Humans have not tread lightly on this earth. We can change this by changing our ways.
Chapter One- Visitor of the Past
“Watch out!” a young boy yelled out to the group of people on the sidewalk ahead of him. Before they had a chance to react, the little boy pushed his way through the crowd, a small light blue elephant trotting happily at his heels. “Come on Dneiper. They’re catching up.”
“Phan, Phan, Phan!” the Phanpy said, and went into an all out run. The boy looked back quickly, only to find noone but simple pedestrians walking about. Deciding it was now safe, the boy stopped to catch his breath.
The boy’s name was Tobias or “Toby” Feris. Even at age six, Toby was small for his age, and was constantly mocked for it. He was a pale boy with light blonde hair, giving him an albino appeal, and could always be found with a smile on his face. In the small city of Nikel, Toby and his friends were well known for causing mischief despite their young age and one of them could always be found being scolded somewhere about Nikel.
Toby looked down at Dnieper, who was now examining a bench with his trunk. It had been nearly a year since he had caught the Phanpy, and was admired by many for catching it at such as a young age. When asked what he wanted to do once he was older, Toby’s automatic response would be ‘to be the best’. Before they had a chance to explain what he had meant, the boy was already off causing havoc somewhere else.
“That was a close one Dnie-” Toby was cut off as a barrage of seeds struck the ground next to him, causing Dneiper to jump into it’s trainer’s arms. The boy was already at his feet, looking for where the attack had come from.
It took a moment, but Toby found his attacker on the roofs of one of the stores across the street. The attacker was another boy, a few years older than Toby, riding a Breeloom. The spore Pokemon launched another Bullet Seed attack, this time hitting where Toby was standing.
By now, Toby had thrown Dneiper down to the ground, and the two were running with all their strength towards the edge of the city. The other boy and his Breeloom hopped off the roof, and followed in pursuit.
“You thought you could escape, eh Toby?” the other boy mocked, using Bullet Seed again. Toby felt one of the stray seeds hit his leg and knew he had to hurry up.
Toby and Dneiper dodged each attack, but each one was getting closer and closer. He was almost where he had wanted to be, but the younger boy was afraid he wouldn’t get there in time to initiate his plan.
Toby remembered how the fight had started. He and his usual group of friends were messing around near the higher grade kids during recess that day. Toby’s closest flunky, Ivan, had remarked that Toby could beat any of the people at the school. The praise gave Toby an excuse to boast about his superior battling skills until one of the older kids became angry and challenged him to a battle. Toby had happily agreed, glad to have the show the chance he was better than the older kids as well as the ones his own age. He was beginning to regret that now.
Finally, one of Breeloom’s Bullet Seed attacks hit the small elephant Pokemon and the Phanpy stumbled and fell to the ground. Toby stopped to check on his Pokemon, and was relieved to find it was okay. Looking at the area around him, he decided it was time to begin.
“And you thought you could beat me? And you’re battling like this?” the older boy laughed mockingly and hopped off the Breeloom. “Well now it’s time to end this and show the others how pathetic you really are.”
“Finish?” Toby actually let out a laugh that infuriated the older boy. “Look where we are.”
“So what? It’s just a bunch of sand,” the other boy replied, growing angrier and angrier at Toby’s cocky smile. The area Toby had let them to was nothing but sand and a few pebbles. “Not much you can do here.”
“I guess,” Toby said, his smile growing wider. “Dneiper, use Rapid Spin.”
The Phanpy curled up into a ball, and began to spin. He dashed off, heading towards Breeloom, with sand being thrown up behind him. The Breeloom effortlessly hopped out of the way, and the other Pokemon continued to roll past. Dneiper turned and rushed towards Breeloom, which once again dodged.
“Is this your master plan? I guess it’s the most you can expect from a baby like you,” the other boy snickered. “ Okay Breeloom, Mach Punch!”
The grass Pokemon rushed out with it’s fist extended, but failed to hit the rolling Phanpy. It tried again and again each time resulting in a failure. The Phanpy spun around the Breeloom in a circle.
“Faster. Faster!” Toby yelled out and the little elephant obeyed. It spun faster and soon a vortex of sand grew around the Breeloom. The sandstorm lifted the grass Pokemon into the air then threw it to the ground, unconscious.
