(Y/N)'s Journey (Pokemon Movies Fanfic)

4Ever part 3

Meanwhile, our heroes are seen speeding through the forest on the river.

(Y/N): The quicker we can get into that forest, the quicker we can look for those Pokemon. Maybe even that Suicune.

Soon, our heroes reach a waterfall.

Mr. White: Alright.

Misty: What do we do now?

Mr. White: Don't worry, You'll see.

Soon, the floatation devices rise up and become balloons that allow the boat to float upward while a propeller comes out the back, amazing our heroes as they go up to the top of the waterfall.

After some flying...

Mr. White: Well, we're here!

(Y/N): Here? Where?

Mr. White: Look closer.

Soon, they see treehouses.

(Y/N): Treehouses?

Mr. White: That's right, (Y/N). Welcome to Arborville.

After our heroes land, they soon walk through the same spot that the young boy from 40 years prior walked through.

???: Stop right there!

Everyone looks up and sees an elderly woman looking down on them.

???: I suppose you kids are heading into the forest to look for Pokemon.

(Y/N): Yes, ma'am.

???: Then you're gonna love what you see in there.

Brock: I love what I see here! My name's Brock and I'm studying to become a Pokemon breeder but my specialty is human relations.

???: Oh?

Brock: Please tell me your name!

???: My name's Diana, and that's my grandma, Towa. She's been guarding the entrance to the forest since she was my age.

Towa: Listen for the voice of the forest...and if you hear it, stop and be still...or you will not get away.

Misty: The voice of the forest?

Diana: It's an old village legend.

Towa: Yes, it's a legend, and a true one. If you hear the voice, stop where you are.

(Y/N): We gotta hurry, but thanks a lot for the warning, ma'am!

(Y/N) and Eevee rush on ahead.

Brock: Diana, why don't you come too and protect us?

Misty grabs Brock by the ear.

Misty: Then she'd need protecting from you.

Brock: Ow! Not the ear! (x2)

(Y/N) and Eevee rush through the tunnel and into the forest and our heroes see various Pokemon along their walk.

Brock: I wonder what Diana's grandmother meant by the voice of the forest. Maybe the sound of the wind, or the trees, the water or even the voices of the Pokemon.

Soon, the treetops start glowing the same way when Celebi carried the boy through time.

(Y/N): I wonder what that is.

Misty: Maybe it's the voice of the forest.

Soon (Y/N) hear Celebi's cry's.

(Y/N): You guys hear that?

Brock: Hear what?

(Y/N): It sounds like crying. (Crying gets louder) Come on!

(Y/N) and Eevee run off.