Rated PG-13 to R for mild violence, mild sexual content and occasional mature situations. Drama/Comedy. Ed and Luce set off on a journy to find themselves, but will they like what they find? Will Ed find out what happened to his father. Will Luce find out what he wants to do with his life? Find out in Summer Storms
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Chapter 1 - Leaving behind Azalea
Chapter 2 - Trailblazing Ilex
Chapter 3 - Rice and Turkey Sandwiches
Day One
It was a hot day in Azalea Town, and a young man in denim shorts and a tan baggy tee shirt with a faded pokeball logo on it was out on the front porch laid out on a lawn chair, looking down at the rest of the town from the hill. A cooler beside the lawn chair and a pair of mopeds on the road with a trailer behind were all recent additions, well, maybe not the cooler. The young man sipped from his can of lemonade and leaned back in the lawn chair, enjoying the shade of the trees in the yard. Edward Malkovai was a Pokemon Trainer, and he was waiting for somebody. He heard grunting noises in the other house; the sounds of pleasant yipping followed by a squeaky door and a heavy thud besides him got his attention. Ed glanced toward the cause of the sound, noting a cardboard box. He then lifted his sunglasses up to see Luce standing there over him, sweating a bit.
“You could be helping, you know… this whole thing is your idea,” Luce said, panting and resting against the frame of the screen door, catching his breath as Mist, Ed’s Eevee was bouncing around, clearly excited. Ed just flashed a toothy grin and sat up, his bright red hair flailing in the summer breeze as he took off his sunglasses, grabbing his phone and checking it for messages.
“Luce, I don’t see why you complain, after all, don’t you want to do something other than babysitting pokemon all day?” Ed retorted, opening the box checking it out, noting it was just some kitchen supplies. “Is this more stuff you’re taking back to your folks? Sheesh, you had a lot of stuff in there.”
“Hey, I’m the one who brought the dishes and stuff, you just brought the electronics.” Luce defended, wiping the sweat from his brow. Luce wore a white tee shirt and baggy jogging shorts, his brown hair blowing in the wind, his exhaustion completed. Mist rushed over to Ed, and curled around his legs, yipping happily. “Not that I’m complaining, the TV and the radio were awesome.”
Ed smirked and reached into his cooler, tossing Luce a can of lemonade. “Thanks man,” Luce said, popping the can open and drinking. “Are you sure you want to do this? I mean there’s no turning back now but, do you really think you can make it, you’re starting so late to be a trainer.”
Ed knelt down and reached into a pouch on his side, pulling out some pink Nanab berries, which he gave to Mist, feeding her the slow ripening berries. They were some of her favorites, and Ed always took care of his pokemon. “I got my pokemon when everybody else did, I just didn’t leave town to pursue. I mean, come on, education first man.”
“Yeah, but I mean, a trainer? Pokemon are boring, all we got around here are Slowpokes,” Luce complained. Ed took the last box and put it in the back of the trailer that was affixed to his moped; he looked over at Mist and waved her over. The pokemon yipped happily and leaped onto his shoulder.
“Listen, at least go into the forest and try catching something.” Ed said, checking the hitch for the trailer. He stood up, and walked back to his lawn chair, picking it up and folding it. Under the chair was a black and red backpack; Ed set the lawn chair in the trailer, then went back to put the backpack on, pulling out a few small golf ball-sized pokeballs for Luce.
“Hey man, I said I’d help, I only agreed to go along… since you’re talking half the rent with you anyways I might as well,” Luce said, somewhat glaring at the pokeballs.
Ed crossed his arms and thought for a moment, the sun bright just past overhead as noon took its end, Mist even looking furtive as Ed looked the same. But before he opened his mouth, Luce stopped him. “I bet you ten bucks I won’t find anything even if I looked.” Ed was shocked, so was Mist, each sharing a look of surprise; were they that predictable?
“Alright, you’re on man. Meet me at the Pokemon Center when you finish, call me if you have trouble,” he said, grinning and laughing as he sat on his moped, the Eevee purring pleasantly and holding onto his shoulder with its claws, digging in a bit too much. He started down the hill slowly, not wanting the hitch to snap or come loose; the trailer might’ve been too full, but it was the last load and Ed wanted out.