“You....You...” the older boy couldn’t finish his sentence. He ran forward at Toby and tackled him to the ground. Toby was scared, he had never been attacked before, but knew he had to do something. Instinctively, he kicked out with his leg as hard as he could and made contact. The other boy fell to the ground, grasping his crotch and screaming out with pain.
If he wanted to make sure the boy wouldn’t attack him again, Toby knew he had to finish it for good now. The six year old boy climbed to his feet, and kicked the other boy again and again in the chest, harder each time. The older boy was in too much pain to even cry out, as Toby continued his onslaught.
Toby was about to kick the other boy in the face when he was tackled to the ground by a snarling Mightyena. Toby was truly scared at the sight of the teeth that could tear him apart with ease. Dneiper, seeing it’s trainer in danger, rushed forward and tackled the wolf Pokemon off.
“Recall your Pokemon, young man,” Toby looked up to see that a small crowd had gathered. Looking at the man at the front of the group, Toby assumed he was the Mightyena’s trainer. Doing as the adult had said, he stood to his feet and recalled Dneiper to it’s Pokeball.
“Terry, are you okay?” a girl Toby knew as Rose rushed forward from the crowd and checked on the injured boy. Turning to Toby glaring, she said, “How could you do such a thing?”
The Migtyena’s trainer and a few other men from the crowd lifted Terry up and went back into the city. Not before casting a glare at Toby, most of the crowd dispersed and went back into the city.
However, one man stayed behind and stared at Toby. The man was tall, with reddish, brown hair, dressed in a black suit embroidered with various lines and patterns Toby had never seen before. He had large eyes, that kept looking over Toby, appraising him. Toby had never seen the man before in the city. Stealing one last glance, the man turned and walked back into the city.
With a shrug at the awkward man, Toby glanced into Dnieper’s Pokeball. The Phanpy had a concerned look on it’s face.
“It had to be done, you know that,” the young boy explained to his Pokemon. “ Anyways, be happy. We won.”
Dneiper just gave Toby a glance, and curled up into a ball to rest. On the inside though, Toby was secretly scared about what he had just done. He had never acted like that before; what was happening to him?
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People gave the young boy weird, frightful glances as he walked home. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind that what he had done had traveled to his parent’s ears and Toby was already thinking of excuses he could use.
Toby walked into his kitchen to find it empty. The boy thought that was weird; his mother was very punctual and at this time for as long as the young boy could remember his mother had dinner on the table.
“Mom? Dad?” Toby called out. No response. Toby listened carefully, and could hear the voices of his parents as well as an unfamiliar voice coming from his living room.
He walked into the living room to find his parents speaking with none other than the man he had seen earlier. The man winked at him and Toby shuddered.
“Tobias, go to your room and keep an eye in your brother,” his mother said and his father nodded in agreement. They would never call him Tobias unless it was a serious issue, so he knew he had to listen. Toby walked upstairs and peered around the corner, cupping his ear to hear better.
“Your son is quite the battler. I witnessed one of his battles earlier and I must say I was impressed,” the stranger said quickly glancing at Toby.
“Yes he is quite good,” the stranger’s remark about Toby’s battling skills had troubled the boy’s father, but Toby failed to notice.
“Now I’ afraid we’re getting off topic. Where’s the map?” the man asked, now serious.
“I don’t have it, I’ve told you that,” his father said, teeth chattering.
“Now why would you lie to an old friend?” the man asked with a laugh.
“We were never friends,” his father said sternly.
“Now that just hurts,” the man clutched his heart mockingly. “But still. Where is it? You couldn’t expect to just run off with the map without us knowing. The only reason we even let you is because your mind is far too curious to just throw away something has valuable as that.”
“Why don’t you leave me alone? I haven’t been a part of that organization for over five years now,” the man pleaded. “I have a new life now, please just go.”
“And why do you think you have this new life?” the stranger asked, gesturing to the home around him. “Did you think we would just let you go? No, once you’re part of the business, you’re part of it for life. But I on the other hand had sympathy for you. I convinced them to let you go so you could have the family you dreamed of. Now, give me the map.”
“You see that?” Toby’s father said standing up and pointing to the unlit fireplace. “That’s what is left of your map. All ashes. Nothing more. Once I knew what you planned to do, I knew I had to destroy it. And now it will never be yours.”
