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'oh fuck my life' i thought as i walked to class. Sure the class was my best subject, math, but the other students, oh the other students. I can feel my brain slowly dieing do to their idiocy. Every other question is to ask clarification of the simplest equation just so they could have a few moe minuets to text or tweet or WATEVER!

Let me backup a bit and introduce myself. My name is iratu smith, yes weird name i know, i guess my folks weren't in their right mind when they named me ... I don't know ... They claim "we just picked it." stuped reason to name a child, but what can you do? Getting away from the origins of my name, im currently 15 years of age; about 5' 5"; skinny but with a dense musculature that way my opponent will underestimate me right before I RIP THEIR ARMS OFF! Anyway. Im tan but not bronze; with jet black, shoulder length hair that i keep pulled back in a standard ponytail to keep it out of my face

Right now im going to professor corbet's class. He is a nice guy almost to a fault. If someone asks to have him explain something he'll explain it again, but if you try to cheat him out of anything, especially time, he will rip you a new asshole, and i love watching it.

Hes a grate man and a grate teacher, i will admit it. The main reason i hate this classis the damn morons that attend. This is algebra 2 for Christ sake and half the class has the intelligence if a freaking second grader! Yet one imbecile tops it all, jake beusac. This skinny ass, pants to the ancle wearing, inbred, retarded, mother fucker has the balls to come to class, late, and asks Mr. Corbet to explain the equation five freaking times and never pays attention! nine times out of ten he is on his freaking phone!

"umm... Sur... Could you... Uh... Explain that again."

'dear god jake! Put your phone away!' that was the last straw,i raised my hand and waited.

"yes, Mr. Smith."

"Professor, i do believe that we can continue with the lesson if you were to check jakes left foot on his right side and see that he has been on his phone this whole time." jake tried to cover it up, but the glow between his fingers gave it away. The teacher walke up to him and took the phone away for the third time this week equaling a call home.

"FINK!"

"jake, you have been calling me a fink for five years, I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ANYMORE!" most of the class laughed as the teacher smerked.

"now class, we all know that jake cant come up with anything new, so lets get back to the lesson, and by the way, anyone who hasn't been listening, good luck, this is on the test today."

Like i said, Mr. Corbet can be an ass to those who deserve it. While all the airheads and jocks whine about the test, the rest of us smerk at their misfortune. Soon after Mr. C. Passes out the tests 'dear god tis is so easy.' im the first to finish the test well before anyone elts, as usual, so while everyone is taking the test i take a little nap until mike (Mr. Corbet) collects the tests. The weird thing is that whenever he collects them, he always holds them to the side. When the class is excused i ask him why he dose that.

"simple relay. After handing out so many failing grades, yours is a breath of fresh air."

"why? I mean, im sure there are others that are just as good if not better than me."

"no. You are the only student i have in this class that has never dropped below a 98%. Ever. And we are almost done with the year."

"Oh... Well... Thankyou."

"no, thank yourself. You are able to pay attention in class while being able to keep your surroundings in check. Not very many people can do that."

"i equate my succes to the pizza and Cheerios i had this morning."

"oh my god! Get to your next class you crazy kid!"

I leave the room with a grin on my face, ready to face the day... Until i got to my next class, english ... Uhhhh. Heck it shouldn't even be called "english" it should be called "research and reporting," Because that's all we do! We get a research topic and wright a ten page report on it... THSTS IT! THATS ALL WE EVER DO! I take my seat and wait. The bell rings to start the class, the teacher walks to the front of the class and says...

"research topic..."

The entire class bitches and moans about doing the uptenth research essay. I just tone everything out and fall asleep, again. When my eyes open im in the middle of a wide open plain in the forest.

"zig?" i look down and i see this little furry brown and white badger thing string up at me.

"what the fuck are you?"

"ZIGZAGOON!" it shouts as it bolts off into the forest.

"that was weird... *blink, blink* WHERE AM I?!"

'your in the sinnoh region.' ('this is telepathy')

"WHAT THE FUCK" before i knew it i was back in class at the tail end the "why this is good for you" Speech as the teacher passes out books.

"your paper will be on the Korean War. Ten pages, Times new roman, blah, blah..."