It was later in the afternoon when Ed got to the Pokemon Center; Nurse Donna was tending to some wandering boy’s Pikachu, but Ed didn’t pay them any mind and laid out on the couch. Mist leaped on top of him, nuzzling onto his stomach, making him chuckle from the ticklish fur. He checked his messages and, bored, flipped through some pokedex entries. It was a modern age after all, and pokedexes were uploaded onto phones, information being sent out all the time. Ed sighed, flipping through about thirty, looking at Eevee entry and her evolutions.
The minutes turned to hours and day turned to dusk, and Ed had turned to sleeping. His Eevee had apparently strongly agreed, as she was nuzzled up against Ed’s stomach and was purring lightly. “Yo, EDWARD, are you here?” he heard, waking with a start. The Eevee fell off the couch and growled in an annoyed tone. Ed’s eyes had opened lazily, and he saw what looked to be a pregnant Luce before him.
“Whoa… that’s a weird look for—“ he had started to say as Luce pulled out the egg from under his shirt. Ed scrubbed the last of the sandman’s leavings from his eyes and checked out the egg, gazing at its large form. “Where did you find this, dude? Out in the forest?” he inquired placing a hand on it; it was warm, and a bit wet. Ed cocked an eye and thought for a moment, then proceeded to wipe his hand off on Luce’s jacket, sticking his tongue out. “Ick.”
“Hey, it’s a long walk and I was out in the forest in this weather; course I’m sweating. Anyhow, I found this out in the forest; I guess I owe you ten bucks after all eh?” Luce explained with the egg in both hands, held securely. Ed laughed and shook his head indicating it wasn’t really a serious bet, though he would have given Luce the money had he not found one.
“Nah, but let’s go get that thing examined and figure out what it is,” he said, and walked up to the counter. A Chansey in a nurse’s hat was minding the counter, a stone in its pouch, keeping it happy and content. He looked down at the short thing; Ed was by no means a tall person, he stood about 5’8” and often was overshadowed. Luce was taller, at nearly 6 foot. “Wanna get Donna for us, Chance?” he said, looking over the egg-shaped monster. It trilled and gave a pleasant nod, rushing into the back room.
“He woke up finally? Finally, I thought he would never leave,” a woman in white scrubs said, blinking, shocked to see that Ed was glaring at her as she said that. She brushed her bright blonde hair from her eyes and groaned. She walked over to the counter, and laid her head down, eyes shut and the florescent light did nothing but make her skin look like fresh porcelain. “What do you want, Ed?”
“Actually Donna, I’ve got an egg I found, I was curious if you could tell me what it is?” Luce said, holding out the egg. The Chansey trilled happily and rushed around the counter to snag it from him, and it nuzzled it pleasantly. “Ok…ay?” he said, a little worried. The Chansey rushed back and handed Donna the egg. She groaned and lift the egg, grunting a bit and setting it onto a nearly incubator. Ed and Mist were watching eagerly, Mist on Ed’s shoulder.
“Okay, its heavy, that’s for- WHOA, 45 pounds? That’s nuts!” she said, and checked it out, running her hands over the shell, feeling its texture. “Pebbly…” she went under the counter, pulled out a hefty book, and began to search the contents. After about five minutes of checking charts and taking measurements she slammed the book shut, causing Mist to leap off of Ed’s shoulder to be caught by the Chansey who promptly cuddled the thing. “I have no idea.” Donna said sheepishly. Ed groaned and turned to the door.
“Oh… well, Ed what do you think it could be?” Luce asked. Ed shrugged and started for the door, Mist leaping onto the couch and onto Ed’s shoulder as he headed out. Once outside he reached into his backpack, pulling out a large twisted device of rubber and aluminum. The doors swung shut behind him as he hunted for the rubber clasp on the machine. Luce came outside and groaned, “You could have said goodbye to her, Ed.”
“I didn’t say goodbye at graduation, I won’t say goodbye now,” Ed said, and with a loud clank he heard the metal lock drop out of place as the device started unfolding into the bike he had bought ages ago. He unfolded it diligently, on his knees and carefully checking it for security as Mist leaped into and got cozy in the now open backpack. “Besides, she didn’t seem happy to see me anyways.”