“Fool,” the strange man moved with an almost unhuman-like speed, and struck his father across the face. The smaller man toppled back onto the floor, groggy. Toby’s mother went quickly to check on her injured husband.
“Dad!” Toby yelled out, rushing down the stairs, He released Dnieper from his Pokeball and faced the man. It was an odd sight, the small boy, not even half way grown, against the abnormally tall man. “Dnieper, take down!”
The little Phanpy rushed at the man who simply picked the baby elephant up by the skin of its neck, immobilizing it. Dnieper flailed around, but it was no match for the man’s grip.
“I like you kid,” the man said with a smile. “You have what it takes. But of course that’s no surprise considering things,” He turned to face Toby’s father once again. “I suppose I’ll just have to take your son as collateral until I get the map. Of course you know where I can be found.”
“No....No....No! Daddy, stop him!” Toby screamed as the man picked him up effortlessly in his free hand. Toby’s father did nothing but stare hopelessly at him. They made no move to stop the man from taking their son. “Please....Mommy! Daddy! Please!”
Neither of his parents made any attempts to stop the man as he carried their son out of the house. Toby kicked and screamed, but for no use. Afraid that the boy may attract attention with his screaming, the man placed Toby on the ground and tried to console him.
“It’s okay, little one. You’re just coming to live with Uncle Ezekiel,” That remark didn’t make an change in the boy’s screaming. Ezekiel decided to try another approach. “I asked around about you after the battle earlier. Everyone says you have some of the greatest potential. They also say you want to be the best, am I right?”
This sparked Toby’s interest, and he stopped crying and listened to the man. “How good do you think you can become living here? Look at this place, you’re what? Five? Six? And you are already better than most, if not all, of the people in this town. If you come with me, I can guarantee you’ll become stronger than everyone else not in this town, but all of Hoenn. I could train you so well that you could be the Champion. You want that, don’t you?”
“Okay,” Toby said hesitantly, wiping away the tears from his eyes. “I’ll go with you. But can I say bye to them first?”
“If you really want to,” Ezekiel said with a sigh of relief. “But do you? They knew you were leaving and they didn’t even say anything. They don’t even want you.”
These words sunk into Toby and the boy felt like he was on the verge of tears again. Did his family really not want him? The man had made a point; they didn’t even try to stop him. Toby looked down at Dnieper who had a sad look on his face. The little Pokemon didn’t want to go and didn’t trust Ezekiel. Toby returned the elephant Pokemon back to its Pokeball and shook his head.
“That’s a good boy,” Ezekiel said, and fumbled through his jacket. He took out a chocolate bar and handed it to Toby who eagerly snatched it; he hadn’t eaten dinner to the man’s appearance.
While Toby nibbled away on his chocolate, the man withdrew a Pokeball from his pocket and released a large tree like dinosaur, enormous leaves sprouting from it’s back and bananas hanging around it’s neck. Ezekiel helped the boy onto what Toby later learned to be a Tropius, and climbed on after. The enormous beast flapped it wings and flew up into the air.
It was only after a few hours of flying before Ezekiel pointed out their destination: a large cement facility, the only sign of human civilization in the miles and miles of forest. As they drew closer, Toby could see the facility was bustling with people going about their duties, but all of them stopped as they saw the approaching Tropius.
Toby held Ezekiel’s hand as the man led him into the main building. An assortment of people looked at the pair and Toby’s eyes kept to the ground, embarrassed. They were immediately greeted by an elderly man, whom Ezekiel addressed as Dr. Serenson.
“Who’s this?” Dr. Serenson asked coldly, glaring down Tobias who wished he could just shrink into the ground.
“This is Toby, the newest member of our ‘family’,” Toby couldn’t help but notice the emphasis Ezekiel placed on family. “Why don’t you go over there, Toby?”
Ezekiel pointed towards what almost seemed like a reception area, a few chairs and a table with children’s magazines scattered across it. The scene reminded Toby of the doctor’s office where he used to go. Toby was glad he wouldn’t have to go back there; he feared those needles that the doctor had given him on more than one occasion. The six year old did as the man had said, and walked over to the table and began flipping through the magazines.
