Verseity
Mykea
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- Seen May 20, 2018
His brother Nick and his mom left for Kalos, while he and his dad left for Unova. That was at age eight. He had made friends while he was in Hoenn, and why were they moving to another region? Why weren't they moving together? Or at least nearby? Something about cheating. Or not working hard enough to support the family. Something like that. Just plain noise neither of them cared about as little eight-year-old children.
Divorce sucked.
At first, their parents were hesitant to keep contact with one another. But after stomping their feet and demanding – no that's my brother, you can't take him away! They sighed, recoiling what little anger they had against each other and released it in private when they met up once a year in Hoenn. Where it all began. Neither of them were comfortable letting the other see their new living arrangements, but that was fine. It was only two years away before they got to be pokemon Trainers, and that meant they could do whatever they wanted.
When they got to the point where they conquered their region's leagues – they travel to another region, this time, together, and their parents couldn't separate them no matter what.
Today, Tyler Adams was ten-years-old. Today, he was getting a pokemon of his very own. Today- he would show the world what he was capable of all by himself. Brother or not, watch out world – The Adams are not people you should mess with.
. .
"Ah! Mr. Adams. I was wondering when you'd show up." Professor Juniper, someone his cousin Ivy boasted about very much – as she was the only female Pokémon Professor who was registered as a sponsor to trainers. Tyler could see how that was cool, and he respected badass female leaders. Especially girls that battled. It wasn't that he didn't like Contest Spectaculars or anything – he just found them too showy for his own personal liking.
"I just got off the phone with my brother. Sorry if I'm late."
Professor Juniper nodded. "That's fine. All the starters are here for when you're ready. Take your time choosing, a starter is very important."
Tyler nodded, and went over to the counter that displayed the three Unovian Starters. Oshawott, snivy, and tepig. "I think I know which one I want. I've been preparing for this journey for my whole life, and back and forth my brother and I have been debating which starter is the best."
"Oh? Is that so?" The female Professor smiled, curious at how analytical this new trainer was.
"And well. All three are good. But personally, for what's going to benefit me the most is snivy. It's grass typing can do so much as electric cant damage it."
Juniper nodded. "That's true. You've certainly thought this out. Elsa is a problem for Trainers who rely solely on water-types."
Tyler shuddered. Elsa. The beautiful model of Unova. When he first found out she was pretty much the opposite of Wattson he wondered how old she was, as she rocked whatever look she was in. He wondered how strong she really was, and if she was going to be a real challenge for him? He heard online that with each member of her team had the move Volt Switch, which he looked up he realized it was going to be a pain in the ass to counter if he didn't have a proper Ground-Type by that time.
Tyler shook his head. "I'll be fine." Smiling, he walked up to the Grass-Starter. "Hi. My name is Tyler. I was wondering if you'd like to be my Starter Pokémon?" Squeezing the strap of his messenger back tightly, Tyler breathed, this was the moment of Truth. Would their Ideals clash at this time? Or would his patience and planning all be for nothing. "I'd really like it if you came with me, snivy."
Snivy looked up at the burnet. Somewhat unimpressed by the boy's shaky frame. If this this human wanted to impress them – they were doing a poor job so far. They seemed weak, and frail. Someone that could easily be shifted from their motives and swayed from the Truth. They didn't look like a native Unovian, if anything he had no idea where they were from but judging by his current appearance the boy was a wreck. Should he take pity on the human? What benefits would come from a pokemon Journey anyway?
He didn't want to be used as a tool. So, why. Why would he be willingly be used by a trainer- who had no experience and could easily be swayed? What was the point? Yet, he wanted to be strong. That snivy knew. He wasn't the strongest in the wild, leaving the nest early and fighting against many different pokemon that tried to claim his territory without permission. It was stupid, how weak he was. The grass-type clenched his fists, and glared into the human child's eyes.
'Make me strong.'
Tyler's head popped up and looked around. He heard a voice – but from where? Was it from the Professor? "Did you say something Professor Juniper?"
"No, I didn't…" The Pokemon researcher looked in distain. She looked around the room to find the source of the noise, as snivy charged at the boy with two vines coming from it's shoulders, letting out a full-on war-cry. "No attacking trainers!"
'If you want to prove to me, then show me what you're worth, human!'
The other starters scattered from the scene. Snivy jumped down from the table, waving a hand. 'Fight me. Come.'