Luce sighed and sat down, putting the Egg into his backpack and looking at Ed who was putting the bike together. “You know she cares about you,” Luce said, “You two were friends as long as I’ve known you two; I mean I still don’t know what happened.” Ed grunted and popped the second tire in place, and it inflated automatically.
He propped the bike up, then turned to Luce, furrowing his brow, “You don’t need to know what happened. Now, get your skates ready, we’re heading out,” he said, looking as the sun was starting to set. Luce dropped his jaw.
“Are you serious?! It’s so late out, and Ilex forest gets so dark. Why couldn’t we leave tomorrow?” Luce cried out, gob smacked. Ed didn’t turn around and flipped the switch for the light on the front.
“Put on your skates, we’re going now,” he repeated calmly, obviously not going to argue this now. He put one foot on the pedal and tapped his other foot. Mist turned around and mewed at Luce, who had gotten the message. Luce clicked a button on his shoes and skates popped out.
Ed lifted his feet and the bike slowly starts to coast on the road down the hill. Luce yelled out at him, “Hey!” and the rapid skating sounded until Ed felt hands on the back of his bike. “Don’t leave without me!”
Ed laughed and started to pedal down the hill, through the paved road and heading out into the forest along the bike path, cutting so many busy streets away. “You wanted to know why I wanted to start being a pokemon trainer now?” he said softly, barely audible over the sound of the wheels of the bike and the skates. It was more a monologue for only him then anything. “Because I can’t waste my life sitting around for something to happen. I will MAKE something happen!” he cried out, and bolted into the forest. It was a click in his head, something was on fire in his heart and he had the urge to go faster, to break away from Luce and to prove himself a master without anybody’s help. Luce was groaning and sputtering.
“Dude, slow down, I can’t hold on if you go this fast, besides, I’ve got an Egg in my backpack.” Luce called out, and Ed snapped out of it, sighing a bit, the wash of adrenaline faded from his brain and he caught hold of his senses and slowed down a bit, letting them coast slowly as he broke to slow down a bit. He took the path slower; now realizing the terrain might not be fair to them if he went too fast. At least he slowed down so he could watch out for debris.
It was seemingly hours, although Luce’s watch only beeped twice, they knew it was getting closer to midnight then they would want. Ed took a breather and looked around for a clearing; he found one, a clearing with a shrine. It was good enough for Ed; he slowed to a crawl with his bike and let Luce get off, who waved his hands swiftly.
“Oh that hurt’s like nobody’s business!” he said, rubbing his hands over each other. Mist shook awake and stretched out in the backpack, purring as she licked Ed’s ear.
Ed stretched out as well, and laid his bike on the side of the grassy hill. He walked over to one of the benches near the shrine and set the backpack down; Mist meeped and hopped out. Ed reached into a side pocket and pulled out a coffee energy drink, tossing the other to Luce. Then again, it probably would have been smart to make sure Luce was looking.
After the inevitable squabble over tossing cans at people’s heads, the pair cooled off and rested in the dark of the forest, only lit up by a bike’s feeble light. Luce would check on the egg, examining it and holding it close; it was moving around a bit, so Luce was happy as could be.
“That thing might be a powerhouse; I mean it, it’s possible,” Ed said, complimenting Luce’s luck.
“Did I hear somebody say powerhouse?” a voice said from the trees. Ed turned the bike light towards the source, and there stood a young man of maybe 15, dressed in a track suit. Ed smirked, and opened up his cell phone, it showed the map of Ilex forest and showed about three trainers in it, and this guy was one. Ed grins and stood up.
“Mist, I think this this’ll be your first real battle, so let’s do what we practiced,” Ed said softly. Mist nodded and looked at the other boy, growling a bit. “Hello, my name’s Edward, and yours is what?”
The other boy looked right at him and reached for his pokeball. “Mine is Joshua, and I sense you’re interested in a battle!” he said, throwing down a pokeball. A flash of light illuminated the forest. Ed could see the boy perfectly now—there was a painted third eye on his forehead and he wore a hooded track shirt and long track pants. His suit was covered in Unown pictures. The light dissipated and a Kadabra stood out, ready for orders.