Her voice soon became just like the adults on "the peanuts" wa wa wa wa. I turn to page 438 in the text book and see the photo of the general shooting a Korean man in the hed without being provoked. As i read about the only war the U. S. Ever lost i fall asleep again.once my eyes open im once again greeted by soft grass and a lush forest, but instead of the little miscolored raccoon i am greeted by a ten foot white and black horse thing with a golden chakram around its waist.

'greetings young one.'

"well this is weird."

'i have called you here, young one, to be my champion.'

"why me?"

'because you are pure, uncorrupted, open-minded, and above all kind.'

"you do you need me to fight for you? You look strong enough."

'there are a few laws that must be upheld. We cannot meddle in the affaires of this world & we cannot face each other in open combat do to fear of destroying the world."

"so you both have one champion..."

'no, i have one champion. Darkrai has many.'

"how is that fair?"

'its not.'

"well that's bull."

'that's life. Will you be my champion or will you let this world fall into darkness?'

"do i really have much of a choice?"

'yes.'

"*sigh* fine i will be your champion, it's not like i had a better life back home anyway."

'great. Now you must form a team of six rare Pokemon, train them, and face Darkrai to protect the world.'

"wait, if they are so rare, how am i going to find them and how am i ging to survive in this world? I don't know a thing about this place."

'i shall grant you power, intelligence, and skill beyond your years. You shall be able to bend the elements to your will. You shall be able to commune with my children, and you can call upon an arsenal of weapons and transportation beyond your normal grasp. You will be able to do this and more once you wakeup.'

Everything goes black. I awaken to a bright blue sky with a bird ... Starly flying overhead, as i sit up i get this splitting headache. I collapse into my hands in pain, but i see a strange white glow and the pain fades away. I think about what the white... Arceus... What he said 'power, intelligence, and skill beyond my years' well one is his name for the intelligence, he never said it, power... Healing? Yes... Hmmm 'bend the elements to my will' ... I look over and see a small stone... Earth?... i stand and simply focus on the stone ... Nothing. Gesturing to the stone, as if asking it to stand, and it floats to eye level... Cool... Bringing it up over the tree line i push my palm toward it and send it flying... Sweet that will come in handy. 'commune with his children.' ill test that later... 'call upon an arsenal of weapons and transportation' ill test that once i get into an open area.

'speaking on which, where is the closest road ... Behind me ... Route ... 202? Hmmm ... Jubilife city? ... Speak to professor rowen? Who's he? ... Studier of pokemon evolution ... Grants starters in sinnoh ... Loves sweets...hmmm... Looks mean and gruff but is very nice... Hmm ok ... Best get going.' i look toward the forest only to find that it is a little open here 'hmmm... Maybe i can use an element for tight space travel. Fire? Cool, but it would burn down the whole forest. Ice? Too cold. Electricity?... Nah. Earth? Easily traceable. Wind? ... Perfect.'

I take a few steps back and pull the air beneath my feet, i flote about a foot off te ground, but no movement ... Just floating ... Lean back ... Move back ... Lean left ... Move left 'cool, its like a segway!' i lean forward and off i go, the further i lean the faster i go, speeding toward route 202 dodging and weaving between branches and bushes. I stop just before i reach the path and let the wind go on its marry way.

'I should probably think of a back story in case anyone asks... Hmm ... Nomad tribe, so no one will ask about my parents or my address. Last name... Smith isn't very "nomadic" ... Swiftwind ... Iratu swiftwind ... That will work. ... Uhhhh ... Reason for leaving? ... Exile do to questioning the traditions of my people. ... What tradition? ... Shunning all outside creatures...that works!' stepping out onto rout 202 i notice one thing that's a little off. Im wearing a skillet t-shirt and jeans, not very nomadic if i might say. 'and more' well the original question was to track the "rare six" so that's one ... A change of clothes would be nice... Hmm ... Probably.

Stepping back into the foliage, i begin to think what i would prefer to look like... 'hmm wide brim hat too cover the face, dark goggles so i don't get anything in my eyes, scarf to cover my face and neck for the added mystery, heavy set trench coat so i can call the "weapons" without it appearing in mid air, cargo pants so i can have access to small things quickly, steel toed hiking boots for comfort during travel, and studded gloves if i need to get into a fight. All black. That will work.' when i open my eyes, everything is dark, well darker... Bringing my hand to my face i notice that my hand is covered in a dark leather glove, yet instead of the simple studs that i thought of there are one and a half inch spike on each knuckle and my boots have four spikes on them as well ... 'bad ass' ,,, striking the spikes together i find that there is not even a scratch to be found. And they create some nice sparks.