“Who is he, Ezekiel?” Dr. Serenson asked in a serious, almost angry tone. “Why did you bring him here?”
“Do you remember Thomas Feris? He was the one who ran off a few years ago with the Cragolem Map a few years ago, as well with some of our projects,” Ezekiel explained. “ Well one of th-”
A large group of scientists barged through the door, making too much noise for Toby to hear the rest of Ezekiel’s sentence. When the group had left the room, Toby saw Dr. Serenson staring at him with the same eyes Ezekiel had after his battle earlier that day.
“Fine, do with him what you wish,” the doctor said in a disgruntled tone. “Remember though, he hasn’t been trained as long as the others and if it doesn’t work out, it’s on your head.”
Ezekiel nodded and beckoned Toby to follow him. The man led Toby to a small door and with a smile said to Toby, “Welcome to your new home.”
He opened the door to see a room with a few bunk beds lining the sides. Two boys were sitting on two of the top bunks and when they saw Toby, began examining him with their eyes.
One of the boys had dark black hair, and Toby thought him to be about six or seven as well. But what set this boy apart from the rest of the six year olds he had met was his physique, far too muscular and lean for a child of such a young age. The other boy was much more frail looking, light brown hair was combed neatly across his forehead and he was dressed in fine clothes, opposed to the other boy’s more casual attire. He seemed to be not much older than the other boy, but had a serious face that made Toby quickly respect him like an adult.
“Toby, this is Joel and Emmanuel,” Ezekiel said, first gesturing to the muscular boy, then to the well dressed boy. “Boys, this is Toby, your new brother.”
Im going to write at end of my fics because if I write at the beginning, I may give away something from the chapter unless Im responding to review( If I get any.)Okay, I feel like working on two fics at the same time so heres my second one, Tread. I'm trying to get the hang of writing, first with the horrible Loyal to The End, then with Human Flaws (Which I will continue to work on) and now with Tread. Tell me how it is, I dont care how much you bash it, only providing that you have decent reasons for doing so. Im not the best proofreader when it comes to my own stuff, so go ahead and kill me.
I dont like how long this one turned out for a first chapter, Im not sure how the rest will end up being. ;manyula;
Chapter One- Visitor of the Past
“Watch out!” a young boy yelled out to the group of people on the sidewalk ahead of him. Before they had a chance to react, the little boy pushed his way through the crowd, a small light blue elephant trotting happily at his heels. “Come on Dneiper. They’re catching up.”
“Phan, Phan, Phan!” the Phanpy said, and went into an all out run. The boy looked back quickly, only to find noone but simple pedestrians walking about. Deciding it was now safe, the boy stopped to catch his breath.
The boy’s name was Tobias or “Toby” Feris. Even at age six, Toby was small for his age, and was constantly mocked for it. He was a pale boy with light blonde hair, giving him an albino appeal, and could always be found with a smile on his face. In the small city of Nikel, Toby and his friends were well known for causing mischief despite their young age and one of them could always be found being scolded somewhere about Nikel.
Toby looked down at Dnieper, who was now examining a bench with his trunk. It had been nearly a year since he had caught the Phanpy, and was admired by many for catching it at such as a young age. When asked what he wanted to do once he was older, Toby’s automatic response would be ‘to be the best’. Before they had a chance to explain what he had meant, the boy was already off causing havoc somewhere else.
“That was a close one Dnie-” Toby was cut off as a barrage of seeds struck the ground next to him, causing Dneiper to jump into it’s trainer’s arms. The boy was already at his feet, looking for where the attack had come from.
It took a moment, but Toby found his attacker on the roofs of one of the stores across the street. The attacker was another boy, a few years older than Toby, riding a Breeloom. The spore Pokemon launched another Bullet Seed attack, this time hitting where Toby was standing.
By now, Toby had thrown Dneiper down to the ground, and the two were running with all their strength towards the edge of the city. The other boy and his Breeloom hopped off the roof, and followed in pursuit.
“You thought you could escape, eh Toby?” the other boy mocked, using Bullet Seed again. Toby felt one of the stray seeds hit his leg and knew he had to hurry up.
Toby and Dneiper dodged each attack, but each one was getting closer and closer. He was almost where he had wanted to be, but the younger boy was afraid he wouldn’t get there in time to initiate his plan.