"You want me to fight you?" Tyler asked, puzzled. A pokemon fighting a human? Was that even a thing? Wasn't there a law against that?
"I'm sorry Tyler- this snivy was wild-caught and isn't trained. I'll recall it – "
Tyler held up a hand. "No!" He crouched down. "If it's a fight you want, then it's a fight you'll get. If that's what it means to be your trainer. Sure, I could wait for another starter to be ordered in, but I want you – I want to go on my journey today. I'm not letting Nicky get ahead start."
Tyler's eyes flared, so did snivy's. Determination filled their souls.
"Let me just set this down." Tyler set down his messenger-styled bag. "And this." He placed his hat on the floor next to his bag, neat and tidy.
Thank Arceus he's clean, thought snivy as he watched the human's movements.
"Snivy, I don't want to hurt you. But if you want to fight, that's fine." Tyler stood up and showed his head high. "We start when you want to."
Professor Juniper sighs. "Fine, but you two stop when I say stop. I don't want any aggression showcased here. Understood?"
Snivy glared at the Professor, the Professor gave a stern glare back. Yet, he humbly nodded.
"You ready?" Tyler asked snivy, who nodded, and charged up an attack.
It was Iron Tail! Snivy slammed into Tyler, making him push back twelve feet. Tyler caught snivy's metallic tail and slammed the grass-type to the ground. "Come on, show me what you've got snivy!" Tyler bent down, rubbing his knees. Snivy growled in frustration, charging up the next attack.
Snivy charged up a Pursuit. This time, Tyler dodged it. "I used to wrestle all the time with my twin-brother. So, this is a cakewalk."
Snivy clicked his tongue, so the human had some moves. But he was a pokemon, he battled for a living. Just then snivy used Vine Whip to trip up Tyler, he succeeded, and proceeded to land an Iron Tail into his stomach- when Tyler blocked the metallic tail with his arm.
Snivy's eyes went wide. How did he manage – since when?
"Impressed yet?"
'He's good.' Snivy couldn't react as he was slammed back into a table, his tail's power dying down. 'Better than I thought, and ouch, that hurt a little.'
Tyler sat up, looking over at snivy. "Are you okay?"
Snivy rubbed the back of his head, wincing. "Sni." He replied back for confirmation. Tyler grinned. After trying to stand up, but then falling down, snivy was caught in Tyler's arms. Tyler laughed. "Sni?" Snivy looked up at the human he just fought, confused.
"Guess we over did it, huh? Sorry about that."
"Well, no one seriously got hurt, so you're okay for now." Professor Juniper sighed, shaking her head.
"Do you want to come with me, Snivy? I promise I can teach you to be strong, and help you grow. What do you say?"
I don't want to be a tool.
Yet, I want to be strong.
Stronger than others who have fallen before me.
My Truth & Ideals will not be swayed.
And they are not – but perhaps- this is a compromise.
Snivy smiled slightly, pushing back his new human friend's hand with his paw, and held out his own to give him a thumbs-up. "Sni!"
But yes. I'll travel beside you. Even if it's for now. Human.
. . .
Tyler said goodbye to his dad, texted his brother and his mom, and set off from Aspertia City. Today he was going to change the world and show them what he was made of.
. . .
Making his way onto Route 19, it was bustling with wild pokemon. He gaped in delight as he saw so many different kinds of pokemon fly and rustle about. He wanted to catch one, but first he needed to get his priorities straight. He had a plan, but first he needed to understand what kind of team he wanted. So, he dug out his pokedex and released snivy. The grass-lizard pokemon looked up at his trainer curiously as he fiddled with the electric device, and smiled.
"I need to scan you to see what moves you know, snivy." He said, bending down. "This will give me a better opportunity to build a team best suited to your moves, stats, etc."
Snivy nodded. So, it seemed the human had done some planning after all. Good for him. "Sni."
This Snivy is Male and is level 10. Its ability is Overgrow. It powers-up grass-type moves when it's in a pinch! Its moves are Tackle, Leer, Vine Whip, Iron Tail, Magical Leaf, Pursuit, Aqua Tail, Knock Off, Giga Drain, and Wrap.