Ed stood erect, his posture defiant and strong now. He snapped his left hand and the Eevee leapt forward in front of the Kadabra. Luce sat on the bench hugging his egg, watching the now ensuing fight. Ed chuckled and reaches into his wallet. “How about… a hundred dollars?” he inquired, setting the pace for the contest, high stakes for a young man.
“That is acceptable. Battle will begin… NOW!” Joshua roared, and the Kadabra leapt forward. Ed simply snapped his finger rapidly in a set of four. Ed wasn’t a fool; while lots of Psychic trainers would issue orders mentally, Ed issued them with snaps of his fingers. His Eevee rushed up to the Kadabra with unexpected speed. Luce dropped his jaw and so did Joshua. But this wasn’t Quick Attack, Ed thought, this was something much more potent.
The Eevee cried out and leapt onto the Kadabra, its claws raking over Kadabra’s torso, leaving black claw marks on the body. The Eevee grunted and rushed back to its starting position. Ed blinked and looked at the Eevee, it seemed to hurt itself, and that was part of the trick. Ed looked as the Kadabra waved its hands outwards, and a pink wall was erected between Mist and the Kadabra. Ed chuckled.
“What are you laughing for? Your attack didn’t do anything! Your Eevee hurt itself even!” Joshua mocked, laughing heartlessly. Ed lowered his head but grinned. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a berry, light and hollow. He spritzed Mist’s face and she purred a bit, her face regaining color. The Kadabra would have none of this and rushed forward, swinging a powerful blow across the Eevee, knocking it clean into the trees.
Luce stood up. “What the heck?! Was that a Focus Punch?! Ed, get Eevee out of there!” he cried out, and Ed laughed. He snapped his fingers once, and Mist stood up, growling as if she hadn’t been hit; she rushed madly towards the Kadabra and planted a powerful tackle into the beast, sending it flat on its back. The Kadabra stood up, woozy, its powerful punch denied.
“So, I see you know when your friend is done for, that’s just fine with me if you quit,” Joshua said, laughing and looking at Kadabra, who stood up, but then nearly fell back down. “What is this?” he inquired, looking at the now coughing Kadabra. Ed snapped his fingers four times, and Mist laid down, her head bowed as he seemed to do something.
“Your pokemon is badly hurt, Josh,” Ed said as Josh rushed over to it, a bottle of potion ready, and spraying it on the poor thing. Ed snapped his fingers once, and the Eevee readied herself. Josh saw the Kadabra look up for a moment and then fall back down, groaning. Mist dove right into the Kadabra’s head, and then leapt away. “You’re a fool…”
“Why isn’t the potion working?” Josh cried out trying another one. Ed smirked as the Eevee was showered in a bright light, regaining stamina. He reached into his backpack, pulling a spray bottle, chuckling darkly.
“Maybe if you anticipated poison…” Ed said softly. Mist purred happily, proud of herself for doing just as was expected of her. Luce stood and walked over to Ed, curious himself of what was going on here; Ed was doing something he never told Luce about.
“But poison isn’t a problem when you’ve got as many potions as I’ve got…” Josh said as the Kadabra coughed and fell still; the fight was over. “And besides, my Kadabra inflicts whatever status it has on the opponent.”
“Think about it, kid. My Mist attacked you right off with a powerful move, and I fed her a berry. It wasn’t an Oran or Citrus berry, but it was a Pecha berry.” He grinned at his tactics. “Your Kadabra was fighting against Toxic, and as all novice trainers do, you assumed potions could hold off poison until you get back to town. Well, guess what, it didn’t,” Ed said, explaining it all to the young boy.
With a sullen face, the boy handed over a hundred dollars and Ed waved him off as he walked over to his bike. The young boy headed down the path and soon was faded from the light, as he flipped on a flashlight to keep from getting lost on the path. Ed turned back to his bike after seeing the kid off into the distance.
“Uh, Ed…” Luce said worriedly.