'strong and deadly... Me like. hmm while im here i should track down those six.' sifting through the new knowledge provided to me i find that the only pokemon that can fit the definition of "rare six" are the legendary pokemon, but there are way more than six of them, and the race called the "blood pokemon." the bloods seem more likely do to the fact that there are only six in the world, ever. The reason being is because when one dies off, which tends to be quite frequent, the gift goes to another pokemon and the original host is returned to normal. The gift could start as a fire type them move to a water or earth type, it could even stay in the same type, it is completely random. Most poke' despise them do to this weird stereotype that all bloods are evil. The personality of a blood type is depicted by how they are treated in life (you can guess where that leaves most); if they are treated like everyone elts and with respect, then they will be kind and caring; if they are shunned and darkness takes hold, they will be a blood thirsty monster bent on nothing but destruction of everything that moves. Their final stage is the key for the personality, during the first, and for some second, stage of life are the determining factors of their lives. The bloods tend to standout in the world as the normal coloring of a pokemon is changed to black and red. Even though the standout, they are hard to find by human standards. To my knowledge of the current events, none have been spotted yet, but i could be wrong. I though can track them to a point, i can tell general direction and stage(good, evil, neutral), and general distance.

Everything takes the look of a negative as a bright ring surrounds me, six arrows of varying sizes and three colors adorn its edge; black, white, and gray. 'large grays to the north, west, and south. The first two are a bit larger than the third, ill start with those. Tow small blacks to the south and south by southwest, one small white to the south west. Best go for the first three to keep them from going black and go for the one white to have some backup when i go after the two blacks.' turning toward the path, i cross over it and back into the forest. No more than a few minuets of travel i come across another clearing, but there are two ... No three pokemon ... One holding a small pokemon and the bigger holding both of them. The larger is a Gallade, he has a white lower body that consists of bold rounded hips with strong legs. His torso is thin and colored in a balance between the green of his upper body, and the white of his lower body. Sharp red hornlike protrusions stick out of the chest and back. Gallade's arms are shaped like tonfas, with extendable blades in the elbows. His head resembles a gladiator's helmet, with a white face and a light-teal colored head crest and spikes on the sides of his face, the other is a gardevoir, possessing an elegant ballroom gown, with a similar green underside. Its 'hair' style has 'curls' down the sides of its head. Gardevoir has long, slender, white legs underneath the gown. Gardevoir's arms are green; its arms are connected to the hand with no defined wrist. Gardevoir owns long, slender fingers that are connected to the arms directly, appearing more glove-like. The red fin-like horns, like the gallade, are on her chest and back. Gardevoir also has spikes to the side of her face that has a close resemblance to a masquerade mask. Gardevoir has a band of green extending on its chest to the center most horn and then connecting to the sleeve-like arms, almost appearing to resemble a Torso or top-like part to a dress, and in their hands is the one i looking for,a blood ralts.

Knocking on a nearby tree, i announce my presence while stepping out from the shadows. The gallade leaps in front of the other two, extending his arm blades to defend them. Keeping my hands raised, i walk no further than a foot into the clearing

'what do you want, and who are you?'

"i am a friend. I mean you no harm."

'you understand that i don't believe you, human.'

"you have no reason to trust me, but you have every reason to be cross with me. I would be the same when protecting the ones i love."

'you speak sense human.'

"if you wish i will open my mind to you, so you can be sure that i mean you no harm."

'how do i know this isn't a trap?'

"you don't. Follow your heart, and you'll never go wrong."

'hmmm.'

"if you don't like what you see," i pull up my scarf to reveal my bare neck, "you may kill me." soon after there is a slight prodding at my mind. Dropping my defenses, my memories flashes before my eyes: classes, DND, fights with bigger kids, memories long forgotten. One stands ferm, Arceus standing before me, asking me to be his champion. Everything flashes back to the clearing, the gallade staring at me with a look of realization, as if he just insulted a king by calling him nothing more than a lowly peasant. Before i could react, the gallade is face first in the ground.