Tyler gaped at the move-pool. Not only did snivy know a steel-type move which would be handy for coverage against ground-types, it knew a water-type move! "How on Earth did you learn Aqua Tail, snivy?" Snivy looked up with a slight glare. Tyler rubbed the back of his head, yet he was happy his starter had such an expansive move-set early on, that would limit how much time it took training and more time leveling up. "Never mind, you can't answer anyway." Tyler smiled and tucked the pokedex back in his pocket. "Wanna catch a pokemon?"
"Sni."
"We should catch a flying-type, since it'll have good coverage against bug and grass."
Snivy nodded, and there they set off looking for a pidove. One of the regional flying-types. Sure, it wasn't much to choose from considering other regions had at lest two or three birds, but pidove could get them the places they needed to be, even though it wasn't the most powerful flying-type out there. Tyler let snivy wander as he searched the trees, searching for the perfect specimen to catch. He wanted a strong one, one that would fare well in battle and not get knocked out in two hits. Plus, he didn't want to waste his time training it when snivy was so op-as is.
Just then, something fast swooped down and hit Tyler in the head, knocking off his hat. "What the?" Tyler looked up – and gaped wider than a magikarp. It was a pidove! "That's what we need! Snivy, get ready for battle!" Snivy immediately got into a battle stance, there wasn't much Tyler could do since he knew he only had one pokemon. But this was it – this was going to be his first capture. "When it gets close, use Aqua Tail."
A bad thing was that Tyler didn't ask snivy how experienced he was using some of his moves. Oh well. This was a good place to learn that. When pidove swooped down in for- was that a Night Slash? Holy crap! It's fast! Snivy charged up an Aqua Tail and jumped, landing a hit in mid-air, making the bird pokemon lose its balance while in flight. While the Pokemon was falling, snivy charged up another attack through Tyler's orders.
"Use Pursuit!"
Before pidove could stand, snivy landed a hit on pidove, sending it back three feet. Tyler readied his pokeball, and then threw it. About three seconds passed, and with three wriggles the pokemon was encapsulated tightly in the device. Tyler smiled, walking over to pick up his newly-captured pokemon. He was literally cheering and jumping up and down on the inside, but remained his cool just in case others were watching.
'I – no. We did it. We managed to catch a pokemon! Together!'
Tyler grinned, releasing the pidove. It immediately attacked him.
"Ouch! Hey!" Snivy got ready to fight, when Tyler reached in his bag slowly for an Oran Berry. "Here. Take this." He held out the Berry in hopes the bird would accept it. "We fought and won fair and square. Now, you're apart of my team. I would like you to join me on my journey so I can be the Champ. Waddya say, pidove?" Tyler smiled as the pigeon looked oddly at the berry. "It's just an Oran Berry, you eat these in the wild."
Pidove decided nothing was harmful about it, and gobbled it down, liking it, it sung. "Great! Anyway, my name is Tyler. I'm ten-years-old. My dream is to become Champion of Unova, so that way my brother Nicky and I can travel to a region together by ourselves without our parents breathing down our necks."
Snivy looked at his trainer, he hadn't mentioned anything about his family before, aside from his father, which he had shown the grass-type to before leaving. He had a brother? Where was he if he wasn't in Unova? "Sni." Snivy prodded Tyler's leg, wanting to hear more.
"You wanna hear about my brother?"
Snivy nodded, pidove also leaned in with interest. Pokemon didn't associate familial bonds very often, especially not wild pokemon. They fought to become strong and better than their siblings and parents, and when they were old enough they left the nest. Pokemon matured differently from humans, a one-year-old pokemon depending on its species may be considered old enough to be considered an adult. Again, depending.
"I have a twin brother. He's my best friend. We were born and raised in Hoenn. My parents got a divorce. It's when two humans decide to split, I guess pokemon don't know this because it's either they mate for life or they just mate to survive huh? Well, a divorce is when they don't wanna be together anymore." Tyler shuddered, snivy and pidove's faces were distraught. No. They didn't know, bird-pokemon mate for life, and snivy mate to survive. They had no clue how human marriage worked.
"Dad and I moved to Unova, and mom and Nick – my brother – moved to Kalos." Tyler sighed, rubbing his hair back so it wasn't falling in his face. "Nick and I planned to conquer the Hoenn region together, become champions, but our parents took it away from us. Now, we're proving to them we can defy their rules even if it means being apart."