“Yeah Luce?” he said, turning to Luce, who held the egg in hand. There were cracking sounds, and Luce was shaking. Ed blinked; Luce’s watch was beeping as midnight struck.
“It’s hatching…”
End of First day.
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Chapter 1 - Leaving behind Azalea
Chapter 2 - Trailblazing Ilex
Chapter 3 - Rice and Turkey Sandwiches
Day One
It was a hot day in Azalea Town, and a young man in denim shorts and a tan baggy tee shirt with a faded pokeball logo on it was out on the front porch laid out on a lawn chair, looking down at the rest of the town from the hill. A cooler beside the lawn chair and a pair of mopeds on the road with a trailer behind were all recent additions, well, maybe not the cooler. The young man sipped from his can of lemonade and leaned back in the lawn chair, enjoying the shade of the trees in the yard. Edward Malkovai was a Pokemon Trainer, and he was waiting for somebody. He heard grunting noises in the other house; the sounds of pleasant yipping followed by a squeaky door and a heavy thud besides him got his attention. Ed glanced toward the cause of the sound, noting a cardboard box. He then lifted his sunglasses up to see Luce standing there over him, sweating a bit.
“You could be helping, you know… this whole thing is your idea,” Luce said, panting and resting against the frame of the screen door, catching his breath as Mist, Ed’s Eevee was bouncing around, clearly excited. Ed just flashed a toothy grin and sat up, his bright red hair flailing in the summer breeze as he took off his sunglasses, grabbing his phone and checking it for messages.
“Luce, I don’t see why you complain, after all, don’t you want to do something other than babysitting pokemon all day?” Ed retorted, opening the box checking it out, noting it was just some kitchen supplies. “Is this more stuff you’re taking back to your folks? Sheesh, you had a lot of stuff in there.”
“Hey, I’m the one who brought the dishes and stuff, you just brought the electronics.” Luce defended, wiping the sweat from his brow. Luce wore a white tee shirt and baggy jogging shorts, his brown hair blowing in the wind, his exhaustion completed. Mist rushed over to Ed, and curled around his legs, yipping happily. “Not that I’m complaining, the TV and the radio were awesome.”
Ed smirked and reached into his cooler, tossing Luce a can of lemonade. “Thanks man,” Luce said, popping the can open and drinking. “Are you sure you want to do this? I mean there’s no turning back now but, do you really think you can make it, you’re starting so late to be a trainer.”
Ed knelt down and reached into a pouch on his side, pulling out some pink Nanab berries, which he gave to Mist, feeding her the slow ripening berries. They were some of her favorites, and Ed always took care of his pokemon. “I got my pokemon when everybody else did, I just didn’t leave town to pursue. I mean, come on, education first man.”
“Yeah, but I mean, a trainer? Pokemon are boring, all we got around here are Slowpokes,” Luce complained. Ed took the last box and put it in the back of the trailer that was affixed to his moped; he looked over at Mist and waved her over. The pokemon yipped happily and leaped onto his shoulder.
“Listen, at least go into the forest and try catching something.” Ed said, checking the hitch for the trailer. He stood up, and walked back to his lawn chair, picking it up and folding it. Under the chair was a black and red backpack; Ed set the lawn chair in the trailer, then went back to put the backpack on, pulling out a few small golf ball-sized pokeballs for Luce.
“Hey man, I said I’d help, I only agreed to go along… since you’re talking half the rent with you anyways I might as well,” Luce said, somewhat glaring at the pokeballs.
Ed crossed his arms and thought for a moment, the sun bright just past overhead as noon took its end, Mist even looking furtive as Ed looked the same. But before he opened his mouth, Luce stopped him. “I bet you ten bucks I won’t find anything even if I looked.” Ed was shocked, so was Mist, each sharing a look of surprise; were they that predictable?
“Alright, you’re on man. Meet me at the Pokemon Center when you finish, call me if you have trouble,” he said, grinning and laughing as he sat on his moped, the Eevee purring pleasantly and holding onto his shoulder with its claws, digging in a bit too much. He started down the hill slowly, not wanting the hitch to snap or come loose; the trailer might’ve been too full, but it was the last load and Ed wanted out.