'champion, please forgive me.'

I walk up to the gallade while taking off my goggles and hat, lifting his head to look into my eyes. "you have nothing to apologize for. You were only protecting the ones you love, i wont fault you for that. You did nothing wrong."

'thankyou champion, i know we can trust you.'

"do you know of my mission?"

'you must bring together a group of six and fight Darkrai.'

"that's correct and your young ralts is a part of that six."

'but how can that be? She has only ben alive for a few days.'

"ones fate is decided at birth, hers is to save the world from eternal darkness one day."

'there must be another, one that can take her place.'

"there is, but she must perish for that to occur."

'no... There must be another way.'

"there are only three choices for you: give her to me, so the world may be saved; send me away and let the world fall into darkness; or kill her so the gift may go to another. Those are your only choices at this crossroads." the gallade looks toward his mate, they both look worried. "if the ralts comes with me, i promise that you can see her whenever you want. All you have to do is seek me out."

The two psychic pokemon look at each other again. The gallade stays put while the gardevoir comes and looks me in the eyes. Her eyes glow a light blue for a moment then grow soft.

'take her. I can feel that you are a good person and i see that she will be happy with you.'

"thankyou ma'am, i will show you that your trust is well placed." the gallade stands so they could say their goodbyes. I hold out my hands to accept the young one into my care. Once the little bundle of joy is placed in my arms i hide her under my coat so she wont be harmed by the foliage and wont be seen by others. "thankyou, you made the right choice. Remember, if you ever wish to see her, just seek me out."

'we will.'

"well then, see you soon,"

'bye.'

I return to the path only to to hear footfalls coming and quickly ... Turn *SLAM* once again im on my back, but i feel a weight on my chest and my gut ... Wait... I look down to see a small furry creature with metal studs on its hands and weird sacks coming from its head ... Riolu ... a small, blue, dog-like Pokemon. Its legs and torso are colored black. Riolu's tail is blue and it has a yellow collar. There are rounded bumps on the backs of Riolu's forepaws. Riolu has a black "mask" and red eyes. Riolu stands on its toes instead of its entire foot, but there is one difference this one has to the norm...what should be blue is now red 'my lucky day, two in one.' before the riolu regains its sense, i hide the little one from sight with the ralts. I getup and as im walking to Jubilife city a horde of ... Lucario. Bipedal, jackal-like Pokemon, with fur that is predominantly blue and black. It possesses a short, round spike on the back of each forepaw, in addition to a third on its chest. Lucario's snout and ears are longer than those of its pre-evolution Riolu. It possesses cream-colored fur on its torso, and blue fur on its thighs that appears to resemble shorts. Lucario stands on its toes rather than on its entire foot. It has developed four small black appendages on its head, which rise when Lucario reads or manipulates aura. They tend to be quite scarry when the charge you in numbers like now.

(translated from poke)"human! Where is the cursed one!?" the new member starts to quake in my grasp.

"what are you talking about?"

"the red and black pokemon!"

"no clue my friend."

"it came this way!"

"i did hear some rustling over there." i look inland, but away from where im going.

"How can i believe you?"

"you cant, you just have to take a leap of faith."

"hmmm."

"every second you stand here, the further it gets away."

"*grrr* fine, your our only lead human. Everyone get moving!" the fifteen plus lucario speed of into the forest, hopefully never tobe seen from again. Returning to the path, i head toward Jubilife city until i know the lucario are out of earshot.

"ok you can come out little one." the riolu peaks out of my coat, looks around, and visibly relaxes. The riolu climbs up my coat and sits on my shoulder. After a few minuets of silent walking, a large city shows itself no too far away. At that point the little ralts wanted to see the world and popped out, looks around and floats to my other shoulder. The two young poke' jerk back as i continue toward town. They must have seen each other as the little ralts introduces herself to the shy riolu. She knows about the gift while the riolu believes it to be a curse. By the time we got to the front gates the little ones made fast friends and the riolu's belief of the "curse" was eased closer toward gift instead. I also learned the names of the two joining me, the ralts is Rayla and the ralts is Rilo, both young ladies.