Tyler grinned, giving his new partners a thumbs-up. Both pokemon gaped, how could he be so cheerful after he was near-tears a moment ago? It was astounding, this human. How he managed to turn his emotions around like a drop of a pin. He was something else. Something else, and they were wondering if that was a good thing or not.
"Maa," Tyler rubbed his head trying to ignore the awkward silence. "Let's forget about that sappy talk, alright? Journeys are supposed to be fun! "Anyway. I need to scan your moves, pidove. That'll give me a better understanding how to train you, okay?"
Pidove nodded as Tyler took out his pokedex. "Let's see now…"
Pidove. The Tiny Pigeon pokemon. This Pidove is male, and is lv. 10. Its ability is Super Luck and increases the critical hit ratio by one stage. Pidove's moves are: Gust, Growl, Leer, Night Slash, Steel Wing, and Heat Wave.
"Awesome moves, pidove!" Tyler whistled, tucking the pokedex back into his pocket. "By the way, do you guys want nicknames? It's weird just calling you by your species name."
"Sni." Snivy nodded. Giving an OK to his trainer.
"Coo!"
Tyler smiled. "Right. For pidove, how about… Gale."
Pidove and snivy looked at each other, then nodded and pidove trilled.
"Great! For snivy, how about Blade? As in Leaf Blade? That's a move you can learn."
Snivy thought about it for some moments, then nodded his head in agreement. "Sni."
"Great! Glad to have you two aboard!"
"Young man," Tyler's head shot up at the strange new voice. "That was quite the battle. Even if it was to capture a small pidove. I was quite impressed!"
What he had not expected was the voice to belong to the great Champion Alder! "You're Alder! Unova's Champion!"
"Former Champion." He smiled but waved a hand. "Two years-ago, I passed the torch to some one else more deserving than me." The redheaded man gave out a loud laugh, Tyler stared in awe as if he were a kid again. Well, he was still a kid, but it was like meeting a superhero from the comic books for the first time. Though truth be hold super-heroes' didn't exist, but Champions like Alder did.
"Who's the Champion now?" Tyler asked, agape slightly.
"That, young man. Is a secret. She doesn't like being out in the limelight very much, so keep that in mind if you meet her." Alder winked, and Tyler nodded. "What are your plans so far? Where are you headed next? Or do you plan on just riding where the wind tells you?" Alder laughed, Tyler smiled and nodded.
"I have everything mostly planned out. I know I'll need a ground-type for Elsa, I'll need my snivy and possibly a water-type for Clay, for Burgh I'll need a fire type or a flying type, which I'm good at. So, my TEAM is planned out. What I plan on doing with that- I want to be Champion!" Tyler gave a thumbs-up, both of his pokemon strutted and Alder grinned. This kid was something else!
"That's good you have a plan. The League is pretty though. What was your drive to become Champion, if I may ask?"
"My brother. He's my twin, and – he and I were separated at eight due to our parent's divorce. He went to Kalos, and I went to Unova with dad while he went with mom." Tyler sighed, looking down a bit, he didn't like going on about his dysfunctional family- as he'd hoped their wins would bring them all somewhat closer together. "I'm not delusional. I know they're broken up for good, but I want them to just stop fighting… At least a little. So, we can meet up in the same region for once in peace?" Again, he sighed, then shook his head. "Sorry, I shouldn't be bothering you with this."
"No. It's fine. When a family splits, it's hard on everyone. You have admirable goals set in stone, keep that in mind when you're facing the League." Alder scratched his chin, but noticed the boy was still looking down. He noticed this, and did a similar thing he did with his own grandson when he was down. He placed a rough hand on his head, and rubbed his hair. "For now, don't worry about your parents, they've got their own problems. Focus on having fun and enjoying yourself! The world is endless and full of possibilities." Alder removed his hand from the boy's head. "There are just too many places in the region to explore to not have a call for adventure. That's why we're called the Melting Pot of the world, y'know."
"Uh! I'll do my best!" Tyler clutched his hands tight to his chest, and his pokemon beside him smiled. "I wanna go to Floccesy Ranch though. There are so pokemon I want to catch there…" The boy looked in the direction of the wind's breeze- which was blowing towards the ranch. Which happened to be Alder's hometown. Floccey Town.
"Well, stop by my mansion in Floccey Town if you have time. I'll give you some tips on how to train your pokemon that you just caught, alright?" And with that, Alder took his leave.