It was later in the afternoon when Ed got to the Pokemon Center; Nurse Donna was tending to some wandering boy’s Pikachu, but Ed didn’t pay them any mind and laid out on the couch. Mist leaped on top of him, nuzzling onto his stomach, making him chuckle from the ticklish fur. He checked his messages and, bored, flipped through some pokedex entries. It was a modern age after all, and pokedexes were uploaded onto phones, information being sent out all the time. Ed sighed, flipping through about thirty, looking at Eevee entry and her evolutions.
The minutes turned to hours and day turned to dusk, and Ed had turned to sleeping. His Eevee had apparently strongly agreed, as she was nuzzled up against Ed’s stomach and was purring lightly. “Yo, EDWARD, are you here?” he heard, waking with a start. The Eevee fell off the couch and growled in an annoyed tone. Ed’s eyes had opened lazily, and he saw what looked to be a pregnant Luce before him.
“Whoa… that’s a weird look for—“ he had started to say as Luce pulled out the egg from under his shirt. Ed scrubbed the last of the sandman’s leavings from his eyes and checked out the egg, gazing at its large form. “Where did you find this, dude? Out in the forest?” he inquired placing a hand on it; it was warm, and a bit wet. Ed cocked an eye and thought for a moment, then proceeded to wipe his hand off on Luce’s jacket, sticking his tongue out. “Ick.”
“Hey, it’s a long walk and I was out in the forest in this weather; course I’m sweating. Anyhow, I found this out in the forest; I guess I owe you ten bucks after all eh?” Luce explained with the egg in both hands, held securely. Ed laughed and shook his head indicating it wasn’t really a serious bet, though he would have given Luce the money had he not found one.
“Nah, but let’s go get that thing examined and figure out what it is,” he said, and walked up to the counter. A Chansey in a nurse’s hat was minding the counter, a stone in its pouch, keeping it happy and content. He looked down at the short thing; Ed was by no means a tall person, he stood about 5’8” and often was overshadowed. Luce was taller, at nearly 6 foot. “Wanna get Donna for us, Chance?” he said, looking over the egg-shaped monster. It trilled and gave a pleasant nod, rushing into the back room.
“He woke up finally? Finally, I thought he would never leave,” a woman in white scrubs said, blinking, shocked to see that Ed was glaring at her as she said that. She brushed her bright blonde hair from her eyes and groaned. She walked over to the counter, and laid her head down, eyes shut and the florescent light did nothing but make her skin look like fresh porcelain. “What do you want, Ed?”
“Actually Donna, I’ve got an egg I found, I was curious if you could tell me what it is?” Luce said, holding out the egg. The Chansey trilled happily and rushed around the counter to snag it from him, and it nuzzled it pleasantly. “Ok…ay?” he said, a little worried. The Chansey rushed back and handed Donna the egg. She groaned and lift the egg, grunting a bit and setting it onto a nearly incubator. Ed and Mist were watching eagerly, Mist on Ed’s shoulder.
“Okay, its heavy, that’s for- WHOA, 45 pounds? That’s nuts!” she said, and checked it out, running her hands over the shell, feeling its texture. “Pebbly…” she went under the counter, pulled out a hefty book, and began to search the contents. After about five minutes of checking charts and taking measurements she slammed the book shut, causing Mist to leap off of Ed’s shoulder to be caught by the Chansey who promptly cuddled the thing. “I have no idea.” Donna said sheepishly. Ed groaned and turned to the door.
“Oh… well, Ed what do you think it could be?” Luce asked. Ed shrugged and started for the door, Mist leaping onto the couch and onto Ed’s shoulder as he headed out. Once outside he reached into his backpack, pulling out a large twisted device of rubber and aluminum. The doors swung shut behind him as he hunted for the rubber clasp on the machine. Luce came outside and groaned, “You could have said goodbye to her, Ed.”
“I didn’t say goodbye at graduation, I won’t say goodbye now,” Ed said, and with a loud clank he heard the metal lock drop out of place as the device started unfolding into the bike he had bought ages ago. He unfolded it diligently, on his knees and carefully checking it for security as Mist leaped into and got cozy in the now open backpack. “Besides, she didn’t seem happy to see me anyways.”