'im going to need some quick cash to keep up with these two ... The professor isn't here, he's in the next city... Normally... So that will have to wait. Ill need a temp job for now... Pokemon center? Ill ask around,' taking a quick gander around the city ... Its fucking empty, 'hmmm, oh there is someone and she has an espeon. She should know where it is.' she was a little shaken by my appearance at first, but i acted silly to break he tension. She points me in the proper direction of the center, now standing in front of what i believe to be the center ... First time i have see a building like this ... 'well i hope i can get some starting cash from this place.' walking in im greeted my the smell of sterilizer, normal for a hospital, and a woman with anime style pink hair.

"welcome to the Jubilife city pokemon center."

"greeting madam," small bow, "i was wondering if you needed an assistant. Im low on funds and food, so i need something to get me to Sandgem town. I was hoping you might have some work for me."

"well i could always use some help, and so gentlemanly about it too. How about starting with the storage cabinet. We just got a shipment of medical supplies and the need to be sorted and we'll go from there."

"ok that's ease enough."

*************half hour later***************

"alright that's done, anything elts?"

"how did you do that so fast?"

"rilo took care of the lower shelves, rayla took care of the upper shelves, and i took care of the lower selves."

"oh. That explains it. Ho long have you three been together?

"about an hour, give or take."

"and you already have a bond to one another?"

"i guess. They can read me like an open book and see that im a kind person. I can be an ass at times, but for good reason."

"ok, that's good to know, well next lets have you take some inventory..."

Some kid in all red walks in and said "nurse joy, my dads blaziken is sick and wont take his medicine."

"oh ill take care of it. Iratu, will you come with me?"

"sure."

The kid hands the ball containing the blaziken to the nurse and we walk to one of the empty rooms. She released the fire bird into the room. This Blaziken is just like most others, mostly red in coloration, with accentuations of beige, yellow, and gray. It appears to have long, beige-colored, hairlike feathers extending behind its head, continuing downward to envelop some of its chest and abdomen. It's small, red-colored face is almost completely covered in feathers. It has a crest on its head with two points, which resembles the letter "V". It has three spiky extensions on the sides of its face while it's eyes are semicircular in shape, with yellow scleras and blue irises, and it's mouth is a hooked beak. The continuation of the "hair" from its head on its chest and abdomen makes it appear as if it's wearing a sleeveless jacket on its torso. It has three fingers on each hand, resembling that of a normal chicken's feet, with what appears to be gray-colored wristband-like markings on its wrists while it also has, although rarely seen due to the shaggy feathers on the bottom of its legs, three clawed toes.

"hey dude."

"where am i?"

"pokemon center."

"im not taking any medication."

"why?"

"just because."

"like hell your not!" stunning the fire bird with a quick body shot, i grab him by the shoulders and drop him onto one of the beds

"fuck you! Fuck you all!"

"sorry, i don't bend that way, and joy might not appreciate that."

"im not doing it!"

"stop being such a torchic! I thought you were a proud and strong species!" he stops struggling to look death at me.

"what did you say?"

"did i stutter 'cus if i did you heard me twice."

"fucker! Im going to rip your tung out for that!" he snaps at me just out of reach. A few seconds later...

"ok your all done."

"*blink, blink* what?"

"you got your shot."

"how? When?"

"i distracted you so you wouldn't feel the needle in your leg." i got up ad patted him on the face. "get some rest asshole."

Leaving the blaziken stunned, we leave to see to any new patients. As we enter the waiting room, a kid wearing all blue was sitting in a chare.

"hey joy, my blastoise is being aggressive toward everyone, even me."

"oh that sounds bad. Ill take..."

"nah i got this joy. Come on kid."

"you sure? It will be easy enough for me to give him a light sedative."

"nah, i got this."

Once we get outside i look back toward the door to see joy standing there with a worried expression on her face. "lets get this over with." looking back ... All i see is black ... Going cross-eyed i notice that im stearing down the barrels of blastoise's cannons... *blink, sigh* moving the cannons i ask what's wrong.

It moves its paw in front of my face...

"what?"

He points at one of the pads. Moving my goggles out of the way to see... A splinter ..., ..., ..., ... What is this? The loin and the mouse?

"a splinter."

He nods.

"a damn splinter."