"Uh!"
Wait…
"Mansion!?"
Also posted on Ao3 - https://archiveofourown.org/works/13522614/chapters/31018467
Divorce sucked.
At first, their parents were hesitant to keep contact with one another. But after stomping their feet and demanding – no that's my brother, you can't take him away! They sighed, recoiling what little anger they had against each other and released it in private when they met up once a year in Hoenn. Where it all began. Neither of them were comfortable letting the other see their new living arrangements, but that was fine. It was only two years away before they got to be pokemon Trainers, and that meant they could do whatever they wanted.
When they got to the point where they conquered their region's leagues – they travel to another region, this time, together, and their parents couldn't separate them no matter what.
Today, Tyler Adams was ten-years-old. Today, he was getting a pokemon of his very own. Today- he would show the world what he was capable of all by himself. Brother or not, watch out world – The Adams are not people you should mess with.
. .
"Ah! Mr. Adams. I was wondering when you'd show up." Professor Juniper, someone his cousin Ivy boasted about very much – as she was the only female Pokémon Professor who was registered as a sponsor to trainers. Tyler could see how that was cool, and he respected badass female leaders. Especially girls that battled. It wasn't that he didn't like Contest Spectaculars or anything – he just found them too showy for his own personal liking.
"I just got off the phone with my brother. Sorry if I'm late."
Professor Juniper nodded. "That's fine. All the starters are here for when you're ready. Take your time choosing, a starter is very important."
Tyler nodded, and went over to the counter that displayed the three Unovian Starters. Oshawott, snivy, and tepig. "I think I know which one I want. I've been preparing for this journey for my whole life, and back and forth my brother and I have been debating which starter is the best."
"Oh? Is that so?" The female Professor smiled, curious at how analytical this new trainer was.
"And well. All three are good. But personally, for what's going to benefit me the most is snivy. It's grass typing can do so much as electric cant damage it."
Juniper nodded. "That's true. You've certainly thought this out. Elsa is a problem for Trainers who rely solely on water-types."
Tyler shuddered. Elsa. The beautiful model of Unova. When he first found out she was pretty much the opposite of Wattson he wondered how old she was, as she rocked whatever look she was in. He wondered how strong she really was, and if she was going to be a real challenge for him? He heard online that with each member of her team had the move Volt Switch, which he looked up he realized it was going to be a pain in the ass to counter if he didn't have a proper Ground-Type by that time.
Tyler shook his head. "I'll be fine." Smiling, he walked up to the Grass-Starter. "Hi. My name is Tyler. I was wondering if you'd like to be my Starter Pokémon?" Squeezing the strap of his messenger back tightly, Tyler breathed, this was the moment of Truth. Would their Ideals clash at this time? Or would his patience and planning all be for nothing. "I'd really like it if you came with me, snivy."
Snivy looked up at the burnet. Somewhat unimpressed by the boy's shaky frame. If this this human wanted to impress them – they were doing a poor job so far. They seemed weak, and frail. Someone that could easily be shifted from their motives and swayed from the Truth. They didn't look like a native Unovian, if anything he had no idea where they were from but judging by his current appearance the boy was a wreck. Should he take pity on the human? What benefits would come from a pokemon Journey anyway?
He didn't want to be used as a tool. So, why. Why would he be willingly be used by a trainer- who had no experience and could easily be swayed? What was the point? Yet, he wanted to be strong. That snivy knew. He wasn't the strongest in the wild, leaving the nest early and fighting against many different pokemon that tried to claim his territory without permission. It was stupid, how weak he was. The grass-type clenched his fists, and glared into the human child's eyes.
'Make me strong.'
Tyler's head popped up and looked around. He heard a voice – but from where? Was it from the Professor? "Did you say something Professor Juniper?"
"No, I didn't…" The Pokemon researcher looked in distain. She looked around the room to find the source of the noise, as snivy charged at the boy with two vines coming from it's shoulders, letting out a full-on war-cry. "No attacking trainers!"
'If you want to prove to me, then show me what you're worth, human!'
The other starters scattered from the scene. Snivy jumped down from the table, waving a hand. 'Fight me. Come.'
"You want me to fight you?" Tyler asked, puzzled. A pokemon fighting a human? Was that even a thing? Wasn't there a law against that?
