Signs of a Future (G)

[Mika_Coyote]

My second fanfic, and much probably better than the first, that I won't even bother re-posting. Just a little info... This fic is the first of a series, although they won't be all connected. The main character is still the same, but instead of telling her whole story detail by detail, I'll just stick to important or interesting episodes of her tale. Needless to say, this one is only the beginning. Since the first thread on which this fic was on has been left away to dust, I'm posting it again(commenting on the old one would get you banned, not to mention I re-wrote some of it). Oh well... I hope now it'll be different. I really do. Please, don't let me down...

Notes:
1-Even though the main character in this fic is named Hazel, she has no relation to the Magical Pokémon Journey character. I found out about the manga after I came up with the name...
2-This fic is based on the anime continuity.
3-Since this fic is already finished, I'll post a chapter per day(there are 4 in total).
4-Enjoy and please review!


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What can be said about the world of Pokémon? So much we could tell, so little time. All of its legends, all of its myths… Some people get into training ever since they’re kids, some only after years and years of waiting. And some don’t care, but live peacefully nonetheless. But sometimes, a little switch can be turned on by the most unimaginable things…

That was my case. My name is… Hazel.

--Chapter 1--
-Normal days at home-

The dawn of a new day arrives. And with it, new challenges and adventures appear… If you’re a Pokémon trainer, that is.

The Sun filtered its way between the buildings. Some tall, some shorter, but all well placed and constructed, not to mention their beauty enhanced by the morning sun. Life started brewing in the city, people opening their shops to the public, restaurants putting out their signs, the sound of opening windows and blinds to the light of the day. The dew in the gardens and houseplants gently dropped from the leaves, and the flowers opened their crowns, welcoming the sunlight. Just another day in the city. Just another day in Cerulean City…

The sunlight shined through the blinds of a girl’s room. The room wasn’t very big, but it had more than enough space for what it held. The walls were white, the ground made of wood, with a large reddish pink carpet in the middle. Framed pictures decorated two of the walls. A bookshelf, desk, and a closet with a mirror made the rest of the décor, along with a wooden bed and bedside table. And on the bed, accompanied by some Pokémon plushies, was a girl.

A girl of about twelve slept quietly in the warmth of the sheets. Her skin was very pale, giving the impression that she didn’t go out of her house much, but she was far from appearing sickly or weak. She seemed fit both in height and weight. Her silky hair was light brown, like chocolate milk, and long to a quarter of her back, and her fringe (if she had one) could reach her mouth, divided in two on her forehead.

The door opened, revealing a woman dressed in tight jeans, a black blouse and seemingly golden high-heeled shoes. She wore a large tiger’s eye necklace, and on her right wrist, a metallic bracelet, that seemed to have been through a lot of things in life. Not that it did, it was just a style she liked. Her hair was supposedly dark brown, nearly black, but she had dyed it in a lighter acajou color to hide white hairs. It didn’t reach her shoulders, and no matter how she combed it, it always seemed a bit messy. Her eyes were colored in a mix of green and yellow, sometimes even brown. You could say that they even changed colors with her clothes. She was in the very beginning of her forties, and her skin was not much light: if she went to a beach, she’d get a really fast tan. Her name was Ann-Mary.

The woman approached the window and slowly opened the blinds, making the light invade the whole room. The girl rolled in her bed, as if the light was hurting her still closed eyes. The woman then came to her side.

“Good Morning! It’s time to wake up, dear.”

“Mhmph.”

She giggled. “C’mon, Hazel, you don’t want to stay in bed the whole day, do you?”

The girl slightly opened her eyes and left out a yawn as she stretched out her arms. She slowly sat and rubbed her right eye, then looked at the woman. Her eyes were brown, but not plain brown. They had a beautiful hazelnut tone, with a tinge of green near the edge of her pupils.

“…Hi Mom… What time is it?” She asked.

“7.30. Don’t worry; I didn’t let you sleep in.” Her mother smiled as she talked. She approached the door. “Get dressed, ok? I’ll prepare breakfast while you’re at it.”

“Ok!” Hazel stood up and immediately put on her slippers. “Hey… is J.H. up yet?”

“Been watching cartoons since 5 in the morning.”

“Well, that figures.”

Her mother smiled and closed the door as she got out. Hazel opened the closet and took out some clothes (after a while deciding which ones), then proceeded to getting dressed. Instead of her blue pajamas, she now wore a dark blue t-shirt with a little red logo of its brand on the upper left, long and wide jeans, and black tennis shoes. A silver bracelet sparkled on her left wrist: it had been there ever since she got it, when she was only three. She opened a drawer from her bedside table and took out a blue Alice band, then put in on her hair, leaving what could be considered her fringe in front of her ears. After combing her hair, she got out of her room and went downstairs, to the kitchen.

When she arrived there, the table was already set, and Ann-Mary was having a cup of milk and a sandwich, leaning against the counter. Hazel sat on a chair and pulled a tray that was on the table, with a bowl of cereal. There were other two left. As she started eating, she turned to her mom.

“Mom? Where are J.H. and Dad?”

“I already called both of them.”

Soon a 9 year-old boy appeared at the door. J.H. was his name, a nickname, if you will, but the name he was most known as, nonetheless. He wore a red t-shirt and khaki colored shorts, white socks and tennis shoes matching the colors of his outfit. His hair was the same color as his mother’s would be, if she hadn’t dyed it, short (stood on end in some areas), and his eyes were nearly black. J.H. had also an awesome bond with his sister.