Toby remembered how the fight had started. He and his usual group of friends were messing around near the higher grade kids during recess that day. Toby’s closest flunky, Ivan, had remarked that Toby could beat any of the people at the school. The praise gave Toby an excuse to boast about his superior battling skills until one of the older kids became angry and challenged him to a battle. Toby had happily agreed, glad to have the show the chance he was better than the older kids as well as the ones his own age. He was beginning to regret that now.
Finally, one of Breeloom’s Bullet Seed attacks hit the small elephant Pokemon and the Phanpy stumbled and fell to the ground. Toby stopped to check on his Pokemon, and was relieved to find it was okay. Looking at the area around him, he decided it was time to begin.
“And you thought you could beat me? And you’re battling like this?” the older boy laughed mockingly and hopped off the Breeloom. “Well now it’s time to end this and show the others how pathetic you really are.”
“Finish?” Toby actually let out a laugh that infuriated the older boy. “Look where we are.”
“So what? It’s just a bunch of sand,” the other boy replied, growing angrier and angrier at Toby’s cocky smile. The area Toby had let them to was nothing but sand and a few pebbles. “Not much you can do here.”
“I guess,” Toby said, his smile growing wider. “Dneiper, use Rapid Spin.”
The Phanpy curled up into a ball, and began to spin. He dashed off, heading towards Breeloom, with sand being thrown up behind him. The Breeloom effortlessly hopped out of the way, and the other Pokemon continued to roll past. Dneiper turned and rushed towards Breeloom, which once again dodged.
“Is this your master plan? I guess it’s the most you can expect from a baby like you,” the other boy snickered. “ Okay Breeloom, Mach Punch!”
The grass Pokemon rushed out with it’s fist extended, but failed to hit the rolling Phanpy. It tried again and again each time resulting in a failure. The Phanpy spun around the Breeloom in a circle.
“Faster. Faster!” Toby yelled out and the little elephant obeyed. It spun faster and soon a vortex of sand grew around the Breeloom. The sandstorm lifted the grass Pokemon into the air then threw it to the ground, unconscious.
“You....You...” the older boy couldn’t finish his sentence. He ran forward at Toby and tackled him to the ground. Toby was scared, he had never been attacked before, but knew he had to do something. Instinctively, he kicked out with his leg as hard as he could and made contact. The other boy fell to the ground, grasping his crotch and screaming out with pain.
If he wanted to make sure the boy wouldn’t attack him again, Toby knew he had to finish it for good now. The six year old boy climbed to his feet, and kicked the other boy again and again in the chest, harder each time. The older boy was in too much pain to even cry out, as Toby continued his onslaught.
Toby was about to kick the other boy in the face when he was tackled to the ground by a snarling Mightyena. Toby was truly scared at the sight of the teeth that could tear him apart with ease. Dneiper, seeing it’s trainer in danger, rushed forward and tackled the wolf Pokemon off.
“Recall your Pokemon, young man,” Toby looked up to see that a small crowd had gathered. Looking at the man at the front of the group, Toby assumed he was the Mightyena’s trainer. Doing as the adult had said, he stood to his feet and recalled Dneiper to it’s Pokeball.
“Terry, are you okay?” a girl Toby knew as Rose rushed forward from the crowd and checked on the injured boy. Turning to Toby glaring, she said, “How could you do such a thing?”
The Migtyena’s trainer and a few other men from the crowd lifted Terry up and went back into the city. Not before casting a glare at Toby, most of the crowd dispersed and went back into the city.
However, one man stayed behind and stared at Toby. The man was tall, with reddish, brown hair, dressed in a black suit embroidered with various lines and patterns Toby had never seen before. He had large eyes, that kept looking over Toby, appraising him. Toby had never seen the man before in the city. Stealing one last glance, the man turned and walked back into the city.
With a shrug at the awkward man, Toby glanced into Dnieper’s Pokeball. The Phanpy had a concerned look on it’s face.
“It had to be done, you know that,” the young boy explained to his Pokemon. “ Anyways, be happy. We won.”
Dneiper just gave Toby a glance, and curled up into a ball to rest. On the inside though, Toby was secretly scared about what he had just done. He had never acted like that before; what was happening to him?
