Weathering The Storm... (A Pokemon OC Story)

Chapter 8: Running After Ralts!

"I finally found you!"

A small boy with blonde hair and brown shorts ran across the riverside, towards a small Pokemon sitting on top of a rock, a pink aura surrounding its white body, green semi-circle like head, and small pointy hands. It seemed interested as to what the boy was doing and tried to understand what such a young boy was doing on Route 102. But, the Pokemon got its answer pretty soon as the young trainer pulled out a shrunken down Pokeball from his pocket, and threw it out in front of him. It popped open and revealed inside, a Zigzagoon that, instead of battling; affectionately ran up to its trainer and licked their leg. The trainer looked annoyed, that it didn't immediately attack the Ralts, and yelled at it,

"Now's not the time, Zigzagoon, attack it!"

At that moment, the Pokemon sitting on the rock lost all interest in trying to connect with this trainer's emotions and instead decided to use its psychic powers against the trainer, not feeling like being pushed around by this random kid. The Pokemon concentrated on what it had seen of the trainer and managed to make a connection with one of its items, Zigzagoon's Pokeball. Ralts managed to unhook the grip the trainer had on the ball and held the ball way out of reach of the trainer. This only brought more rage upon the trainer, who even more vigorously commanded,

"Zigzagoon, Tackle it NOW!"

The Zigzagoon nervously turned from viewing its trainer to the enemy standing on the rocks and quickly leapt into action. It climbed the rocks and pebbles by the riverside, with the Pokemon dropping the Pokeball beside it and focusing its energy on the Zigzagoon running towards it. It didn't want to hurt the small Zigzagoon, but it seems that its arrogant trainer had given the psychic Pokemon no choice. It focused its mind upon Zigzagoon; managing to paint a picture in its mind of where Zigzagoon would move and how it would move, all based around its emotions at the time. Then, just as Zigzagoon committed to a jump, a psychic barrier prevented it from getting any further. The Zigzagoon slammed into the cushioned barrier, bouncing off, and landed in its trainer's arms. The Zigzagoon was completely unconscious from the relatively weak attack, and its trainer could do nothing but accept defeat.

The psychic Pokemon flung the Pokeball over towards the trainer's arms, and the young child scurried across the riverside, running back to a Pokemon Center to heal their Pokemon, and taking a quick photo as they ran.

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Rocks and rubble eroded between Ellie and Lucas's feet as they finally arrived at their destination, Route 102, and got to witness the natural beauty in front of them. Perfectly aligned trees stood everywhere, only allowing slight sunlight below, and basking the plants and wildlife in a shade that kept everything below it at a cool temperature from the boiling sun. Leaves and branches overgrew above them, twisting and binding together in ways that neither had seen before. And, the lifeblood of the entire route, a long, narrow river that stretched throughout the entirety of the Route, overflowing with many different Pokemon and lifeforms, all co-existing in harmony and dancing across the surface of the water.

Surskit skated across the surface and spun around constantly, weaving water fountains around their bodies in a display of athleticism on the water. Magikarp flopped throughout the river, seeming helpless, yet still occasionally showing off their amazing swimming capabilities, dashing throughout the water and occasionally going at such rapid agility that they fell off the river flow entirely, and had to be thrown back into the river. And, even outside the river, Pokemon still were thriving, with Wurmples inside of tree trunks, carefully weaving a nest using their string that would soon become their home and Seedots that dug holes in the grounds as homes to live in.