He sat at the table. “Hiya sis! I didn’t know you were up yet!”

“Yeah… Say, did you watch anything nice on TV?” She asked, eating another spoon of cereal.

“You bet! I almost blew my head laughing at some stuff!” He pulled another tray to his side of the table, this one with a sandwich and a glass of milk. “I flipped the channels a bit, you know… Oh, and I came across this cool Pokémon battle while that! There was a Growlithe and an Arbok, and then the Growlithe used its Bite, but the Arbok evaded it, and then…”

“Whoa, slow down!”

“Good morning!” Said a man’s voice.

The girl looked at the door. “’Morning, Dad!”

“Hiyo, daddio!” Said J.H., as their father sat at the table with them, after kissing his wife.

He was tall, thin and struck respect into people’s hearts if they didn’t know him. Known as Jorgen, he was forty four, his hair was short and dark, with some parts turning to grey. His clothes were usually a shirt with its sleeves folded up to his elbows, jeans tightened with a belt (otherwise they’d fall off), a pullover hanging over his back and brown moccasin shoes.

“So, any plans for today, you two?” He asked, picking up a cheese sandwich.

“Naw…” Hazel said.

“Vacations are boring sometimes.” J.H. stated.

“How about you two going to the park?” Their mother was washing her now empty cup.

“The park? Why?”

“I think your mother’s right.” Said Jorgen. “You need to go out more, Hazel. You’re even turning green!”

Hazel choked on the last spoon of cereal. “Dad!” She cleaned her mouth with a napkin, while her mother and brother laughed. But soon she giggled a bit too.

Ann-Mary stopped laughing. “No, but really. I know your friends go to the park often, so why don’t you join them? You’d have fun.”

“Well…”

“OK!” J.H. answered.

Hazel looked down a bit. She had never been much of a social being, maybe except towards her family. Even though she and her brother had known their friends ever since she remembered, she still thought she wasn’t really in the group. Why? Even she didn’t know. But perhaps it was time for a change…

“I guess…”

“You’re only doing well for yourself.” Said her father, standing up. “What time is it?”

“A quarter past eight.” J.H. said, looking at the kitchen clock.

“Well, I have to go to work.” Jorgen picked up his briefcase, which he had left near the door. After giving a goodbye kiss to his family, he got out of the kitchen. “See you all later, okay?”

“Okay! See ya, Dad!” Hazel and J.H. almost said this in unison.

Soon the sound of the front door closing was heard. It was vacation, but the type of work Jorgen lead required almost the whole year. After breakfast, Hazel went upstairs to her room, while J.H. went to the garden on the backyard, practicing his bike riding.

Hazel opened the door of her room and approached the desk. On it were several drawings she had made, but she picked up something else: a flute. She immediately took it to her mouth and started playing. She knew the names of the notes and several tones, but if you put a score in front of her she wouldn’t be able to read it. However, she played like she knew perfectly what she was doing. She skipped across the notes, and sometimes attempted to try some abrupt changes… Sometimes it worked well, sometimes it messed up. But she didn’t mind. She was just having fun with the music. But after some hours of skipping notes (with some breaks to draw or check on her brother), a melody started forming, a melody she had never heard. She stopped playing for a bit, but then decided to follow it. The melody that came out of her instrument was mysterious, but soft and kind, reminding of the gentle currents that floated around faraway islands… She could almost feel the breeze…

“Hazel!” Ann-Mary’s voice sounded from downstairs. Hazel stopped playing. “Hazel, you’ve been up there all morning! Come down, it’s time for lunch!”

“Coming, Mom!” She left her flute on the bed and rushed downstairs.

 

[Mika_Coyote]

Sigh... I don't like double posting, but this keeps getting ignored... I'll try to get some reviewers if it keeps on like this. Alright, it gets more interesting in the 3rd chapter... It's because I'm kinda new, isn't it?



--Chapter 2--
-My Friend, a Trainer-

The front door of the house opened and Hazel and J.H. got out. It was already two o’clock in the afternoon, and even though the Sun shined, the temperature was nice and smooth. The smell of the freshly cut grass in the neighborhood helped. They started heading towards the park, however nut rushing it much. Hazel looked at the landscape of her street. The houses were all very nice, and while at first they seemed alike, they all had differences that distinguished them. The sky was blue, and some white clouds traveled silently through it. It was truly a pretty day, no wonder their mother wanted them to get out for a while…

“Man, I’m never climbing on a bike again!” J.H. said, looking at a scratch on his left hand.

Hazel looked at him. “You fell again, didn’t you?”

“Yeah. Stupid bike…”

“Don’t let that put you down, bro! If at first you don’t succeed…”

“It didn’t put me down, I’m just saying I’m never climbing on a bike again!”

“Whatever.”

Meanwhile, in the park, among all the trees and grass, a battle was brewing between two Pokémon, both small ones: one was blue and walked on all fours, and besides the markings on its body, it had a large bulb on its back and red eyes. The other was a lizard-like one, orange with blue eyes and on the tip of its tail burned a slightly little flame. There also stood two trainers: a ten year-old boy with a cap in his head and a blue t-shirt and shorts, and another boy, this one an eleven year-old, with wavy blond hair long to the middle of his cheeks, charming greenish eyes, a red t-shirt, long jean shorts and grey and red sneakers. He was called Leonardo.

“Bulbasaur! Use your Tackle!” Leonardo shouted. Bulbasaur charged against the lizard Pokémon, but it quickly evaded the attack by jumping.

