Chapter 11: Arrow In The Sky

Sylvie comfortably settled into her ball, comfort nestled in the folds of the nest she made out of the plush cushions.
Outside, Lindsey sprinted over the straight paved path through the Pinwheel Forest, avoiding random joggers and little kids running around the woods. Noctowl and Tranquil flew over the forest, their flapping wings making the place seem more peaceful.
As the bumps of Lindsey and Zachary moving around comforted her, Sylvie thought about Reshiram and her ominous words. She was sure it wasn't an illusion, nor was it entirely real. Reshiram existed in myth and legend, but was sleeping in her cloak of the dimension they slept in... by "they", Sylvie meant Reshiram and Zekrom. But what was the stark white stone Reshiram slept in? And what was Zekrom sleeping in?
"Don't give it much thought."
Sylvie's head turned, and saw Snivy in the Pokeball next to her, the grouch she normally was.
"Pardon?" asked Sylvie.
"Look, I know you're brainstorming about some dilemna that I can't identify, but to clarify, don't give it way too much thought. Get your mind sharp for Castelia's Gym Battle, because I've heard that the Leavanny Burgh has has a mean Hyper Beam. His Garvantula is also very good. And, because I'm bored, I'll tell you this: I'm near evolution. Oshawott says so too, which means we should be Dewott and Servine soon." said Snivy. "Now, will you tell me what the heck are you thinking?"
Sylvie raised her eyebrows.
"How did you know I was in deep thought?" asked Sylvie.
"Think, bozo. Snivy always abandon their trainers if they disapprove of them. Juniper doesn't think they're very good starters for that, but hey, we starters are genetically engineered, its THEIR fault. So that means we can read into other creatures' expressions and analyze their personality and such from a single glance. I can't understand what you're thinking because its too complicated, but I know that its better when told to someone else." sighed Snivy, stretching her leaf paws.
"I-its nothing. Serious. Absolute." stuttered Sylvie. "You'll think its bull."
"Pfft. I believe in Arceus, Dialga, Palkia, Victini, and all those legendary Pokemon. If a Pokemon that is a power supply exists, then nothing is bull."
Sylvie groaned, and spoke quickly.
"So, I met Reshiram in the museum when I approached the white stone, and she sucked me into this sleep dimension where she was a spirit, and spoke to me about some 'Chosen Ones'. I felt resolute in there, full of ambition and truth, yet when I came out I blacked out. Simple as that."
Snivy's eyes widened, full of disbelief and belief mixed into a stew of shock.
"No way! Most Pokemon that are close to the essence of a legendary like that would either burn up or become very sluggish! You must be special, I see." said Snivy, stepping back from Sylvie as if she had a mutated case of Pokerus.
"And that's coming from the Pokemon that used to hate me. Wow." muttered Sylvie, not that pleased at all.
Before Snivy could reply, a bright light flashed, and they were out of their balls. Sylvie landed on the ground with a pfft... while Ignacio and Typhlosion landed with a thud. Shiro, however, landed on his rump hard.
"Oops! Sorry, Shiro!" cried Zachary.
Overhead, Sylvie saw a purple and black streak fly overhead, circling around them. It seemed to be enjoying flying, yet it never left the position around Sylvie's location.
She smiled, and saw a Serperior curled around the streak. She guessed that Hydreigon and Serperior were sent to watch them after Kennedy told the Town Pokemon about the incident. They certainly couldn't risk an accident happening again.
"Come on, guys! Time to cross the Skyarrow bridge, or are you lazybones?" cried Lindsey. Before any Pokemon could reply, she ran off at a steady sprint, the white fur on her jean-shorts whipping in the wind.
"Aw, come on! She can't expect us to catch up at the speed of a Pidgeotto!" groaned Zachary. Blue vest whipping in the wind, he ran after her to the stairs to the gate.
The trees rustled above them, and Sylvie thought she saw a yellow Pokemon watching them in the treetops.
Espeon waved at the yellow Pokemon, and the yellow Pokemon waved back.
"Hey, Storm! We're leaving for Castelia! I was rescued by this trainer with long brown-black hair, no worries!" cried Espeon.
The yellow Pokemon known as Storm hopped down the tree, moving around in a slightly clumsy manner.
