mountain path.

It wasn't too long before Jay decided he had made a mistake in choosing a rocky hike over more beautiful forest, not only was he getting a little tired from going up, everything was so much more uniform and bland on the mountain. Jeff found out just how wrong he was when he reached a flat area that was completely open one side, affording a beautiful bird's-eye view of the forest. Jeff's ogling of the reserve as if it were a beautiful woman was cut short when he realized that the path stopped at the cliff, he'd have to go all the way back down, but he had bigger things to worry about when something rock-like smacked violently into the back of his head, he turned and saw a little green pokemon with a large crest on top of it's head land back on the floor and look at him angrily. "Lar, Lar! Larvitar!" It shook it's fist at him and made it very clear it didn't like him. Jeff's smile froze on his face, it wouldn't leave but the psychotic overtones his eyes acquired made his anger all too clear. "That was the second time today a pokemon has hit my head...and this time it shall not go unpunished."

After gently placing the Caterpie back on the floor and setting his backpack next to it for shelter Jeff set his jaw grimly and looked at his partner. "Alright Romanov, you ready for our first battle?" The Munchlax raised it's hand into the air. "Lax!" As soon as the Larvitar realized it's challenge was accepted it wasted no time in going on the offensive, luckily for Jeff Romanov wasn't brand new to him so he knew his moves without checking the pokedex. "Romanov, counter it!" Romanov's body took on an orange aura and it stood resolute as the Larvitar ran up and sank it's fangs into his shoulder. Romanov weathered the pain and then punched Larvitar in the side of the head with twice as much force as the bite and sent it reeling. It wasn't down and out yet but the Larvitar was already damaged substantially, with counter being a fighting type move it really hurt the Larvitar 4 times as much as the bite. The little rock type was too tenacious though and nowhere near ready to give up yet. It yelled and various grains of sediment began to swirl around violently, buffeting Jeff's skin and damaging Romanov a little bit, as well as damaging their visibility.

Romanov took the initiative for once and began waggling his finger back and forth until it began to glow. The Larvitar had no idea that Romanov was actually using an attack and began to throw large rocks at the Munchlax. Right before the rocks could impact their target, Romanov's eyes began to glow and the rocks stopped in their tracks before flying back at their source. Larvitar got suspicious as soon as the rocks stopped and was easily prepared to dodge the attack when it was sent back at it. Before Jeff could give Romanov another order the Larvitar shot them a look so full of malice that the hair on the back of Jeff's neck stood at attention and they both froze long enough for the Larvitar to slam into Romanov full force and knock it off balance as well as inflicting heavy damage.

The Munchlax was getting sore from the battering of the sandstorm and with the hit he took next Jeff was worried Romanov wouldn't last much longer. But a moment later he pulled a Sitrus Berry out from underneath his fur and swallowed it whole, perking up and looking ready to fight once again. "When did you? Oh nevermind, okay Romanov, use Metronome again!" After another moment of silly finger-waggling the light from Romanov's fingertips covered his whole hand and he ran at the Larvitar to unleash the Mega Punch. The Larvitar charged at his opponent as well and the two met in a huge impact before getting into a power struggle. The Larvitar had more raw strength and was slowly winning until Jay thought back to how Romanov had caught the Weedle off guard earlier and decided to go for it. "Romanov, lick it's face!" The Larvitar lifted it's fist to knock Romanov off balance again and get the advantage when it's opponent opened his mouth and dragged a big slobbery tongue across it's face, surprising it so utterly that Romanov had time to jump back and make some distance. The Larvitar seemed particularly insulted by the dirty trick and as soon as it realized what happened it charged at the Munchlax one last time. "Alright Romanov, give it another Counter!" Romanov assumed it's defensive position and waited for the Larvitar to get near him before moving smoothly and throwing it with it's own momentum into a rock wall. Larvitar began to get up before it's arm vibrated for a second and then refused to move, the lick had paralyzed it! Seeing his opportunity Jay pulled a pokeball off of his belt and tapped the button to enlarge it before tossing it at the pokemon. "Go, Pokeball! Man I've been waiting a long time to say that." The pokeball hit it's target square in the head, opening and seemingly converting Larvitar into light particles before absorbing them and snapping shut again. It hit the floor and began rocking back and forth, button flashing red all the while with Jeff and Romanov watching excitedly.

