Re: Pokemon: Amethyst
Alrighty, peeps, it's chapter two time! (does happy dance)
Home Sweet Hoenn
“Teamwork is essential—it allows you to blame someone else.”
Summer and Jake had only just begun their journey off of Pallet Town when they had encountered a pair from Littleroot Town. It wasn’t a good sign. They weren’t used to being in social situations, since they were stuck in Pallet Town for most of their lives. The only time they trekked outside of their humble suburbia was when they needed to travel to Viridian City for supplies.
“Um, if you don’t mind me asking,” Jake began. “Why do you need our help? There’s no Pokémon Centers or stores or anything in Pallet, so—“
“No, that’s not it,” the girl said warmly. “We’re looking for Professor Willow.”
I wonder why they would be looking for Dad, Jake contemplated. “You’re talking about his dad?” Summer blurted out without thinking. He nudged her for acting hasty.
“Why’d you have to tell them that?” he whispered into her ear. Summer looked disconcerted.
“Oh my God, it’s illegal to tell them that Professor Willow is your father, shoot me, will ya?” If she weren’t a girl, he would’ve killed her by now.
The pair looked surprised for a brief, fleeting moment. “Professor Willow is your father?” the boy asked, almost disgusted with the fact.
Jake winced. He didn’t like these guys, and he doubted Summer liked them any more than he did. “Well, yeah, he is, and to be honest, I don’t think your dad is any more spectacular than mine.” Despite him being only ten years old, he packed a major punch in the gut if someone got on his nerves.
“Quinn! Be nice! You’re such a killjoy!” the girl yelled, hitting the boy now known as Quinn over the head. He murmured an inappropriate word before eyeing Summer.
Jake looked at Summer. “Well, yeah, she’s my partner, but BLECH! I hate her!”
“That’s one thing we have in common,” Quinn said, this time a little less coldly. In fact, he even smiled. Jake could see Summer growing uncomfortable with that. Since he’d known her all his life, he could easily say that Summer was nervous around boys (all except him). Well, he had to admit that any normal girl would fall for Quinn at first sight. He had spiky, light brown hair that stood up almost magically (probably lots of hair gel), had stunningly bright blue eyes, and was wearing a sour yellow, blue, and gray tartan jacket shirt with a dark blue t-shirt on the inside and somewhat long, tan shorts.
“Serena, we better hurry up,” he said to his female partner. Serena nodded. “Yeah,” she replied. She averted her eyes to Jake and Summer. “Can you take us to your dad?” Serena asked.
“Sure, but we just left—“
“Let’s make a deal, then,” Quinn proposed. “If you help us, we’ll help you. We’re both going all out for Kanto, Johto and Hoenn, right?”
The team from Pallet nodded.
“Then why don’t we travel together? It’ll be better that way, and it’ll be a heck of a lot more convenient. I don’t wanna be traveling with a GIRL all the time.”
“I feel you,” Jake said with true empathy in his voice. Summer and Serena glared at them, but they didn’t even notice.
As they walked back to Pallet, Quinn seemed to notice that Summer was staring blankly at him. He leaned over to Jake and whispered in his ear, “Um, why’s she staring at me?”
“Don’t worry; she gets like that around every guy. By the way, I’m Jake, and she’s Summer.”
“Cool. Quinn and Serena.”
“I kind of figured that out already.”
“I knew you did.”
It was at this time that Jake truly understood what the wild looked like. Patches of grass concealing Pokémon were virtually everywhere. Few trainers were lingering around, and if they were, they were probably busy with something, whether it be camping or trying to capture a Pokémon, or just hanging around with friends.
For some reason, it made Jake feel alone.
Jake shook the feelings off and, when they finally got to Pallet Town, led the throng of newbies to his father’s lab.
“Back so soon?” Professor Willow laughed, even though he saw the Legion of Noobs in tow with his son.
“These guys claim to need your help,” Summer said toughly, even if it was just a disguise to mask her fear of being a complete idiot in front of everyone. Professor Willow looked at Serena and Quinn quizzically.
“So? What seems to be the problem?” he asked.
“Professor Birch wanted you to look at this,” Serena said, handing over a black egg with blue stripes going long-ways. Summer and Jake looked at it with genuine interest. What if it contained a new Pokémon?