“Charmander, Ember!” The boy with the cap said, and Charmander followed his Trainer’s order, trying to fire at Bulbasaur, but the blond haired boy noticed that in a flash.

“Evade!” The grass Pokémon ran from its spot, barely avoiding a shower of burning ashes, but immediately held its fighting stance. The Charmander landed.

Two girls and another boy watched the battle from Leonardo’s side. One of the girls was fourteen, the other thirteen and the boy was nine. The first girl had wavy hair, like the trainer, but hers was dark brown and much longer, and her eyes were also darker. She wore a pink t-shirt, jeans and a purple skirt long to her knees over them. Her shoes could barely be seen, but they were pink like her t-shirt. She wore also a black spiked bracelet on each arm. Her name was Jocelyn, but everyone called her Jo. The second girl wore a black top over a beige t-shirt, a long orange skirt and black sandals, along with at least four necklaces she had made herself. Her dark honey colored hair reached her shoulders, but was held in a low ponytail. She was known as Sandy. The boy had short hair that stood on end, the same color as Sandy’s. He was wearing a green t-shirt with a white vertical stripe on the right side, jeans and white tennis shoes, already assuming other color from overuse. His name was Jonas.

Jo happily yelled. “Go ahead, li’l bro, you can do it!”

“Even though that other kid has the upper hand…” Sandy observed.

“How do you know?” Jonas looked up at his sister.

“I may not know much about this battle business, but fire has always advantage over grass.” Sandy watched the battle as she spoke.

After being able to dodge another Ember attack, the Bulbasaur awaited orders.

“Ok, Bulbasaur! Try out your Vine Whip!”

“Bulba!” Bulbasaur sent out its long vines and before Charmander was able to dodge it, it was trapped by its foe’s attack.

“Char…” It painfully tried to escape, but it was no use.

“Charmander!” Its trainer yelled.

“Great, Bulbasaur! Now throw him!”

And so the grass Pokémon did, sending the Charmander flying through the air. It ended up hitting its back harshly against a tree and fell on the ground before having any chance of reacting. But it still tried to stand up, even though it was tired and worn out… Everyone looked expectantly at the fire Pokémon. But soon it left fatigue take over and fainted.

“Yeah! We did it, Bulbasaur!” The boy almost jumped, as did his companions behind him.

The grass Pokémon showed a smile. “Bulbasaur!”

The cap boy rushed to his injured partner. “Charmander, are you all right?”

“Char…” The Charmander slowly opened its eyes, but smiled at the boy. “Char! Char!” The boy sighed with relief.

“Hey”

The capped boy looked at who said that. It was his former adversary.

“That was an awesome battle. I’m sure you’ll reach far!” He said, stretching out his hand.

The capped boy smiled too. “Heh, thanks! You’re awesome too! I hope we battle again!” He grabbed Leonardo’s hand and they exchanged a friendly handshake.

Soon the boy had left to the Pokémon Center with his Charmander, with the promise of someday seeing them again. Leonardo waved for a while, but then his attention turned to their back.

“Hey guys!” It was a girl’s voice they knew for a long time. Soon they saw the girl who had shouted and a boy rushing to them.

“Hazel! J.H.! You, out here?” Sandy seemed baffled.

Hazel panted a bit when she arrived. “Yeah… We thought we’d join you today…”

“No we didn’t! It was Mom that…” Hazel covered her brother’s mouth. The rest of the gang laughed.

“He he… So, what’s new?” She asked.

“You’ll never guess! Leo’s a Trainer now!” Jonas told them, a clear tone of excitement in his voice.

“Wow, cool!!!” J.H. quickly replied.

Hazel, however, seemed strangely shocked. “…A Trainer?”

“Well, yeah…” Leonardo stood aside, showing his Bulbasaur. “I know I should’ve started last year…”

Jo stepped forward. “Our parents thought it was time Leo had something else to occupy his mind besides school. He only started a few days ago, though…”

J.H. petted Leo’s Bulbasaur, while Hazel just looked.

Sandy also joined the talking. “And you just missed a battle, guys! If you had come a bit earlier…”

“Really? Aw, darn…” J.H. said.

“That’s okay. I know something that may more than make up for it!” Leo pulled out a paper from his back pocket.

“What’s that?” Hazel asked.

“A pamphlet from Cerulean Gym! There’s going to be a battle there today. A Trainer’s going to try earning the Cascade Badge!”

“You never showed me that!” Jo said, crossing her arms in front of her.

“Heh, sorry…”

“Wow! A Gym battle! Are you going to try it too?” Jonas asked.

“Are you kidding? I only started being a Trainer three days ago… It takes much more than that to beat a Gym Leader, you know!” Leo said.

Sandy looked at the pamphlet. “Do we need tickets or anything like that?”

“No, it says the entrance is free. But it starts at four o’clock, so we better hurry.” Jo remarked, upon closer inspection of the pamphlet. “Is it okay with you?” She turned to Hazel and J.H.

“I guess so… We have nothing to lose, have we?” Hazel said.

“Let’s get going already!” J.H. clearly liked the idea, and started walking. But… “Uh… Any of you know where the Gym is?”

The others sweat dropped a bit. But soon they were on their way to the Gym.

 

[ShadowCloud62]

Hmm, received your PM request, and after returning from dumb old school.....
Good chapters, the story seems good so far. I hope you update soon, and while you're at it, review my ficcy....(narrows eyes)....well, you don't have to, but it's a non-Pokemon fic. ^_^ Good story though!