Nods again

"you fucking child," *pull splinter out* "there, now come back after getting hit by a thunderbolt. Or twelve!"

"jurk."

"baby." the boy recalls the blastoise as we go our separate ways.

"what was wrong?" i hold up the splinter,"that was it?"

"yep."

"Normally a pokemon can withstand much more than that."

"i know. Is this what you go through on a daily basis?"

"somewhat. Sometimes i get more urgent cases, other times trainers just want to rejuvenate their pokemon." right after, a trainer in all yellow (you should get the theme by now).

"joy! My raichu's arm is broken!"

She presses the talk button on the mic. "chansey, get the ER prepped for raichu, broken arm."

The boy hands the ball to joy, "please help him."

"don't worry he'll be fine. Iratu i'll need your help,you'll get a big payout after this."

"you could have left that last part out and i still would have helped."

We run to the back of the center, entering the ER i notice that everything is covered in a rubber film and that there are jumper cables on the table, but one end has a weird suction cup instead of a clip.

"what are the cables for?"

"electric pokemon will discharge electricity when in pain or scared, those are to channel the electricity to a metal pole we normally use."

"normally?"

"all the poles we have are fully charged and we are waiting for another discharger to arrive. The other one overloaded."

"so im nothing more than a glorified lightning rod."

"Technically ... Yes."

"well looks like i will be earning that payout."

Nurse joy released the raichu from its ball, luckily it is unconscious 'lets get this over with.' joy hooks up the cups to the raichu's cheeks ant the clips to my hands.

"you ready iratu?"

"fire away."

"crazy human."

"Shut up chansey."

After about ten minuets of operating and getting electrocuted, the raichu's energy began to die off.

"just got a few more stitches and we will be all done here."

"hear that buddy, you wont have to shock me anymore"

*zerrrrrrrt*

"ill take that as a fuck you."

"there all done, now you need to stay in the center for a few days for that to fully heal, ok?"

"k."

"it talks."

*zert*

Removing the clamps "that's enough of that."

"he he sorry."

"no worries i had this blaziken that was being a total baby about getting one little shot, so i called him a torchic and he flipped out on me."

"hahaha ohh ohh that hurts, don't make me laugh."

"Sure thing buddy. Rest-up your buddy is waiting for you."

"i will, thankyou, both of you."

"nurse he said thankyou."

"well your welcome, its nice to see more than one gentleman in this world."

**********seven hours later****************

"ok sun is going down, best find a place to stay for the night," 'or i could try that silver bullet thing for transport... Nahh to risky at night,' "Definably need a place to stay."

"iratu, can we talk?"

"sure, what about?"

"well you seam to be a natural with some of the pokemon and its like you can understand them. Not very many people can do that without the assistance of a psychic pokemon and i dout that your ralts can do that just yet."

"... Can you keep a secret?"

"of course."

*sigh* "you know the one known as arcus?"

"of corse. Who doesn't know about the creator?"

"... He brought me here."

"what?"

"im not from this land, this world even."

"i don't get it. Your some king of alien?"

"you can say that, im still human though. To the point, arcus has me on a mission to keep this world from falling into chaos."

"but how dose he expect you to do that?"

"and i quote."i shall grant you power, intelligence, and skill beyond your years."

"how can that even be posable? I thought the gods cant interfere with us?"

"he found a loophole, me. He dragged me into this world and ganted me more power than i need to survive."

"and one of them is to understand pokemon?"

"one of many. That's how i survived having that raichu empty all his energy into me."

"im still freaked out about that, normal people would have been dropped to the ground and all you did was hunch over a bit."

"true, so true."

"and what di the blaziken say that i wouldn't appreciate?"

"hehe and i quote "fuck you. Fuck you all."

"why wouldn't i ... OH."a deep chrismon blush appears on her cheeks.

"hahahahahaha!"

"ok im going to get some rest, ill get you your card in the morning."

"do you know where i can stay for free, im not low on cash, im completely broke."

"oh well we do have a few rooms available, you can stay here for the night."

"thankyou, and where is rayla and rilo?"

"oh while you were setting up the new discharger an hour ago, i had them take inventory. They finished fairly quickly so i gave them some food while i double checked their work."

"how did they do?"

"it was flawless."