"I'm sorry Tyler- this snivy was wild-caught and isn't trained. I'll recall it – "
Tyler held up a hand. "No!" He crouched down. "If it's a fight you want, then it's a fight you'll get. If that's what it means to be your trainer. Sure, I could wait for another starter to be ordered in, but I want you – I want to go on my journey today. I'm not letting Nicky get ahead start."
Tyler's eyes flared, so did snivy's. Determination filled their souls.
"Let me just set this down." Tyler set down his messenger-styled bag. "And this." He placed his hat on the floor next to his bag, neat and tidy.
Thank Arceus he's clean, thought snivy as he watched the human's movements.
"Snivy, I don't want to hurt you. But if you want to fight, that's fine." Tyler stood up and showed his head high. "We start when you want to."
Professor Juniper sighs. "Fine, but you two stop when I say stop. I don't want any aggression showcased here. Understood?"
Snivy glared at the Professor, the Professor gave a stern glare back. Yet, he humbly nodded.
"You ready?" Tyler asked snivy, who nodded, and charged up an attack.
It was Iron Tail! Snivy slammed into Tyler, making him push back twelve feet. Tyler caught snivy's metallic tail and slammed the grass-type to the ground. "Come on, show me what you've got snivy!" Tyler bent down, rubbing his knees. Snivy growled in frustration, charging up the next attack.
Snivy charged up a Pursuit. This time, Tyler dodged it. "I used to wrestle all the time with my twin-brother. So, this is a cakewalk."
Snivy clicked his tongue, so the human had some moves. But he was a pokemon, he battled for a living. Just then snivy used Vine Whip to trip up Tyler, he succeeded, and proceeded to land an Iron Tail into his stomach- when Tyler blocked the metallic tail with his arm.
Snivy's eyes went wide. How did he manage – since when?
"Impressed yet?"
'He's good.' Snivy couldn't react as he was slammed back into a table, his tail's power dying down. 'Better than I thought, and ouch, that hurt a little.'
Tyler sat up, looking over at snivy. "Are you okay?"
Snivy rubbed the back of his head, wincing. "Sni." He replied back for confirmation. Tyler grinned. After trying to stand up, but then falling down, snivy was caught in Tyler's arms. Tyler laughed. "Sni?" Snivy looked up at the human he just fought, confused.
"Guess we over did it, huh? Sorry about that."
"Well, no one seriously got hurt, so you're okay for now." Professor Juniper sighed, shaking her head.
"Do you want to come with me, Snivy? I promise I can teach you to be strong, and help you grow. What do you say?"
I don't want to be a tool.
Yet, I want to be strong.
Stronger than others who have fallen before me.
My Truth & Ideals will not be swayed.
And they are not – but perhaps- this is a compromise.
Snivy smiled slightly, pushing back his new human friend's hand with his paw, and held out his own to give him a thumbs-up. "Sni!"
But yes. I'll travel beside you. Even if it's for now. Human.
. . .
Tyler said goodbye to his dad, texted his brother and his mom, and set off from Aspertia City. Today he was going to change the world and show them what he was made of.
. . .
Making his way onto Route 19, it was bustling with wild pokemon. He gaped in delight as he saw so many different kinds of pokemon fly and rustle about. He wanted to catch one, but first he needed to get his priorities straight. He had a plan, but first he needed to understand what kind of team he wanted. So, he dug out his pokedex and released snivy. The grass-lizard pokemon looked up at his trainer curiously as he fiddled with the electric device, and smiled.
"I need to scan you to see what moves you know, snivy." He said, bending down. "This will give me a better opportunity to build a team best suited to your moves, stats, etc."
Snivy nodded. So, it seemed the human had done some planning after all. Good for him. "Sni."
This Snivy is Male and is level 10. Its ability is Overgrow. It powers-up grass-type moves when it's in a pinch! Its moves are Tackle, Leer, Vine Whip, Iron Tail, Magical Leaf, Pursuit, Aqua Tail, Knock Off, Giga Drain, and Wrap.
Tyler gaped at the move-pool. Not only did snivy know a steel-type move which would be handy for coverage against ground-types, it knew a water-type move! "How on Earth did you learn Aqua Tail, snivy?" Snivy looked up with a slight glare. Tyler rubbed the back of his head, yet he was happy his starter had such an expansive move-set early on, that would limit how much time it took training and more time leveling up. "Never mind, you can't answer anyway." Tyler smiled and tucked the pokedex back in his pocket. "Wanna catch a pokemon?"