"Hey, Espeon! I got you some Wiki berries on my way here! Hope you like them!" said Storm, landing on his paws and padding towards them.
When he got closer, Sylvie saw it was a Jolteon. Yet another Eeveelution in a region without any native ones.
Espeon sniffed the Wiki berries, then turned away.
"My deep apologies, but I don't like the taste of dry berries. Why not let the others take them to Zachary and Lindsey?" said Espeon.
Storm looked disappointed.
"Oh well..please take them then. I'll be heading back to the town. If you have time to kill, remember I live in the Town near Accumula Town. Oh, there's a Venipede! Cool!" said Storm, attention turning very quickly.
Before anyone could speak, he darted back up the tree, and vanished into the trees, making little sound.
Espeon sighed, and picked up the fresh Wiki berries with her Psychic move.
"C'mon. We don't want our trainers worrying about us."said Espeon. "Sometimes that Jolteon just annoys me. It's all I can do from bursting out and cursing."
Despite being a bit edgy due to the encounter with Team Plasma, the others nodded, and darted up the stairs to the gateway.


Inside, elevator music was playing, and both Zachary and Lindsey were talking to the receptionist positioned there.
When they saw their party of Pokemon charging in, they smiled.
"Hey, everyone! Come on, Xaia here says that the view is breathtaking!" exclaimed Zachary.
Lindsey bent down to her Espeon, and saw the Wiki berries floating in the air.
"Oh, so you brought back some Wiki berries? How kind of you! Don't tell me you went scouring while everyone hung behind!" smiled Lindsey.
Plucking the berries gently, Lindsey took out a pouch and slid the berries in, careful not to damage the delicate berries.
A few people were reading newspapers, watching the electric bulletin board, or surverying their Town Maps, but nobody paid any heed to the two trainers passing through and the brigade of rare Pokemon they brought with them, as if they were very used to League Trainers passing by throughout the long day.
Sylvie felt a little unimpressed when she stepped onto the mighty bridge, because it felt... bland. Enlightenment with Reshiram felt much, much better, by far, than just walking over a simple, manmade bridge.
A few other people were strolling over the bridge, ignorant of the heavy fog over the bridge and watching ships go down the two rivers in Unova, along with Basculin and Alomomola swimming towards the Entralink for some unknown reason.
Shiro's shiny pelt was glittering, as if it were the sea itself glittered underneath the sun, and Sylvie couldn't help but sigh in amazement at his sparkly, shiny pelt.
"What?" yelped Shiro. "Anything wrong, Sylvie?"
Sylvie turned her head away.
"N-nothing, of course. Nothing's impossible in this world, Shiro, but I'm afraid... never mind."
Shiro raised an eyebrow, then turned away blushing.
"Oh well... awkward..."
Lindsey and Zachary chuckled.
"Ah, seems like our Eeveelutions are having some flabbergastion at their nerves!" said the two Trainers.
Sarah teasingly looked at them.
"Sylvie and Shiro, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the Egg in the Daycare carriage!" teased the sassy Sylveon.
"Hey!" cried Sylvie and Shiro at the same time.
"Let's get on with it." growled Snivy. "I'm sick of this crap, lets move on. I want to see Castelia."
The four mighty towers loomed in the distance, clouded by pollution and fog. Swanna squawked overhead, and the horn of the Royal Unova echoed through the void.
"Last one to Castelia City is a rotten Exeggcute!" cried Oshawott.

As they ran over the bridge, Sylvie noticed something.
Bubbles were wafting up from the ocean, large ones that even a heavy Pokemon could sit on. It was odd, yes, but she wanted to focus on the task: get to the end of Skyarrow bridge.
"I feel like something is about to go terribly wrong.." whimpered a voice.
Behind them, a Serperior slithered and winced at the burns all over her body.
"Hey, Serperior! Why haven't you tried eating a Rawst Berry or using a Burn Heal?" asked Archen. "It would be much easier on you."
Serperior glared at the fossil Pokemon Samurott-like.
"Because I'm snaking-up. These aren't much, anyway. I could've gotten into worse when I was subject to an Emboar attack. Just, watch ou-"
Serperior was cut off by a blast of water, most likely a Hydro Pump, and an Alomomola leaping out of the water - only, it had glowing red eyes and a purple-grey color scheme.
"A Shadow Pokemon!" exclaimed Sylvie.