The inharmonious sounds of nature - the boisterous call of the birds, the incessant buzzing of the nearby tree-stuck insects - were all around Mikoto as he made his way past the entrance of the forest and into a deeper, darker section of the reserve. The light spread of trees were beginning to turn to thicket, and the ground was becoming dank and moist beneath Mikoto's feet to almost the point of becoming grassy mud. The unbecoming texture of the soil was even less forgiving as multiple Rattata zipped across Mikoto's path, causing him to jump back or the side, his heavy footing splashing unmentionably odorous liquid onto the boy's shoes and jeans. The disdain written across Mikoto's face was not at all unrecognizable, as it might have been the same type of expression he would give everytime the fox on his head would stir and cause problems. Then again, after it was released from its ball, the Pokemon seemed to have either fallen asleep on Mikoto's head or outright stopped breathing, as he could hardly tell its presence. Mikoto reached up and immediately felt the soft fur of the fox Pokemon. Resting his hand on its small body, he closed his eyes and felt its heartbeat strum through his hand, giving off an almost tangible warm glow. A smile etched itself into Mikoto's face. Regardless of this, Mikoto was still unhappy with his clothing situation!

The boy proceeded on his path. Soon enough, the annoying disturbances around him had almost completely ceased, and sunlight was beginning to creep back into his vicinity, lighting the path in front of him ever so slightly as he moved along. Eventually he reached an area where the trees were even more scarce and the path turned from a rolling green pasture to dust and smoky gray gravel. Thankfully, Mikoto's eyes hardly had to adjust to the sudden flood of sunlight, as what was peeking through the trees in the forest was minimal at best, as the mountains towering above just yards ahead weren't very good at reflecting light. Mikoto kept his pace as he looked around, surveying his surroundings. The trees seemed to arc around to his left and right as they connected with the cliff face, as if the mountains were surrounded on all sides by trees at some point. Taking mental note of all this, Mikoto started his ascension up the mountain via a gravel path.

Upon walking for a solid fifteen minutes, Mikoto stumbled upon a slope that dropped down next to a sparkling lake. The sunlight reflecting off the surface of the water practically blinded Mikoto as he descended down the slope, but in any case Mikoto wanted to take a breather. Before he could even think of sitting down near the edge of the water, his, and the Eevee's, ears perked up at a obstreperous crashing sound. A quick turn of the head revealed that something had caused a mini avalanche of rocks to drop from far higher upon the mountain to his left. A small green form suddenly erupted from the pile of rocks and landed gracefully against the face of the mountain, sliding down at an exceptionally quick speed. Mikoto sprang up without warn, the Eevee falling off his head and nearly into the lake just inches away. The green form came to an abrupt halt yards from Mikoto, just where the lake began to turn an awkward, oval-ish curve. Mikoto's eyes adjusted to the green figure, and he fell to his knees, hands clapping together.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, what an sickeningly adorable Pokemon!" The Pokemon's red eyes simply stared in disinterest at Mikoto who was absolutely enchanted by the little thing. Mikoto hurriedly reached around in his bag for his PokeDex, but before he could even think of retrieving it amongst his hair care supplies, the Pokemon was rushing at him at an insane speed. Mikoto's expression turned grave and serious, and he quickly turned to the Eevee. "Eevee, you should really use Synchronoise as soon as possible!" With every word his confidence was dissipating as the Pokemon was charging him at an ever increasing speed. The Eevee darted in front of Mikoto and lowered its trunk, pointing its tail outward in the direction of the opposing Pokemon. The cream colored portion of the fox's tail started to glow a pale pink color, and a ring of intermingling pink, yellow, and blue lights shot from the tail. The small green form jumped into the air, and spun around at a blinding speed, a torrent of sand discharging from its body. Despite the Pokemon's attempt to deflect the rings of energy, it was soon bound by the rings and dropped to the ground.

