✮Star struck, a Pokemon fanfic✮

✯29~ Come with me?✯ ✅

The thing about memories is that we often choose to remember all the good or all the bad about a person. We never seem to let ourselves remember both.

When you think about a person you once though you knew, look at both the good and the bad so you remember that they are human and so you can see that no one is completely good but no one is completely bad either.

~Yours truly~
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Shimmer ran her hand lightly over my icy slick fur, gently whispering soothing things as I mourned for the death of my trainer. I never really knew what had happened to Alice until this moment. The last I had seen of her was when I made my promise to protect her sister, no matter what, and so far, I'd broken that promise, more than once.

Another tear slipped from my obsidian coloured eyes as I broke down sobbing again. Surprisingly, I felt no shame for the tears when I normally try my best to be the toughest I can be.

"Shiver are you alright?" Shimmer's soft voice asked, as her hand hesitated atop my head.

I looked up into her eyes. She wasn't crying like I was, although she was quite teary in her eyes. She didn't remember her sister like I do so no doubt it was hard for her to mourn the way I did. She had managed to force a small smile, deep in her eyes I could read every emotion that they held. The love and the kindness, the fear and the pain, the longing for something I couldn't quite know. The same emotions I saw in Alice's eyes the last time I saw her without knowing it would be my last time seeing her.

More tears gathered in my eyes and I buried my head in Shimmer's shoulder, sobbing like a scared baby Pokémon. Shimmer stroked my back. "It's alright, let it out. It's alright to cry." She soothed.

I knew both Alice and Astrid before the incident with Tyson. Alice snuck out to visit her little sister who'd stayed behind often. Alice had loved her little sister more than anything in the world, but she knew from old stories what she was meant for so she left knowing her over protective parents would never allow her to be a trainer but wanted to do what she was meant for. Whenever she went to visit her sister they would both sit on a hill and talk for hours but now I guess that wouldn't happen anymore...

I squeezed my eyes shut, the memory of when I first met my trainer entered subconsciously into my mind, as fresh as the day it happened.

I let out a hiss, shrinking back as far as my trapped paw would allow when the white haired human girl advanced a little closer.

"Hey, it's alright, I'd be scared to if I had my paw stuck under a rock... well erm, my hand- I don't have paws... but I just want to help you. Okay? Please let me help." She said softly, holding out her hands showing that they were empty.

I let out another hiss and shot and Ice Beam at the ground in front of her, not doing her any damage but warning her I would. ~Stay back!~ A threatening growl erupting from my throat.

"I just want to help you. There are wild Beartic around here and they can get scary when hungry. My friend wants to catch one though, she loves Ice-Type Pokémon. She's so strong but not quite strong enough to catch a Beartic yet... Maybe she'll catch a Cubchoo instead... They are much cuter then Beartic." She came in a little closer and held out a berry. "Her Pokémon love this type of berry. It's called a Corn berry, they're a little sour but her Pokémon can't get enough."

I hesitantly accepted the strange berry. Shivering slightly against the cold surroundings of Frost Cavern. The berry was ripe and tasted sour, like the girl had said, but I still found it pleasant. I was too busy enjoying the berry to notice the girl had come closer.