Sarah elbowed her with a ribbon.
"C'mon, we all know that. Don't do the cliched thing most heroes do." purred Sarah.
"Snaking up? Seriously?" was all Typhlosion said.
Alomomola immediately opened its mouth, and out came a Shadow Wave.
"Sheesh, it attacked us without even saying hello!" growled Ignacio. "I'll teach it a lesson!"
Ignacio immediately used Blizzard, summoning a bitter blizzard full of ice chunks. The Alomomola growled as the sheer cold tore at her, but it seemed to be ineffective.
Ignacio's eyes widened as the sluggish Shadow Wave hit her, square in the chest. A patch of purple opened up where the wave hit.
"Ugh... its truly powerful." growled Ignacio. "In fact, just one attack from a Shadow Pokemon does a lot of damage, they are engineered to be the ultimate Pokemon. My attacks do almost nothing... and I'm supposed to have good IVs."
Sarah raised an eyebrow.
"Whats an IV?" asked the Sylveon.
"No time for that now!" cried Sylvie. "Lindsey and Zachary are behind us, but if my estimates are correct, this Shadow Pokemon is powerful enough to finish us all off before our Trainers get here!"
Sarah rolled her eyes.
"Sheesh, sheesh. Fine, I'll ask the Pokedex later. For some reason it can understand our speech, which I think is the reason why it can record our cries." muttered Sarah.
Ignacio, angered by taking so much damage, got up close to the Alomomola that was flopping around on the Skyarrow bridge, and did a Hydro Pump at very close range. Alomomola winced, its red eyes full of pain, but nevertheless it seemed to enjoy the suffering of the Samurott.
In retaliation to the attack, the Alomomola used Shadow Claw, using its own power to make a paw connected to nothing, and scratched all of the opposing Pokemon very quickly.
As fast as a crazed Ludicolo, patches of sizzling shadow burns opened up on the bodies of all of the Pokemon.
"Hang in there, guys! We're coming!" cried Lindsey.
"You can do it! We have a Pokeball on hand to catch the Pokemon for purification!"
Suddenly, Espeon started moving around quickly, and without warning struck Alomomola with a strong Psychic. Alomomola flinched, and started to sweat... if Water-Types could sweat.
"I hate you!" spat Espeon. It was surprisingly like her, as she was reputed in the Town to have a fierce temper set off by the merest offense.
Out of nowhere, Sylvie and Sarah's necklaces started to glow.
"Hey... who put Christmas lights in my necklace?" cried Sarah.
As they were distracted by the sound of the necklaces charging up, Shadow Alomomola took the chance to use a potent Aqua Jet.
Slamming into the two Sylveons, the Shadow Pokemon started to savagely bite and whip them, doing its best to damage them.
Snivy used Vine Whip in the nick of time to avoid the Aqua Jet knocking Sylvie and Sarah unconscious.
"Don't thank me. I'm just doing this for evolution. I've heard that Shadow Pokemon make great ways to farm for some power." growled the Snivy.
"I... will mince you all..." snarled the Alomomola.
"Oh, so the victim talks! Ah! Well, eat the might of twins, sicko!" cried Sylvie.
The seashell necklaces stopped charging, and a large Moon Blast formed between Sylvie and Sarah. It dropped down from hovering, and rolled like a bowling ball towards Alomomola.
Alomomola's eyes widened as the Fairy-type attack bowled into it.
"No! Fairy-type - the only weakness of a Shadow Pokemon!"
A huge explosion erupted, and when the dust cleared, Alomomola was all but unconscious.
"Gotcha!" cried Zachary.
A Pokeball hit Alomomola, and it vanished in a burst of blue light.
One wiggle... two wiggles... three wiggles... click!
Stars came out of the ball, but immediately it shrunk.
"Looks like the Pokeball classified it as a Pokemon that can't be used in battle until it is purified. I'll send it over to Professor Juniper when we get to Castelia City." said Zachary.
Sylvie sighed.
"I wonder why it would attack us like that. Sure, they're heartless and blind, but even the most retarded Pokemon knows not to attack a large troupe of Pokemon without good attacks or help. Is Team Plasma THAT desperate to defeat us?"
Oshawott thumped his belly shell.