Professor Willow took it from Serena and examined it, weighing it, feeling it. After what seemed like forever, he handed it back to the female.
“Well, this could be a new Pokémon,” he informed. “but I’d personally go to Professor Elm. He’s good with these things.”
“But Dad! Newbark Town is a million miles away from here! We’re never going to get there before the egg hatches!” Jake whined.
“Besides, the new rule is that you can’t go to another region unless you have written permission from a police officer,” Quinn noted.
Professor Willow looked serious for a moment before his face lit up. “If it hatches, it hatches. Professor Elm can look at it once it’s hatched. I’m sure that there won’t be a problem with that.”
All four looked at each other before beaming. A deal was a deal. They were now officially partners.
At least now if someone made a mistake, they could blame it on someone else.
“SHUT UP JAKE! YEESH, YOU’VE BEEN SAYING THAT FOR THE PAST HOUR!”
This wasn’t what Serena and Quinn had in mind when they said ‘team up.’ Summer and Jake were the ones who were making the most trouble, even if Serena and Quinn were fighting too—and that was pretty frequent.
They were still on Route One, trying to raise their Pokémon’s mad skillz. So far, Serena’s Treecko and Jake’s Charmander were holding the best. Summer’s Squirtle and Quinn’s Torchic weren’t doing so hot.
Summer eyed a Rattata and smirked. “HEY YOU!” she yelled to it, catching its attention. “I’m gonna fight you!” Quinn, Serena, and Jake decided to take a rest a little earlier, so Summer had gone out on her own. Talk about headstrong, huh?
The rat Pokémon got into a defensive stance as Summer summoned (no pun intended) her Squirtle. “Squirtle!” it hollered.
“Use Tackle!” Summer commanded, pointing her index finger towards the enemy Rattata. Squirtle attacked it, but the Rattata quickly got back on its feet and used Quick Attack. It only dealt a small amount of damage, since Squirtle’s defense was superb in comparison to other, more common Pokémon’s.
“Keep using Tackle, Squirtle!” Summer yelled, and the turtle-esque Pokémon did as it was told, but the enemy Pokémon was working just as hard as Squirtle. This isn’t good, Summer thought, a bead of sweat dripping down her face. Squirtle’s at the edge of the ring. Who would’ve thought a simple Rattata would be so strong?
Then she came to a disturbing conclusion.
Maybe…I’M the one that’s weak…
NO! That couldn’t be true! All her life, Summer had turned her pain into power. That was how she lived. She turned pain, anger, and frustration into a devastatingly powerful force, and she kept it bottled up, just so that she could channel it into her Pokémon. And now, she saw the results. But how could this be? Was she weak emotionally? Physically? Mentally? It just didn’t make sense to her.
With a new found frustration, she pushed Squirtle even harder, and triumphed as a result of the challenge. The Rattata was too burned out to go on. Since she couldn’t catch anything yet, Summer left it to heal on its own.
“Good job, Squirtle! You can come back now.” Summer called it back to the inky blue Pokéball, where it could take a rest for a little bit. She decided to go join the others. She was STARVING, and if Summer didn’t eat, she turned into the modern day Godzilla.
When she got back to the camp site, she saw that Quinn was gone. “Hey, where’d Quinn go?” she asked Jake and Serena.
They both shrugged. “He said he went out to train, but I have no idea where,” Serena said. She was two million times prettier than Summer she had long, flowing raven black hair with a yellow-orange headband in the front, an elaborate lilac tanktop with flower and curly designs over the front and back, and somewhat tight black capris. A handsome boy and a pretty girl. Yep. Quinn and Serena were meant for each other, unlike her and Jake…
Summer joined the duo in sitting down and asked Serena, “So, are you going to start off in Kanto? Or did you already go through Hoenn?” Serena’s eyebrows knit together.
“Didn’t you hear that all new trainers have to start out in Kanto now? You can get your Pokémon in your hometown, but then you’ve got to travel ALL the way to either Route One or Pallet Town,” she explained. Beauty and brains. Rare combination.
“No wonder we get so many visitors,” Jake said casually. “We don’t have enough houses for all those people.”
