Three Years

Chapter Ten - Courriway Town

Hello guys!

Came back really early this time, right ? Well, let's just enjoy this tenth chapter.

Also, I can officially tell you that the first part of this story, Kalos, will end at the 13th chapter! For the beginning of the second part, the story will have a new cover, draw by me (except if someone really wants to do it, then I will gladly accept).

Once again, thanks to Hilda of the Pokespe Amino that beta-readed this chapter!

oOo

     The cafeteria of the Hôtel du Belvédère* was like the rest of the hotel; the white and blue pattern of the old tiles, the beams from the ceiling, the artificially aged furniture, everything was made to create a sophisticated but also cozy atmosphere. The massives oak tables which followed one of the walls drooped under all the baguette, butter, jam, croissants, cereals, and every other food and drink which comes together to make a traditional Kalosian breakfast. Outside, only the cry of the Duckletts and the wings in flight of the Swanna* disturbed the sound of the typical waterfall of the town.

     Green was sat in one of the few tables, a steaming coffee in one hand, and in the other one a newspaper which spoke of the blackout, along with other Kalosian news like the measures against the electrical scooters in Lumiose City or the end of the career of a Kalosian basketball player who played in Unova*. It was late in the morning, and he was all alone in the room. It was calm and, according to him, the best moment to take his breakfast. He just regretted the absence of rice, egg or fish, but it was normal, according to how the Kalosians consider that eating something savory in the breakfast was a sacrilege.

     He was about to finish his coffee when the four teenagers from Vaniville Town arrived in the room, chatting about the last Flying Trainers' contest. They looked happy, serene, normal, like this, speaking about daily and normal topics. Seeing them like that, who could believe that the day just before, one of the most influential people of an important inter-regional foundation entrust them with the mission to stop terrorists? Probably nobody. He sighed. How many ordeals should they still had to face before this daily and normal conversation would not be the exception to the rule anymore?

     Y was the first to warmly greet him, quickly followed by her friends. They picked what they needed for their breakfast and sat on the Kantosian table. They continued to speak, about the new TV shows, the last events of Vaniville Town, the new flavors of the Lumiose Galette. This peaceful breakfast brought a semblance of normality. But of course, it couldn't last forever, and after she finished her second slice of bread, Shauna interrupted the discussion.

"I understand that breakfast is a sacred moment, but what if we start to speak of the sore point? You know, with Testsuch, the attacks, Korrina, and all the other things around it?"

     Instantly, the whole table became more serious. The Duckletts stopped doing their cries. A cloud hid the sun and reduced the luminosity in the room. It was like if Nature itself understood the stakes of the situation.

     Eventually, the clouds went away, the Duckletts started crying again.

"Even if we do now have the complete cooperation of Testsuch, they let us have complete freedom of how we want to stop these terrorists. And we can't be surprised by their attack as we did during the Lumiose one. We need to be ready for everything this time," Y sighed.

"One of our main weaknesses these last days was how easily they surprised us. In Shalour or Lumiose City, we're never ready for what happened." noted X. "And, more importantly, we never got a correct answer to the situations they put us in. In both attacks, it was them who are in control of the events. For them, we were, at worst, a hitch, in best, help. We can't just continue like this."