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People gave the young boy weird, frightful glances as he walked home. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind that what he had done had traveled to his parent’s ears and Toby was already thinking of excuses he could use.
Toby walked into his kitchen to find it empty. The boy thought that was weird; his mother was very punctual and at this time for as long as the young boy could remember his mother had dinner on the table.
“Mom? Dad?” Toby called out. No response. Toby listened carefully, and could hear the voices of his parents as well as an unfamiliar voice coming from his living room.
He walked into the living room to find his parents speaking with none other than the man he had seen earlier. The man winked at him and Toby shuddered.
“Tobias, go to your room and keep an eye in your brother,” his mother said and his father nodded in agreement. They would never call him Tobias unless it was a serious issue, so he knew he had to listen. Toby walked upstairs and peered around the corner, cupping his ear to hear better.
“Your son is quite the battler. I witnessed one of his battles earlier and I must say I was impressed,” the stranger said quickly glancing at Toby.
“Yes he is quite good,” the stranger’s remark about Toby’s battling skills had troubled the boy’s father, but Toby failed to notice.
“Now I’ afraid we’re getting off topic. Where’s the map?” the man asked, now serious.
“I don’t have it, I’ve told you that,” his father said, teeth chattering.
“Now why would you lie to an old friend?” the man asked with a laugh.
“We were never friends,” his father said sternly.
“Now that just hurts,” the man clutched his heart mockingly. “But still. Where is it? You couldn’t expect to just run off with the map without us knowing. The only reason we even let you is because your mind is far too curious to just throw away something has valuable as that.”
“Why don’t you leave me alone? I haven’t been a part of that organization for over five years now,” the man pleaded. “I have a new life now, please just go.”
“And why do you think you have this new life?” the stranger asked, gesturing to the home around him. “Did you think we would just let you go? No, once you’re part of the business, you’re part of it for life. But I on the other hand had sympathy for you. I convinced them to let you go so you could have the family you dreamed of. Now, give me the map.”
“You see that?” Toby’s father said standing up and pointing to the unlit fireplace. “That’s what is left of your map. All ashes. Nothing more. Once I knew what you planned to do, I knew I had to destroy it. And now it will never be yours.”
“Fool,” the strange man moved with an almost unhuman-like speed, and struck his father across the face. The smaller man toppled back onto the floor, groggy. Toby’s mother went quickly to check on her injured husband.
“Dad!” Toby yelled out, rushing down the stairs, He released Dnieper from his Pokeball and faced the man. It was an odd sight, the small boy, not even half way grown, against the abnormally tall man. “Dnieper, take down!”
The little Phanpy rushed at the man who simply picked the baby elephant up by the skin of its neck, immobilizing it. Dnieper flailed around, but it was no match for the man’s grip.
“I like you kid,” the man said with a smile. “You have what it takes. But of course that’s no surprise considering things,” He turned to face Toby’s father once again. “I suppose I’ll just have to take your son as collateral until I get the map. Of course you know where I can be found.”
“No....No....No! Daddy, stop him!” Toby screamed as the man picked him up effortlessly in his free hand. Toby’s father did nothing but stare hopelessly at him. They made no move to stop the man from taking their son. “Please....Mommy! Daddy! Please!”
Neither of his parents made any attempts to stop the man as he carried their son out of the house. Toby kicked and screamed, but for no use. Afraid that the boy may attract attention with his screaming, the man placed Toby on the ground and tried to console him.
“It’s okay, little one. You’re just coming to live with Uncle Ezekiel,” That remark didn’t make an change in the boy’s screaming. Ezekiel decided to try another approach. “I asked around about you after the battle earlier. Everyone says you have some of the greatest potential. They also say you want to be the best, am I right?”
This sparked Toby’s interest, and he stopped crying and listened to the man. “How good do you think you can become living here? Look at this place, you’re what? Five? Six? And you are already better than most, if not all, of the people in this town. If you come with me, I can guarantee you’ll become stronger than everyone else not in this town, but all of Hoenn. I could train you so well that you could be the Champion. You want that, don’t you?”
“Okay,” Toby said hesitantly, wiping away the tears from his eyes. “I’ll go with you. But can I say bye to them first?”