Luce sighed and sat down, putting the Egg into his backpack and looking at Ed who was putting the bike together. “You know she cares about you,” Luce said, “You two were friends as long as I’ve known you two; I mean I still don’t know what happened.” Ed grunted and popped the second tire in place, and it inflated automatically.
He propped the bike up, then turned to Luce, furrowing his brow, “You don’t need to know what happened. Now, get your skates ready, we’re heading out,” he said, looking as the sun was starting to set. Luce dropped his jaw.
“Are you serious?! It’s so late out, and Ilex forest gets so dark. Why couldn’t we leave tomorrow?” Luce cried out, gob smacked. Ed didn’t turn around and flipped the switch for the light on the front.
“Put on your skates, we’re going now,” he repeated calmly, obviously not going to argue this now. He put one foot on the pedal and tapped his other foot. Mist turned around and mewed at Luce, who had gotten the message. Luce clicked a button on his shoes and skates popped out.
Ed lifted his feet and the bike slowly starts to coast on the road down the hill. Luce yelled out at him, “Hey!” and the rapid skating sounded until Ed felt hands on the back of his bike. “Don’t leave without me!”
Ed laughed and started to pedal down the hill, through the paved road and heading out into the forest along the bike path, cutting so many busy streets away. “You wanted to know why I wanted to start being a pokemon trainer now?” he said softly, barely audible over the sound of the wheels of the bike and the skates. It was more a monologue for only him then anything. “Because I can’t waste my life sitting around for something to happen. I will MAKE something happen!” he cried out, and bolted into the forest. It was a click in his head, something was on fire in his heart and he had the urge to go faster, to break away from Luce and to prove himself a master without anybody’s help. Luce was groaning and sputtering.
“Dude, slow down, I can’t hold on if you go this fast, besides, I’ve got an Egg in my backpack.” Luce called out, and Ed snapped out of it, sighing a bit, the wash of adrenaline faded from his brain and he caught hold of his senses and slowed down a bit, letting them coast slowly as he broke to slow down a bit. He took the path slower; now realizing the terrain might not be fair to them if he went too fast. At least he slowed down so he could watch out for debris.
It was seemingly hours, although Luce’s watch only beeped twice, they knew it was getting closer to midnight then they would want. Ed took a breather and looked around for a clearing; he found one, a clearing with a shrine. It was good enough for Ed; he slowed to a crawl with his bike and let Luce get off, who waved his hands swiftly.
“Oh that hurt’s like nobody’s business!” he said, rubbing his hands over each other. Mist shook awake and stretched out in the backpack, purring as she licked Ed’s ear.
Ed stretched out as well, and laid his bike on the side of the grassy hill. He walked over to one of the benches near the shrine and set the backpack down; Mist meeped and hopped out. Ed reached into a side pocket and pulled out a coffee energy drink, tossing the other to Luce. Then again, it probably would have been smart to make sure Luce was looking.
After the inevitable squabble over tossing cans at people’s heads, the pair cooled off and rested in the dark of the forest, only lit up by a bike’s feeble light. Luce would check on the egg, examining it and holding it close; it was moving around a bit, so Luce was happy as could be.
“That thing might be a powerhouse; I mean it, it’s possible,” Ed said, complimenting Luce’s luck.
“Did I hear somebody say powerhouse?” a voice said from the trees. Ed turned the bike light towards the source, and there stood a young man of maybe 15, dressed in a track suit. Ed smirked, and opened up his cell phone, it showed the map of Ilex forest and showed about three trainers in it, and this guy was one. Ed grins and stood up.
“Mist, I think this this’ll be your first real battle, so let’s do what we practiced,” Ed said softly. Mist nodded and looked at the other boy, growling a bit. “Hello, my name’s Edward, and yours is what?”
The other boy looked right at him and reached for his pokeball. “Mine is Joshua, and I sense you’re interested in a battle!” he said, throwing down a pokeball. A flash of light illuminated the forest. Ed could see the boy perfectly now—there was a painted third eye on his forehead and he wore a hooded track shirt and long track pants. His suit was covered in Unown pictures. The light dissipated and a Kadabra stood out, ready for orders.