 

[Mika_Coyote]

Thank you, ShadowCloud! ^^ I'm glad you liked it. I just hoped more people would read it... I don't know, it just seems weird how fast my fic keeps getting pushed out of the first page... But anyways, this next chapter is where it really starts getting to the point. There are a lot of references to... Well, I don't want to spoil it for the readers(if there are any others besides ShadowCloud...).




--Chapter 3--
-Event at Cerulean Gym-

Leonardo and Jo took the lead, Hazel and J.H. followed closely, and lastly on the line were Sandy and Jonas. While they passed through the bright streets of Cerulean, Hazel couldn’t shake off a strange feeling about one of her friends actually becoming a Trainer. She had never really thought about becoming one herself, it seemed something far beyond her reach. She wouldn’t have what it takes, anyway, she thought… But seeing Leonardo as one… Someone so close to her, a Trainer… It was just too unthinkable to be true, but there she was, heading towards Cerulean Gym, a place that she had never thought about really going to, and that she would probably never go to if that hadn’t happened…

“Hey Hazel! You there?”

She suddenly broke from her thoughts upon hearing Sandy’s voice. “Huh? What?”

“Where were you, gal?”

Hazel embarrassedly held her neck. “Uh, nowhere… I was just thinking, that’s all.”

“She does that all the time.” J.H. said.

“Do not!” She quickly turned to her brother, as Sandy was startled by her sudden movement.

“’twas only a joke, sis!”

“…Okay.”

Jo pointed forward. “There it is! Cerulean Gym!”

“And right on time, too! C’mon, let’s go before all the good seats are gone!” Leonardo started running, and the others followed him.

Cerulean Gym had a semi-sphere for a roof, and over the label that assured that was the place, a statue of a white seal Pokémon. There was quite a line at the Gym entrance, so it took a while to actually get inside, but once there, the atmosphere became much lighter. The corridors were painted in jolly colors, namely yellow and orange, with a purple carpet on the ground, and many of the walls were glass plated, letting one see the blue, coral-filled aquarium.

“Wow. This place is beautiful!” Sandy said, looking at one of the glass walls.

“Yeah, but… Shouldn’t we better get going to our seats?” Jonas turned to the stairs that could be seen nearby.

They climbed up the stairs and, after crossing another corridor and following more people, arrived on the balcony. Once there, they started looking for six seats, which was a little hard, since there were already a lot more people sitting.

“Hey guys! Over here!” Jo had been lucky enough to find what they were looking for: six seats, in a row where they could see anything that happened down at the battlefield.

“Way to go, Jo!” Leonardo said, sitting on one of the seats. “This spot is awesome!”

While the others sat down, Hazel still looked at where the battle would take place. It was a swimming pool, with five floating mattresses. The ones closer to the edge of the pool were red and blue, while the others were yellow, and had a link to the end of the pool (probably the ones the trainers would be on). She sat down, and looked at the others.

“Will it take long?” She asked Sandy, who was next to her on the left.

“Err… I don’t know.”

“They said it started at four, but these kinds of things always take a bit longer to start.” Leonardo watched his pamphlet. “Hey, the Gym Leaders are the Sensational Sisters…”

“Who are those?” J.H. asked.

“They’re four sisters that specialize in synchronized swimming, but they also run the Gym. Well, three of them, at least. They’re famous in that branch…” Jo told them.

“What about the other sister?” Jonas asked.

Jo thought for a bit. “I think she’s not old enough yet… She IS undertaking training, though…”

The lights started to go out, and everyone looked down at the battlefield. A young man dressed in a coat came to the middle of the left side of the pool. Apparently, he was going to be the referee for the match.

“Welcome to Cerulean Gym, spectators! The battle is just about to begin, as soon as the Leader and the contestant arrive!” He spoke through a microphone, and his voice echoed on every speaker in the Gym.

Soon after that, appeared a girl from one of the corners of the stadium, who came to step on the red floating mat. She had golden, wavy long hair, slightly held on the right by a flower-shaped hairpin. She wore a red swimsuit that resembled a dress, and white light shoes. She didn’t appear to be much older than Jo. Near the wall, behind her, were now standing three other girls, all sporting similar swimsuits, but different hairstyles and colors and also ages. The crowd roared in applause.

“Here come the Leaders of Cerulean Gym, the Sensational Sisters! It appears Daisy is going to take on the challenge!”

Daisy slightly fixed her hair, hearing the cheers of people.

“But where’s the contestant?” Hazel asked, in her mind.

And, in another wave of applause, appeared a boy from the other side of the field, and stepped on the blue mat. He was probably as old as Hazel, and had dark short hair, nearly blue, with a slightly spiked fringe and dark eyes as well. He wore a red long-sleeved jacket, a grey t-shirt, jeans and red tennis shoes. A determined glare came out of his eyes.

“And here’s the contestant, Corey!” The applauses didn’t cease for a long time.

Corey decided to wave to the crowd.

“Okay, enough with the applauses, folks! It’s the time you’ve all been waiting for! This match will be a two-on-two battle where the contestant will be aiming for a prize, the Cascade Badge! Choose your Pokémon, combatants!”

“This is going to be easy.” Daisy said, with a smile. She picked a Pokéball, and in the same movement she both pressed the startup button and threw it. “Go, Seel!”

A seal Pokémon came out of the Ball with a cry and landed on one of the mats. “Seel! Seel!”