"that's good to hear, so they are in the cafeteria then."

"yep."

"well ill get them while you get the key, so you can dream about that blaziken."

Chrismon blush again

"hahaha." going to the caff. I open the doors to see the little ones asleep on the table curled up against their empty bowls. With a light chuckle i pickup the two poke so the wont wake up and walk back to the front. On the desk there is a card with "room 202" on it. I walk to the room and it has a single bed with a bathroom a counter and a TV. 'standard.' laying my two helpers down on the bed i feel a distinctive pull to, instead of sleeping with them, to meditate and go over all that i have gained from arcus, so i do just that. As i meditate i let go of all thoughts and let my mind take it from there. History; current laws and taboos; different species of pokemon, their strengths and weaknesses, their powers and when their stage changes; all of it and more flash before my eyes as my brain absorbs the info. Just as soon as it began it ended as the sun rose over the horizon.

"what was that?"

"ya why where your eyes glowing?"

I look down in my lap to see rayla and rilo sitting there staring up at me. "i was looking through my mind foe some information that arcus gave me before i meet you two."

"you meet arcus?!"

"when? What was he like?"

"how big was he?"

"why did he show himself?"

"ok ok ok one at a time. Ill tell you on our way down to the front desk to pickup our pay." like i promised i tell them about how i meet arcus and how i meet each of them. I get to the front desk just as i was talking about the army of lucario.

"i lied to them and pointed them deeper inland and they believed me. I thought that a lucario would be able to tell that you two where under my coat or at least that i was lying,"

"that's true i was wondering why cotlac didn't tell that i was there, he is the clan's best aura user."

"well then i guess i bested the best."

"don't let it get to your head mister, he probably wasn't thinking strait at the time."

I pull down my scarf and stick my tung out at her, she responds in kind.

"ok children i just got your payout for yesterday, the board setup a nice pay for you 4,500 pokebucks. Don't spend it all in one place."

"that's a nice haul," i pocket the card, "so i guess this is goodbye for now."

"yep, i hope to see you again soon."

"no worries ill be back."

I leave the pokecenter and look around for a store, after a few minuets of walking around in circles i see a building that sais "mart" on the top. "looks like a good start." i walk in and im greeted by an array of colors and aromas and a burly looking man

"greeting son, what can i do ya' for?"

"im looking for some gear to get me to sandgem town..."

"Traveler hu. No worries i got you covered..."

"Actually im going down there to get my trainers permit and starting gear."

"ah ok. You'll need someone there to keep you safe on the road..." i pont to the two pokemon on my shoulders, "you got that covered now lets see..." he goes on listing different items that i need as he pulls them off the shelf: pack; bed; tent; rations for me, poke chow for them; and a few potions. "ok your total is 1314 poke."

"k." i hand him the card.

"ok you have 3186 poke remaining. Would you like anything elts?" he hands me the bag full of gear.

"nah im good for now, thankyou though."

"good luck on your journey."

"thankyou." i leave the building... And i don't know where i am ... Great. I walk back into the store and ask for a compass, pay for it and leave. Now that i know where south is i pass through the south gate toward sandgem. 'time to take a look at that silver bullet.' looking around to be sure im alone i focus on the bullet, where i thought was a small piece of amo. was actually a metal behemoth. Looking around i don't see any way to get in except this black visor acting like a windshield. Grabbing the edge of it i pull and find that the the visor is part of a helm that extends down the top of the beast. Looking in the opening i see that it is actually a fully armored motorcycle "damn, he out did himself with this." taking off my hat and goggles i done the helm as it extends and makes me look like a metal armadillo. Hopping in i kick on the starter and it purrs like a kitty. The cycle is made for the rider to lie down as he rides and i do just that with my passengers beneath me. Taking hold of the bars i speed off toward sandgem town, it would only take a few minuets to get there but i don't want to draw too much attention. Stoping just out of earshot of the towns people i stow away the motorcycle and put on my normal cloths.

As i approach the town i see that it is smaller that the city, but its much more active. I ask around for where i can find rowen im pointed toward the general location and ma told that the building will have a blue roof and look almost like a barn except it is brown instead of red looking around im stopped by this creeper with a shit eating grin on his face.

"nice blood pokemon, ill take them from here."

'crap.'