Luck Lewis is a young Pokémon trainer from New Bark Town in the wonderful, adventure-packed Johto, and when he receives his first Pokémon from Professor Elm himself, he is excited to travel the world and start his journey of becoming a powerful Poké...
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Azalea Town, spring of 2021
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Luck squinted at the glare of the evening: they had finally made it!
He released a tired, relieved sigh, raising his muddied face towards the sky, "thank you!", he exclaimed, to whoever might be listening, "thank you, Arceus, for the sky and the grass! Thank you for allowing me to see them one more day! Thank you for not creating the world inside a musky, damp, nasty cave!".
Luck and his two (well, three) Pokémon had managed to walk through Union Cave without him passing out. He didn't get into any battles, or anything, but still, he needed Donut out of her Pokéball. Obviously, he said it was for her to "not miss the incredible landscapes" hidden inside a small, connective cave, and it was totally not for emotional support and she totally didn't have to place her forehead on his hand to guide him as he shut his eyes close from time to time.
The few people commuting between Violet City and Azalea town eyed the loud boy, weirded out, some hurrying off and avoiding eye contact and some slowing down as circled around him, sharing looks and mutters of worry as Luck kept praising all there was to praise for getting him out of the cave without having to fist-fight any other angry Onix. Seven, on his head, patted him reassuringly, and Donut put two paws on his back, wagging her tail, joining in the celebration. Also, and as the last tale recounts, there was another Pokémon joining the party: a Yamper! Being held in Luck's arms and panting happily, occasionally breaking his lost, clueless stare into the nothingness to bark or lick the grateful boy's chin.
However, and as they melodramatically exited the cave, his ears had perked up, listening to the air and sniffling. After a few seconds, he barked once and jumped, sprinting off and away from Luck.
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