Ed stood erect, his posture defiant and strong now. He snapped his left hand and the Eevee leapt forward in front of the Kadabra. Luce sat on the bench hugging his egg, watching the now ensuing fight. Ed chuckled and reaches into his wallet. “How about… a hundred dollars?” he inquired, setting the pace for the contest, high stakes for a young man.
“That is acceptable. Battle will begin… NOW!” Joshua roared, and the Kadabra leapt forward. Ed simply snapped his finger rapidly in a set of four. Ed wasn’t a fool; while lots of Psychic trainers would issue orders mentally, Ed issued them with snaps of his fingers. His Eevee rushed up to the Kadabra with unexpected speed. Luce dropped his jaw and so did Joshua. But this wasn’t Quick Attack, Ed thought, this was something much more potent.
The Eevee cried out and leapt onto the Kadabra, its claws raking over Kadabra’s torso, leaving black claw marks on the body. The Eevee grunted and rushed back to its starting position. Ed blinked and looked at the Eevee, it seemed to hurt itself, and that was part of the trick. Ed looked as the Kadabra waved its hands outwards, and a pink wall was erected between Mist and the Kadabra. Ed chuckled.
“What are you laughing for? Your attack didn’t do anything! Your Eevee hurt itself even!” Joshua mocked, laughing heartlessly. Ed lowered his head but grinned. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a berry, light and hollow. He spritzed Mist’s face and she purred a bit, her face regaining color. The Kadabra would have none of this and rushed forward, swinging a powerful blow across the Eevee, knocking it clean into the trees.
Luce stood up. “What the heck?! Was that a Focus Punch?! Ed, get Eevee out of there!” he cried out, and Ed laughed. He snapped his fingers once, and Mist stood up, growling as if she hadn’t been hit; she rushed madly towards the Kadabra and planted a powerful tackle into the beast, sending it flat on its back. The Kadabra stood up, woozy, its powerful punch denied.
“So, I see you know when your friend is done for, that’s just fine with me if you quit,” Joshua said, laughing and looking at Kadabra, who stood up, but then nearly fell back down. “What is this?” he inquired, looking at the now coughing Kadabra. Ed snapped his fingers four times, and Mist laid down, her head bowed as he seemed to do something.
“Your pokemon is badly hurt, Josh,” Ed said as Josh rushed over to it, a bottle of potion ready, and spraying it on the poor thing. Ed snapped his fingers once, and the Eevee readied herself. Josh saw the Kadabra look up for a moment and then fall back down, groaning. Mist dove right into the Kadabra’s head, and then leapt away. “You’re a fool…”
“Why isn’t the potion working?” Josh cried out trying another one. Ed smirked as the Eevee was showered in a bright light, regaining stamina. He reached into his backpack, pulling a spray bottle, chuckling darkly.
“Maybe if you anticipated poison…” Ed said softly. Mist purred happily, proud of herself for doing just as was expected of her. Luce stood and walked over to Ed, curious himself of what was going on here; Ed was doing something he never told Luce about.
“But poison isn’t a problem when you’ve got as many potions as I’ve got…” Josh said as the Kadabra coughed and fell still; the fight was over. “And besides, my Kadabra inflicts whatever status it has on the opponent.”
“Think about it, kid. My Mist attacked you right off with a powerful move, and I fed her a berry. It wasn’t an Oran or Citrus berry, but it was a Pecha berry.” He grinned at his tactics. “Your Kadabra was fighting against Toxic, and as all novice trainers do, you assumed potions could hold off poison until you get back to town. Well, guess what, it didn’t,” Ed said, explaining it all to the young boy.
With a sullen face, the boy handed over a hundred dollars and Ed waved him off as he walked over to his bike. The young boy headed down the path and soon was faded from the light, as he flipped on a flashlight to keep from getting lost on the path. Ed turned back to his bike after seeing the kid off into the distance.
“Uh, Ed…” Luce said worriedly.
“Yeah Luce?” he said, turning to Luce, who held the egg in hand. There were cracking sounds, and Luce was shaking. Ed blinked; Luce’s watch was beeping as midnight struck.
“It’s hatching…”
End of First day.
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