“Great! I know what to do now!” He also threw a Pokéball. “Go, Pidgey!”

The Pokéball opened, revealing a bird Pokémon that back flipped through the air as it sang its bird call.

“Pidgey, use your Gust attack!” Corey yelled.

The Pidgey stopped and started flapping its wings at high speed, summoning a powerful gust of wind against the Seel, who tried to withstand it with its eyes opened.

Daisy still smiled. “Go with Headbutt, Seel!”

Seel held its stance and charged through the air, against the bird, but it was able to dodge it, making Seel fall into the water below. It tried to stay above the water level, though.

“Good, Pidgey! Now use Tackle!”

Now it was Pidgey’s time to charge full power against the water Pokémon. As soon as the attack succeeded, Seel was knocked into the water again. But it wasn’t going to give up that easily.

“That was fast, don’t you think?” Jonas asked.

“Yeah… Almost too fast.” Jo said.

Leonardo looked at his sister. “What do you mean?”

“Corey doesn’t look like the type of Trainer who’d recklessly go against a Gym Leader just like that… I think he’s kind of testing Pidgey.”

Daisy watched, not much worried, at Corey’s determination. “Seel, Water Gun!”

The Seel leaped out of the water and rapidly fired its attack at Pidgey, which was hit with no chance of countering. Corey looked surprised at the blow.

“Pidgey!!”

“This’ll end you! Seel, use Aurora Beam!” Daisy yelled.

Pidgey was heavily hit by a colorful beam of light, even harder than the last blow it had received. It tried to hold on, but the beam was too strong… And it started falling.

“No!” Corey picked Pidgey’s Pokéball. “Pidgey, come back!” A red laser fired at Pidgey, and it swiftly came back inside the Ball. But to everyone’s surprise, his expression didn’t seem as worried as it should be. He picked a new Pokéball from his pocket and as soon as it was ready, he threw it.

“Now it’s your turn!!!”

A Bulbasaur emerged from the Ball, emitting its cry.

“Hey! He’s got a Bulbasaur like you, Leo!” J.H. said.

Leo agreed, and added to his comment. “But his looks a lot tougher…”

Hazel looked at Corey, and his Bulbasaur. But…

“Brute Root! Razor Leaf!!!”

Hazel’s eyes widened as something suddenly crashed inside her head. Images flickered inside her mind, one after another, almost too fast for her to understand… A storm brewed. A dark castle… A battle… Two creatures, equals… Fighting? A voice she had just heard sounded. Ordering Brute Root a Razor Leaf. A large creature… Was it a Bulbasaur? No… It wasn’t… An evolution, perhaps?... But something else… Cold purple eyes… The other equal dodged and attacked… The trainer… Running to his partner’s side… But that Pokémon was different… Why?... Hazel quickly took her hands to her head and tried to stop the slideshow. There were too much images for her to bear… But it suddenly faded away. Her mind was back on the Gym, however her head hurt… But… why?

“Sis! You all right?” It was J.H.

Hazel put her hands down, embarrassedly. “…Yeah, I… I think so…”

“You sure?” Sandy asked. “You seem a little creeped out.”

“No, I’m fine, don’t worry.”

“O-Kay…” She turned to the battlefield, but still with her eyes on Hazel for a moment.

Down at the battlefield, Brute Root’s Razor Leaf had been able to knock out Seel, much to everyone’s surprise, even Daisy’s. Corey on the other hand, held a confident smirk on his face, along with the look of determination he had been sporting since the battle had begun. After calling her Pokémon back, Daisy shook off the shock and smiled.

“Very good, but I doubt you’ll keep it up!” She picked her last Pokéball and threw it just like she had done with the previous one. A Starmie appeared, its center sparkling, ready for battle.

“Starmie! Swift!!!”

Starmie leaped into the air, always under Brute Root’s look, and small star shapes started flew directly onto the grass Pokémon, from Starmie’s jewel. The Bulbasaur held on, awaiting his Trainer’s next command…

“Use your Vine Whip!!” Corey yelled.

Brute Root unleashed his vines, and dodging the shower of stars, enveloped and grabbed the Starmie, putting an end to its attack. Then it lifted it, and with a mighty swing, tossed it to the right side of the field, making it crash into the wall.

“Great, Brute Root!” Corey said.

“This isn’t over yet! Starmie, use your Bubblebeam!”

The star Pokémon quickly stood up, and with another jump, shot its watery beam at Brute Root, now with even more impact. The Bulbasaur held on, but Starmie had clearly much more experience than Seel. Its head shook with each bubble’s hit.

“Brute Root! Roll aside!”

It tried, but the bubbles were too strong and quick for it to make that move. Corey looked at his opponent. By the look on Daisy’s face, she had been expecting this all along. But he couldn’t fail. Not now…

“Brute Root! Use Vine Whip on the bubbles!”

The Bulbasaur seemed surprised at his Trainer’s order, but took out its vines once more, and whip after whip, after whip, managed to prevent itself from getting hit by the shower.

“What?!” Daisy looked astonished.

“Whoa! That was great! Did you see it?” Jonas asked, on the edge of his seat.

Jo was also surprised. “I never saw anything like that!”

“Awesome, Brute Root! Now spray Sleep Powder!”

And so the Bulbasaur did, spraying what seemed like glittery dust all over the field. Even though Starmie didn’t have eyes to close, the evidence of the attack’s success came falling down, like the Pokémon.

“Starmie!!!”

“And now for the final blow! Razor Leaf!!!”