At that moment, Mikoto was fumbling around for a PokeBall and analyzing the Pokemon with his PokeDex. In a robotic voice, the PokeDex read, "Larvitar, the Rock Skin Pokemon. A Larvitar is born deep under the ground, and it must eat its way through the soil above and reach the surface for it to see its parents' faces. Once it has achieved this feat and commenced to devouring an entire mountain, it may return to its slumber to proceed to grow." Mikoto stood and watched as the rings finally constricted once more and evaporated around the Pokemon. Larvitar, huh? What a magnificent Pokemon... It would be a huge shame if I couldn't catch it. "Eevee, use Tackle!"

The Eevee dashed forward swiftly, ramming its head into the Larvitar. The Larvitar, despite having showcased an immense amount of stamina, strength, and speed before as it toppled the mountain face, seemed to only be able to muster a feint and then used Bite on the Eevee's tail! The fox shrieked in pain and shook off the Pokemon, lobbing it into the water. Mikoto took this opportunity to give his PokeBall a quick look of longing, and tossed it throw the air. It sailed downward, tapped the floating Larvitar on its horn, and sucked the form in through a misty white light. Eevee sat tending to its injured tail, as Mikoto's excitement toward his first possible capture heightened.

Jeff stared in horror as the Larvitar he was battling dived off of the cliff he had been admiring only minutes earlier directly after breaking out of the pokeball. Am I that horrible? Falling down a mountain is better than being around me? He found himself jumping after the little green pokemon, but he didn't get far before he stopped and banged against the rock wall, Romanov had grabbed him by the scruff, shaking it's head and uttering a single "Munch." After getting back to safety he realized how stupid he had been. "You're right buddy, I'm no rock pokemon, hell I'm not even much of a tough human, but we can't just leave it to die! Sorry but I can't let you slow me down right now." He tapped Romanov lightly with his pokeball to keep him safe and zipped back in the direction they came, picking up his backpack with the Caterpie along the way.

Jay's trip back down the part of the mountain was a lot faster than his trip up, but going down is ALWAYS more dangerous than up, and he was being a lot less careful this time around. Numerous times he slipped and tumbled but he never stopped, if he fell he just got a running start on his way back up, he was covered in dirt and bruises by the time he got back down but he didn't care. Even if I can't have you I'm not just gonna let you hurt yourself because you don't like me. He ran frantically through the forest, not bothering to take the sights, sounds or smells in this time until he realized something. What are you doing? You have no idea where it would have landed. Only moments later his ears twitched and he heard the sound of battle. "Could it be?" He sprinted in the direction of the sounds without anymore hesitation.

It wasn't long before Jay found the source of the noise, it was indeed the Larvitar he failed to catch, and it was battling another person. "No wait you don't understand! That Larvitar is hurt! You can't just attack it without giving it a chance to rest first!" He shouted, but to no avail, the other trainer couldn't hear him over the battle itself, and before Jay could get close enough to stop him, the Larvitar was tossed into the water, which must have hurt considering it was a rock type AND a ground type, before being hit by a pokeball for the second time in a day. Jeff realized who the trainer was after looking at him for a moment and was panting heavily when he finally reached him. "No...Mikoto you don't...huff...you don't understand, I already beat that Larvitar and it fell all the way down the mountain, it's...hoo man I uh...it must be badly injured, and on top of that you just threw it into the water, we...we gotta give it something or it might die I...I..." Jeff found he couldn't speak anymore without taking a breather, so he used what energy he had to push his occupied pokeball off his belt and release Romanov.

Having listened to everything, the little Munchlax was excited to prove how smart it was and ruffled through it's fur for a few seconds before pulling out another Sitrus berry. Where does he get those? I don't even think I saw any Sitrus Plants around here. Romanov walked over to the pokeball rocking on the floor and shook the berry in the air shouting. "Lax! munch-Munch-Lax!" The humans of course had no idea what his gobbledeeguk meant but if they were pokemon they would have heard. "Hey, Feisty girl, there's a delicious berry out here for you! And I stole it from that jerk who wanted you, it would just stick in his craw if YOU ate it after snubbing him like that."