Summer remained quiet throughout all of this, contemplating seriously on what Serena said. The rule itself was nothing serious, but she was trying to figure something out. The ring leader of the new, united mafia-like team (Team Heaven), Giovanni, had resided in Kanto, so why the heck did the Ambassadors of the United Regions (AUR) make new trainers start in Kanto? Giovanni was more dangerous than ever, so Summer was dubious about the AUR’s IQ.
“Hey Summer, what’re you thinking about?” Jake’s voice broke through her thoughts, and, for some reason, it seemed comforting.
“Nothing much,” Summer replied, preparing to explain her theory to the two. “But don’t you think it’s a little strange that the AUR made that rule?”
Serena and Jake were a little lost of this one, so Summer had no choice but to explain.
“Well,” she began. “You both know who Giovanni is, right?” They nodded. “From what I heard, he’s somewhere in that new town, Redfern Heights, but he really lives in Viridian City.” They already knew that the evil son-of-a-gun lived in Viridian City, but they didn’t know about Redfern Heights. They waited for her to continue.
“Okay, so anyway, he’s in Kanto right now, in that new city. He’s leading Team Heaven, even though they’re anything but heavenly. So WHY, of all places to start out, would they make new people start out in Kanto? I think Johto is the safest place to start.” Summer took a breath.
“Why not Hoenn?” Serena asked.
“Well, you’ve got Kyogre and Groudon, and that’s the least of your problems. If someone got a hold of the Blue or Red Orbs, then we would be in for some serious crap,” Summer explained further.
“Yeah, she’s got a point. We could all suddenly or slowly die,” Jake said, shuddering at the thought of coming to a death caused by two spheres.
Serena nodded in acceptance, then, for one, fleeting moment, looked sad. “I miss Hoenn. I felt so safe there, but now that I know that we’re never going to be safe, no matter where we are, I really want to go back home.”
Summer felt sorry for her. At least Summer knew Kanto well enough to get by, but Serena was in a completely different position.
“Don’t worry,” Jake assured brightly. “We’re a team now, so we’re implied by contract to help you.”
“Yeah, and once we get to Hoenn, you can help us there,” Summer joined in. This made Serena smile.
“I can help you with Johto too. Quinn and I had to go through there on our way here, so now we know the place pretty well.”
Summer had to force herself not to ask if they had seen Falkner. I’m such a lovesick fool, she mused painfully.
Quinn came back a few minutes later, with his Torchic in tow. “So, we ready to had to Viridian City?” he inquired boldly, unaware of their previous conversation. Serena looked wary, but then grinned.
“Yep,” she replied, standing up, along with Summer and Jake. “Let’s get going, shall we?”
So they made their way to Viridian City, prepared for anything, now that they knew they were officially allies.
They were now in Viridian City, after almost another half hour of walking. It wasn’t a place to jump and squeal over, that was for sure.
“Let’s go to the Pokémon Center first,” Quinn commanded more than invited. He led the legion inside without their answer. It seemed as though Quinn had taken the role as leader (even though Jake had been wanting that ranking, but he was towel boy, technically), and Summer and Serena seemed fine with it. Jake was reluctant to comply, but he knew that Quinn was a little more experienced, since they traveled through Johto and all.
He couldn’t help but wonder, as they sat down in the über-comfortable chairs, if Quinn and Serena had really seen it all.
Summer quickly broke through his thoughts. “I hate this! I wish I had gotten Charmander! I mean, Squirtle almost got completely pounded by a Rattata!” She glared at Jake enviously.
“Don’t worry,” Quinn assured. “I felt like that, too. But you need to have confidence in yourself.”
Why Jake hadn’t come up with those words, he had no idea, but at that moment, he hated Quinn’s guts.
They were just settling down to go to bed when the door flung open to reveal a boy with messy red hair that fell down just above his eyebrows and distinct yellow eyes. He pointed arrogantly at Summer.
“Hey,” he said. “Aren’t you Kyle’s daughter? Autumn, was it?”
What an idiot.
“It’s Summer, and who would you be?” Summer asked cautiously, avoiding the subject of her father.
He smirked and announced gloriously, “My name is Zane Kallinheim, and you’re my cousin.”
Dad…had a brother?
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