The beginning of a new road {Path of the Aura Ranger: Book II}

I Bulbasaur's P.O.V

As I lay under the cool shade of the towering tree in the Champion Tower at the Orange Archipelago, I couldn't help but feel a warm sense of contentment. Nestled closely to my boyfriend Squirtle, I could feel his gentle breaths and the beat of his heart, soothing me with each rhythmic pulse. The tranquil atmosphere embraced us, providing a sanctuary from the bustling world beyond.

Around us, a vibrant tapestry of colors unfolded. The island's beauty revealed itself in full glory. Lush green foliage stretched as far as the eye could see, punctuated by vibrant flowers that bloomed in a riot of hues. The salty scent of the nearby ocean mixed with the sweet fragrance of tropical fruits, creating an intoxicating aroma that filled the air.

The Champion Tower stood majestically, a testament to the strength and accomplishments of our human companion, Ash Ketchum. Its walls gleamed with a golden hue, reflecting the warm sunlight that bathed the entire archipelago. From our vantage point, we could see the vast expanse of the Orange Archipelago, a collection of picturesque islands adorned with palm trees swaying gently in the breeze.

As I gazed around, my heart swelled with joy at the sight of our fellow pokemon. They played, trained, and rested in perfect harmony, their camaraderie evident in their interactions. Minun and Plusle, with their electrifying energy, led the charge, their cheeks crackling with static as he playfully zapped their friends. Pidgeot, with wings outstretched, soared through the sky, creating an awe-inspiring display of strength and grace. Above us, the Flying-types put on a breathtaking show. Like a synchronized dance, Skarmory, Altaria, and the majestic Dragonite weaved through the air, their movements orchestrated flawlessly. The sky became a canvas, painted with streaks of color and patterns, as the pokemon showcased their aerial prowess.

Jolteon, my dear niece, had chosen to stay in the Orange Archipelago to train under the guidance of Ash's eeveelutions. She had found solace and companionship in her oniichan Tyranitar and her new boyfriend Glaceon. The trio laughed and shared stories, their bond growing stronger with each passing moment. It warmed my heart to witness the happiness that radiated from their interactions.

In this moment, surrounded by the serene beauty of the Orange Archipelago and the harmonious chaos of Ash's pokemon, I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude. Gratitude for the bond I shared with Squirtle, for the adventures we had embarked on together, and for the friendships that enriched our lives. It was a peaceful afternoon, a moment frozen in time, where love, joy, and tranquility intertwined into a tapestry of blissful existence.

A peaceful afternoon that was destroyed by the sudden appearance of Ash's elite team, as they suddenly teleported before us. Glarian Slowking and Slowbro eyes glowing with psychic power as they flanked the team. The smile that had began to form on my face, slipped when the scent hit my nose. That was the scent of blood... off blood shed by my friends. They were clean without a drop of it on their bodies, but I could still scent it. They had been drench with it.

What in the Distortion World had happened on that mission?! Why were they so immaculate while the scent of blood lingered in the air?

My gaze turned towards my fellow pokemon, and I could see the confusion and concern mirrored in their eyes. Charizard, Espeon, Pikachu, and Lucario materialized before us, their presence commanding and tinged with an air of urgency. It was evident that they had been through something harrowing, something that demanded their utmost strength and skill. The weight of their experiences hung heavy in the air, and our collective worry intensified. However, what had everyone acting out, was the unconscious Ash on Charizard's arms.

Instinctively, I knew I had to take charge, to calm the growing restlessness and anxiety that swept through our group. I stood up, my leaves rustling with determination, and addressed my fellow pokemon. "Everyone, please, let us not jump to conclusions. Our friends have returned, and though their appearance may be startling, we must give them the chance to explain."