"Sni."
"We should catch a flying-type, since it'll have good coverage against bug and grass."
Snivy nodded, and there they set off looking for a pidove. One of the regional flying-types. Sure, it wasn't much to choose from considering other regions had at lest two or three birds, but pidove could get them the places they needed to be, even though it wasn't the most powerful flying-type out there. Tyler let snivy wander as he searched the trees, searching for the perfect specimen to catch. He wanted a strong one, one that would fare well in battle and not get knocked out in two hits. Plus, he didn't want to waste his time training it when snivy was so op-as is.
Just then, something fast swooped down and hit Tyler in the head, knocking off his hat. "What the?" Tyler looked up – and gaped wider than a magikarp. It was a pidove! "That's what we need! Snivy, get ready for battle!" Snivy immediately got into a battle stance, there wasn't much Tyler could do since he knew he only had one pokemon. But this was it – this was going to be his first capture. "When it gets close, use Aqua Tail."
A bad thing was that Tyler didn't ask snivy how experienced he was using some of his moves. Oh well. This was a good place to learn that. When pidove swooped down in for- was that a Night Slash? Holy crap! It's fast! Snivy charged up an Aqua Tail and jumped, landing a hit in mid-air, making the bird pokemon lose its balance while in flight. While the Pokemon was falling, snivy charged up another attack through Tyler's orders.
"Use Pursuit!"
Before pidove could stand, snivy landed a hit on pidove, sending it back three feet. Tyler readied his pokeball, and then threw it. About three seconds passed, and with three wriggles the pokemon was encapsulated tightly in the device. Tyler smiled, walking over to pick up his newly-captured pokemon. He was literally cheering and jumping up and down on the inside, but remained his cool just in case others were watching.
'I – no. We did it. We managed to catch a pokemon! Together!'
Tyler grinned, releasing the pidove. It immediately attacked him.
"Ouch! Hey!" Snivy got ready to fight, when Tyler reached in his bag slowly for an Oran Berry. "Here. Take this." He held out the Berry in hopes the bird would accept it. "We fought and won fair and square. Now, you're apart of my team. I would like you to join me on my journey so I can be the Champ. Waddya say, pidove?" Tyler smiled as the pigeon looked oddly at the berry. "It's just an Oran Berry, you eat these in the wild."
Pidove decided nothing was harmful about it, and gobbled it down, liking it, it sung. "Great! Anyway, my name is Tyler. I'm ten-years-old. My dream is to become Champion of Unova, so that way my brother Nicky and I can travel to a region together by ourselves without our parents breathing down our necks."
Snivy looked at his trainer, he hadn't mentioned anything about his family before, aside from his father, which he had shown the grass-type to before leaving. He had a brother? Where was he if he wasn't in Unova? "Sni." Snivy prodded Tyler's leg, wanting to hear more.
"You wanna hear about my brother?"
Snivy nodded, pidove also leaned in with interest. Pokemon didn't associate familial bonds very often, especially not wild pokemon. They fought to become strong and better than their siblings and parents, and when they were old enough they left the nest. Pokemon matured differently from humans, a one-year-old pokemon depending on its species may be considered old enough to be considered an adult. Again, depending.
"I have a twin brother. He's my best friend. We were born and raised in Hoenn. My parents got a divorce. It's when two humans decide to split, I guess pokemon don't know this because it's either they mate for life or they just mate to survive huh? Well, a divorce is when they don't wanna be together anymore." Tyler shuddered, snivy and pidove's faces were distraught. No. They didn't know, bird-pokemon mate for life, and snivy mate to survive. They had no clue how human marriage worked.
"Dad and I moved to Unova, and mom and Nick – my brother – moved to Kalos." Tyler sighed, rubbing his hair back so it wasn't falling in his face. "Nick and I planned to conquer the Hoenn region together, become champions, but our parents took it away from us. Now, we're proving to them we can defy their rules even if it means being apart."
Tyler grinned, giving his new partners a thumbs-up. Both pokemon gaped, how could he be so cheerful after he was near-tears a moment ago? It was astounding, this human. How he managed to turn his emotions around like a drop of a pin. He was something else. Something else, and they were wondering if that was a good thing or not.