Brute Root left out a shower of leaves, that just like homing devices, flew directly to Starmie and got the battle finished as it landed in the water. When it came up, motionless, the coated guy announced the end of the battle.

“Starmie can’t go on! Victory goes to Corey and Brute Root!”

The crowd roared in applause, while Daisy called Starmie back and joined her sisters.

In all of the noise, were also Leonardo, Jo, Sandy, Jonas, J.H. and Hazel’s claps. Hazel looked down at Corey and Brute Root.

“Good job, Brute Root! That was some battle, huh?” He petted his Pokémon on the head.

“Bulba!” Brute Root happily said.

Hazel smiled, but still had a weird feeling...

“Corey, please step out of the arena so you can receive your Badge!” It was the coated man.

Corey did so and went to the left side of the field. The Sensational Sisters were awaiting him, Daisy in front of them.

“This was quite a battle, and you proved we still have work to do in terms of training… You’ll be a great Trainer, I can assure… Well, a loss is a loss. Misty?”

The youngest of the Sisters was a nine year-old orange haired girl with slightly greenish blue eyes. She held a box in her hands, which she opened to Daisy. The older sister picked something from the box and handed it to Corey.

“I confer you the Cascade Badge!”

The cheering loud noise was heard once more all over the stadium, but now it lasted longer, while Corey lifted his hand holding the badge. Later, everyone started leaving. Hazel’s friends stood up too, and headed to the door, however she still looked down, more precisely at Misty…

“Hazel! What are you still doing there?” It was J.H.’s voice.

“Oh, um, nothing, nothing! I’m coming!” She quickly joined the rest of the group.

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“Wow, that was some battle, huh? It was all cool and stuff with the Gust, and the Bulbasaur, and the Razor Leaf, and the Starmie…” J.H. was almost hyper.

Already outside the Gym, everyone talked about what they had just seen, as they walked.

Jo agreed. “Yeah, I couldn’t believe that move the Bulbasaur did with Vine Whip!”

“I bet Leo could do that too, couldn’t ya, Leo?” Jonas looked at Leonardo, who seemed flattered at the compliment.

“Gee, thanks, but I’m still just a rookie!”

“Nonsense, Leo! You’re awesome at anything you try! I’m sure Pokémon won’t be an exception!” Sandy said, confidently. It was true. Leonardo was a whiz at almost everything at school(besides Art), any kind of sport, or any game he received for his computer. Something he was admired for…

“Well… Maybe!” Leonardo said, with a smile.

“Yeah! And we’ll be all rooting for ya!” J.H. exclaimed.

Hazel just nodded, hoping that no one would’ve noticed anything.

“Huh? Hazel, is everything all right?” Jo asked, but all of the others(excluding maybe J.H.) had the same look as she did in their eyes.

“Uh… I… Um…” She put one hand on her head. “I… got a bit of a headache… Must’ve been from all that time in the Gym… He he…” She tried to hide her embarrassment, but it was too late.

Sandy raised an eyebrow, but kept a cheerful voice tone. “Boy, you really are a greenhouse flower, aren’t you?”

Hazel giggled a bit, but her head slightly hurt. “Ow…”

“Are you sure everything’s all right? Maybe you should go home.” Leo said, looking at her.

“…Maybe… Okay. J.H, you coming?” She turned to her brother.

J.H. had been talking to Jonas, but he quickly replied. “Sure thing, missy! I’ll escort you home!”

“J.H, please!”

“Just kidding! It’s almost 7.30, anyways…”

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[shadowlight]

It was great
Could her vision be from an earlier life or a premonition or maybe just her imagination
I wonder why she saw brute root though

 

[ShadowCloud62]

Maybe she's a reincarnation or something.......*starts thinking*

 

[shadowlight]

Yeah an earlier lif but if so why would there be Brute root

 

[Mika_Coyote]

O.O Wow! Thank you so much for reading... Really, thank you! ^^ I hope you're enjoing the fic...

All right, here it is... The final chapter in this fic... Which will open way for more. A surprise lies inside!

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--Chapter 4--
-The Future of a Legend-


After saying their short goodbyes to the others, Hazel and J.H. took the road to their home. Sandy, Jonas, Jo and Leonardo looked at them as they disappeared from their sight, and then turned to another way.

“Hey sis, is everything all right?” J.H. asked.

Hazel sighed. “Why is everyone asking me that?”

“I don’t know, maybe because it does seem something isn’t right?”

“Well, um… Thanks for worrying, but… I’m fine, really. I just… Huh?” Hazel turned to her front and saw an empty bench. A rapid flash suddenly appeared in her mind, two boys sitting there, and a yellow Pokémon, talking about something… She quickly blinked and her head hurt once again.

“Hazel, you’re really weird today.” J.H. told her. “You’re not fine, are you?”

Hazel put her right hand behind her neck. “Ok, so maybe I’m not. But don’t worry about it, okay? It’s… just one of those annoying headaches.”

“Well… Ok!” J.H. seemed to forget all about it while they headed home from there.

When they arrived, Jorgen had already come home from work, and was watching his favorite motor show in the living room, while Ann-Mary read a book.

“Hiya Mom! Hiya Dad!” J.H. said, rushing into the room, followed by Hazel.

“Hi kids! So, did you go out?” Jorgen asked.

“Yeah, we met Jonas and the others in the park, and then we went to Cerulean Gym!”

Ann-Mary smiled. “See, was it so bad? You had fun, didn’t you?”