“If you really want to,” Ezekiel said with a sigh of relief. “But do you? They knew you were leaving and they didn’t even say anything. They don’t even want you.”
These words sunk into Toby and the boy felt like he was on the verge of tears again. Did his family really not want him? The man had made a point; they didn’t even try to stop him. Toby looked down at Dnieper who had a sad look on his face. The little Pokemon didn’t want to go and didn’t trust Ezekiel. Toby returned the elephant Pokemon back to its Pokeball and shook his head.
“That’s a good boy,” Ezekiel said, and fumbled through his jacket. He took out a chocolate bar and handed it to Toby who eagerly snatched it; he hadn’t eaten dinner to the man’s appearance.
While Toby nibbled away on his chocolate, the man withdrew a Pokeball from his pocket and released a large tree like dinosaur, enormous leaves sprouting from it’s back and bananas hanging around it’s neck. Ezekiel helped the boy onto what Toby later learned to be a Tropius, and climbed on after. The enormous beast flapped it wings and flew up into the air.
It was only after a few hours of flying before Ezekiel pointed out their destination: a large cement facility, the only sign of human civilization in the miles and miles of forest. As they drew closer, Toby could see the facility was bustling with people going about their duties, but all of them stopped as they saw the approaching Tropius.
Toby held Ezekiel’s hand as the man led him into the main building. An assortment of people looked at the pair and Toby’s eyes kept to the ground, embarrassed. They were immediately greeted by an elderly man, whom Ezekiel addressed as Dr. Serenson.
“Who’s this?” Dr. Serenson asked coldly, glaring down Tobias who wished he could just shrink into the ground.
“This is Toby, the newest member of our ‘family’,” Toby couldn’t help but notice the emphasis Ezekiel placed on family. “Why don’t you go over there, Toby?”
Ezekiel pointed towards what almost seemed like a reception area, a few chairs and a table with children’s magazines scattered across it. The scene reminded Toby of the doctor’s office where he used to go. Toby was glad he wouldn’t have to go back there; he feared those needles that the doctor had given him on more than one occasion. The six year old did as the man had said, and walked over to the table and began flipping through the magazines.
“Who is he, Ezekiel?” Dr. Serenson asked in a serious, almost angry tone. “Why did you bring him here?”
“Do you remember Thomas Feris? He was the one who ran off a few years ago with the Cragolem Map a few years ago, as well with some of our projects,” Ezekiel explained. “ Well one of th-”
A large group of scientists barged through the door, making too much noise for Toby to hear the rest of Ezekiel’s sentence. When the group had left the room, Toby saw Dr. Serenson staring at him with the same eyes Ezekiel had after his battle earlier that day.
“Fine, do with him what you wish,” the doctor said in a disgruntled tone. “Remember though, he hasn’t been trained as long as the others and if it doesn’t work out, it’s on your head.”
Ezekiel nodded and beckoned Toby to follow him. The man led Toby to a small door and with a smile said to Toby, “Welcome to your new home.”
He opened the door to see a room with a few bunk beds lining the sides. Two boys were sitting on two of the top bunks and when they saw Toby, began examining him with their eyes.
One of the boys had dark black hair, and Toby thought him to be about six or seven as well. But what set this boy apart from the rest of the six year olds he had met was his physique, far too muscular and lean for a child of such a young age. The other boy was much more frail looking, light brown hair was combed neatly across his forehead and he was dressed in fine clothes, opposed to the other boy’s more casual attire. He seemed to be not much older than the other boy, but had a serious face that made Toby quickly respect him like an adult.
“Toby, this is Joel and Emmanuel,” Ezekiel said, first gesturing to the muscular boy, then to the well dressed boy. “Boys, this is Toby, your new brother.”
Im going to write at end of my fics because if I write at the beginning, I may give away something from the chapter unless Im responding to review( If I get any.)Okay, I feel like working on two fics at the same time so heres my second one, Tread. I'm trying to get the hang of writing, first with the horrible Loyal to The End, then with Human Flaws (Which I will continue to work on) and now with Tread. Tell me how it is, I dont care how much you bash it, only providing that you have decent reasons for doing so. Im not the best proofreader when it comes to my own stuff, so go ahead and kill me.
I dont like how long this one turned out for a first chapter, Im not sure how the rest will end up being. ;manyula;
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