"Maa," Tyler rubbed his head trying to ignore the awkward silence. "Let's forget about that sappy talk, alright? Journeys are supposed to be fun! "Anyway. I need to scan your moves, pidove. That'll give me a better understanding how to train you, okay?"
Pidove nodded as Tyler took out his pokedex. "Let's see now…"
Pidove. The Tiny Pigeon pokemon. This Pidove is male, and is lv. 10. Its ability is Super Luck and increases the critical hit ratio by one stage. Pidove's moves are: Gust, Growl, Leer, Night Slash, Steel Wing, and Heat Wave.
"Awesome moves, pidove!" Tyler whistled, tucking the pokedex back into his pocket. "By the way, do you guys want nicknames? It's weird just calling you by your species name."
"Sni." Snivy nodded. Giving an OK to his trainer.
"Coo!"
Tyler smiled. "Right. For pidove, how about… Gale."
Pidove and snivy looked at each other, then nodded and pidove trilled.
"Great! For snivy, how about Blade? As in Leaf Blade? That's a move you can learn."
Snivy thought about it for some moments, then nodded his head in agreement. "Sni."
"Great! Glad to have you two aboard!"
"Young man," Tyler's head shot up at the strange new voice. "That was quite the battle. Even if it was to capture a small pidove. I was quite impressed!"
What he had not expected was the voice to belong to the great Champion Alder! "You're Alder! Unova's Champion!"
"Former Champion." He smiled but waved a hand. "Two years-ago, I passed the torch to some one else more deserving than me." The redheaded man gave out a loud laugh, Tyler stared in awe as if he were a kid again. Well, he was still a kid, but it was like meeting a superhero from the comic books for the first time. Though truth be hold super-heroes' didn't exist, but Champions like Alder did.
"Who's the Champion now?" Tyler asked, agape slightly.
"That, young man. Is a secret. She doesn't like being out in the limelight very much, so keep that in mind if you meet her." Alder winked, and Tyler nodded. "What are your plans so far? Where are you headed next? Or do you plan on just riding where the wind tells you?" Alder laughed, Tyler smiled and nodded.
"I have everything mostly planned out. I know I'll need a ground-type for Elsa, I'll need my snivy and possibly a water-type for Clay, for Burgh I'll need a fire type or a flying type, which I'm good at. So, my TEAM is planned out. What I plan on doing with that- I want to be Champion!" Tyler gave a thumbs-up, both of his pokemon strutted and Alder grinned. This kid was something else!
"That's good you have a plan. The League is pretty though. What was your drive to become Champion, if I may ask?"
"My brother. He's my twin, and – he and I were separated at eight due to our parent's divorce. He went to Kalos, and I went to Unova with dad while he went with mom." Tyler sighed, looking down a bit, he didn't like going on about his dysfunctional family- as he'd hoped their wins would bring them all somewhat closer together. "I'm not delusional. I know they're broken up for good, but I want them to just stop fighting… At least a little. So, we can meet up in the same region for once in peace?" Again, he sighed, then shook his head. "Sorry, I shouldn't be bothering you with this."
"No. It's fine. When a family splits, it's hard on everyone. You have admirable goals set in stone, keep that in mind when you're facing the League." Alder scratched his chin, but noticed the boy was still looking down. He noticed this, and did a similar thing he did with his own grandson when he was down. He placed a rough hand on his head, and rubbed his hair. "For now, don't worry about your parents, they've got their own problems. Focus on having fun and enjoying yourself! The world is endless and full of possibilities." Alder removed his hand from the boy's head. "There are just too many places in the region to explore to not have a call for adventure. That's why we're called the Melting Pot of the world, y'know."
"Uh! I'll do my best!" Tyler clutched his hands tight to his chest, and his pokemon beside him smiled. "I wanna go to Floccesy Ranch though. There are so pokemon I want to catch there…" The boy looked in the direction of the wind's breeze- which was blowing towards the ranch. Which happened to be Alder's hometown. Floccey Town.
"Well, stop by my mansion in Floccey Town if you have time. I'll give you some tips on how to train your pokemon that you just caught, alright?" And with that, Alder took his leave.
"Uh!"
Wait…
"Mansion!?"
Also posted on Ao3 - https://archiveofourown.org/works/13522614/chapters/31018467
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