“Sure did!” J.H. told them.

“Yeah! Uh… Hey, I’m going to my room, okay?” Hazel asked.

“…Okay, dear. But I want to hear all about it when you come down!” Ann-Mary said.

Hazel climbed up the stairs, entered her room, and lied down on the bed. What was happening…? Why was she seeing images she had never thought of, and why couldn’t she control it? It just didn’t make any sense… It must’ve been her imagination playing tricks on her… Nothing else. That was the only reason she could find for that. She sat and picked up her flute. Maybe a little music would lighten her mood a bit… So she started playing the music she had found earlier that day. That mysterious melody she had liked so much… Outside, the sun was starting to set, as the colors started filling the sky, scenery she loved being able to watch from her window. She stopped playing and sighed. But suddenly she had a weird feeling. A feeling she wasn’t alone in that room. She stood up and looked in the direction of her closet, and to her surprise, she saw what seemed like a transparent girl, but each second that passed she gained opacity, until she was almost fully visible. Also, a strange aura surrounded her, as if she wasn’t real… Hazel screamed.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

The girl was startled at the scream, but tried to tell her to calm down with her hands. “Shh, be quiet!”

“Who are you??? What are you doing here???” Hazel tried to keep her distance, but took a better look at the girl.

Besides the weird aura, the girl seemed pretty normal. She was most probably seventeen, and was wearing a pink t-shirt with elbow-long sleeves, jeans long to the middle of her shins, and white black-striped sneakers that would envelop her ankles, if they hadn’t some sort of buckle joining both sides in front. That was all Hazel saw, since she was too freaked out to tell anything else.

The girl didn’t seem much worried at Hazel’s reaction. In fact, it seemed she was expecting it.

“Will you relax? I’m not a ghost or anything!” She giggled as she spoke.

“Just… Just tell me who you are, okay?? Who are you??” Hazel trembled like leaves.

The girl crossed her arms in front of her and smiled, as if she was about to do something that would amuse her. “Maybe if you look in the mirror you’ll get an answer.”

“W-What?? What do you mean??”

Hazel didn’t do a thing for a while, but seeing she wouldn’t get the answer any other way, she slowly approached the mirror on the closet door. Still trembling, she watched her reflection and tried to understand what the girl wanted.

“S-so what? This doesn’t tell me who you are!” She said, not taking her eyes off the mirror.

“Are you sure?” The girl stood next to her in front of the mirror. She leaned forward to make herself shorter.

Hazel looked at their reflection for a while. And saw something that freaked her out even more… Except for the girl’s hairdo, that had a fringe combed to the right, and was longer and less neglected than hers… The hazelnut eyes, the silky chocolate milk-colored hair, the pale skin… Were the same! Hazel jumped away from the closet and stared at the girl. She noticed on her left arm… The same bracelet she had worn for all those years!

“What… But how… Who… Who are you???” She asked again.

The girl giggled once again, too. “I thought you already got that. I am you!”

“But… But… But…”

“It’s all right, don’t worry! I’d be freaked out too, if I was in your place! Heck, it’s not everyday you manage to travel through realities…”

Hazel tried to pull herself together. “But… But I am me… And you… you… What’s happening here???”

“I’m you, five years into the future. Can you relax a bit now?” She said.

Hazel finally managed to calm down, however she was still scared. “The future? You mean… You traveled through time?” Again, the words rang a bell in Hazel’s mind, but she fought it.

The older Hazel slightly tilted her head. “Well… Yeah, but not only that. I traveled through realities, too…”

“Realities? What do you mean?”

“Even though you can see me, in this world I’m more like a hologram than a real person. See?”

She put her hand in front of her, for Hazel to touch. She hesitated a bit, but did so, and saw that her hand could pass right through her older self’s. She didn’t even feel it.

“But… I don’t get it. Why are you here?”

The older Hazel sighed. “I came to ask you a favor.” She paused, and looked at Hazel’s surprised look. “I’m not pushing you, you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to…”

“What… what do you want me to do?” Hazel asked, slowly.

“I want you to become a Pokémon Trainer.”

Heavy, silent moments passed.

Hazel blinked. “Say what?!”

“I told you. I want you to become a Pokémon Trainer.”

“But… Why?”

Her older self sighed once again, and looked at the window. “I told you I come from another reality… In my reality, Pokémon… Aren’t real.”

“Pokémon… not real?”

“Yes. In my reality, Pokémon are nothing but imagination… Images in games, shows or movies… Or plastic or stuffed toys, you know. You can say they exist, but only inside our minds, and in the pictures… Not as a living, breathing creature that you can see, or feel with your own hands. Like… here.”

She paused again and looked at Hazel. “That’s why I want you to become a Trainer. I never had, and never will have the chance… But you have.”

Hazel looked at her older self like if she had been telling a story. “…Gee, that’s… I don’t know… I think I’m just… Not cut out for that, I mean…”

The older Hazel smiled. “Don’t worry, you’ll do fine! I know I can do it!”

“Well, maybe you can, but…”

She giggled. “I am you, so if I can do it, you can as well!”

“Oh.”

Hazel thought for a while, but then her older self approached her and put her virtual right hand on Hazel’s shoulder. The hologram smiled.

“Do what you want, but choose your decisions wisely, okay? You have nothing in your way. It may be hard at first… but I know I can trust you.”

“Uh… okay…” Hazel showed a slight smile for the first time.

The future Hazel closed her eyes in a joyful way. “Oh! I almost forgot! I’m such an idiot!”

Hazel found that weird. Her future self put a finger in front of her mouth. “Shh. This is very, very risky, and secret too… But I have to do this, anyways… Don’t get scared, okay?”

She held both her hands in front of her, and on them… Appeared some sort of a glowing shapeless white but colorful energy, surrounded by sparkles and tiny beams that circled it. Its light changed the mood of the room.

Hazel widened her eyes as she looked at it. “What… Is that?!”

The older Hazel giggled again. “A bit of my knowledge of the Pokémon world! I want to share this with you; you might find it useful… Has been unstable these past few hours…”

Hazel got it. “So that’s what has been happening to me! That means… What I saw… It was something that you know, and... Does that mean…”

“It will become reality in your world. Yeah, that’s it…”

“Whoa…” Hazel stopped for a bit. “But… Wouldn’t it be better if I found out all by myself?”

The older Hazel looked at her, and giggled. “Don’t worry about that. It’s not what you think… You already have the ability inside of you… What I want to share with you is merely a key to its awakening.”

“Ability?”

“In your world, several events will take place. Events that will change its course, related to… Pokémon Legends. And while some will have the chance to take part in them, others won’t. Some won’t even be aware of the events… But you will, because you will have a sixth sense, enabling you to know, to feel certain Pokémon’s actions, no matter how far they are from you.”

Hazel seemed even more surprised when she realized… “You mean… I’m able to sense Legendary Pokémon?”

“Yeah… It’s a gift you’ve been blessed with, but it’s not fully active as of now.”

“Whoa…” She held her hand behind her head. “I thought… You’d give me all you know…”

“What? You thought I’d spoil all your fun?” She held a comical tone in her voice.

Hazel tried to hide her embarrassment. “He he…” Both laughed quietly for a while.

The older Hazel stopped. “…I’m sure you’ll do fine!”

Hazel smiled, but now a full smile, free from all fear, all hesitation. A smile retributed by her older self.

The future Hazel looked at the time. “Oh my gosh! My time here is almost over! Quick, are you ready?”

“I… I guess so!”

“Okay, here goes nothing!” The shapeless energy floated up from future Hazel’s hands, and approached Hazel, as she watched, not knowing what to do. But suddenly it started shining, and the sparks and beams, as well as the light enveloped the room, making it look more like a supernatural place, everything around irradiated a strange glow. Hazel and future Hazel felt what seemed like wind on their hair and clothes. The beams traveled swiftly around the room, and stars were everywhere. The girls looked around to see if they completely understood what was happening, but all of a sudden the shapeless energy thing rushed into Hazel’s body, and the beams were magnetically attracted to it, causing a spiral of light to form around her. Surprisingly enough, Hazel didn’t feel anything different on the inside, as she had expected. She watched the spiral spinning around her, but then turned her head to her future self. The older girl smiled, but now a smile of a slight sadness.

“I’m glad I was able to talk to you… Make the best out of your life, okay? You have everything at your reach.”

Hazel soon realized what she meant. She smiled too. “I liked talking to you too! ... And… Uh… I’ll try!”

Hazel’s older self giggled. “You’re really me, no doubt about it!” She took one step back. “Take care of yourself!”

“No, wait!” Hazel stretched out her right arm to reach the older girl, and noticed the spiral of light was getting thinner. When she looked at future Hazel, she was shining brightly, still holding a smile, and suddenly a heavy blinding flash covered all that could be seen…

In the blink of an eye, it was over.

Hazel looked around. The spiral around her had faded, and she was alone once again in her room. Everything was back to normal; her room was again a regular room. She put her hand on her chest to try and see if she felt anything different, but… Nothing. It seemed all a dream that was now gone.

«Yeah, right…» She thought. «I must be getting crazy. Yeah, right, holograms from the future telling I can sense Pokémon… Yeah, that’s right, it was all my imagination! It’s the only explanation I can get… But that’s all it was!»

Hazel left out a sigh of relief, but suddenly a shadow appeared on the reflected sunset light on the bedroom wall. It was something like a cat with a long tail… Peeking inside. She had a strange feeling as she looked at the shadow, as if… she knew it. Some moments passed… She quickly turned to the window, but she saw only the sky.

“Hey, wait!!” She rushed to the window, opened it and leaned outside, scanning the area for the figure she had just seen, but with no use. It was gone. Hazel looked down for a bit, but… Something was happening. She felt a new strength, something she had never felt before. Looking at the setting Sun, she thought… The end of a day means a new tomorrow. New chances in the horizon. She knew what to do. She closed the window and raced downstairs. She quickly entered the living room, startling her parents.

“Hazel? What’s wrong?” Ann-Mary asked, looking at her daughter. Jorgen sported the same surprised look as her.

“Mom… Dad…” She said.

“What?”

Hazel smiled. “…I want to be a Pokémon Trainer.”

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[shadowlight]

That was great
alternate reality hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Can't wait for next Chapter

 

[ShadowCloud62]

......Whoa, intense, literally. I feel like I just watched an FMA episode...and trust me, that's rare on my part since I BARELY feel that way EXCEPT for FMA. It was so beautiful.....oh boy, now I wanna read the next update!!!

^_^

 

[Mika_Coyote]

Wow... I didn't know you liked it so much! Thank you, thank you, thank you! ^_^ Uh... I didn't really have more of the fic, but since you guys are enjoying the fic so much... I might continue it! What do you say?

Thank you so much again! *hugs you*