"No problem! We're feeling good despite some scars after that battle!" said the Pokemon, full of bloated pride.
Suddenly, a white light surrounded Oshawott.
"Hey! I'm evolving! To think I don't battle much!" exclaimed the otter Pokemon.
Zachary repeated what Oshawott said, for some odd reason.
Oshawott started to grow, and his shape started to change, growing sleeker, taller and with a rounded head. His neck was exposed, his shell split in two, and paws growing a little larger.
PPOOMF!
The light came off of Oshawott, and out emerged Dewott!
Ignacio patted Dewott on the shoulder.
"Hey, in no time you'll be just like me! Time to go to Castelia City and train together!" said Ignacio.
Dewott's eyes sparkled.
"R-Really?" stuttered Dewott. "You're awesome! I want to learn some moves, too!"
Ignacio chuckled.
"I learned all of my moves from TMs. Technical Machines are very useful, you know. Last time I checked, Lindsey and Zachary somehow had all of them. In fact, I recently learned Dig and Blizzard. Glad to see a fan of mine, though."
Zachary pumped his fist in the air.
"Awesome! You should be in a kung-fu movie, totally! Mienfoo and other karate Pokemon should be in it too!" cried the young boy.
Lindsey elbowed his blue jacket.
"What a geek. I only watch comedies and Pokemon shows these days." teased the girl.
Suddenly, black clouds started to roll in, and thunder rumbled. Sylvie thought she could hear the cry of a dragon inside the storm roaring.
Truth and ideals...
Sylvie shook her head. It wasn't possible the legendary Zekrom was coming to kill Sylvie... or was it?
"Oh, shizzle. Time to get into the Pokemon Center, everyone! RUNNNNNNN!" exclaimed Zachary. This time, it was he that got a head start.
As Lindsey sprinted behind him, Sylvie saw Dewott elbow Snivy.
"Hey, little guy. You haven't evolved yet, eh? Well, now the tables of elemental advantages have turned!" taunted Dewott.
"Oh, come off, Dewott. I'm evolving soon, just you wait!" replied the Snivy.
The Pokemon sprinted after their masters, pausing sometimes to grab a feather that fell from the sky.

Inside Castelia City, they saw many clerks running about, getting to their company or home. Some were muttering under their breath, others were screaming at another person, and yet others were as silent as ninjas.
"Ooh! Its a rare Pokemon! Catchie catchie!" said a fat clerk nearby.
Sylvie barely dodged a barrage of Luxury Balls, and growled.
"Ugh! Why does everyone want me?" snarled the distressed Sylveon.
Rain droplets started to fall when they reached the Pokemon Center. A large billboard showcasing a dancing Pikachu above flashed a lot. Tall buildings loomed like Onix, and lights flashed like stars high above them. The voices of many sung in the hub of activity.
Quickly dodging into the automatic doors of the Pokemon Center, they found many soaked workers lying on the chairs, and Pokemon being frantically healed by Nurse Joy from work battles at the Battle Company, Gamefreak, so on so forth. The Geonet and clubs at the top of the stairs were booming with users and tired receptionists, and the Pokemart was overwhelmed with buyers of Potions, mail, and other things.
"Eesh, the rumors about humans in Castelia caring only for themselves are true. Look at some of them push each other!" remarked Sarah. "Even rabid Jynx in line for makeup aren't this savage!"
Suddenly, a little girl is tossed out of the crowd, sobbing. She seems to grip a tasty Wiki berry in her fists, but is too caught up in sobbing on the polished floor to talk.
Lindsey seems too caught up in finding a seat to comfort the little girl, and Zachary was picking his nose (ew). So what did helpless Sylvie do?
"I have nothing else to do, so why not?"
Sylvie crept over to the crying girl, and held up a Rare Candy she found on the floor. It was desperate, yes, but it did the trick.
"Thanks Leafeon. I wuv you." squeaks the girl. Sylvie rolls her eyes at how she's always called a Shiny Leafeon for some reason, and cuddles the girl one last time before she crawls away, tears fresh on her cheeks, to find her mother within the crowd.
Sarah prods her in the back.
"Hey, sis. I understand you want to look at the girl for a little bit, but Lindsey just got a spot for us in the Pokemon Center. It's best we heal and get to talk with Audino a bit." says Sarah.
Sylvie nods, and sighs.
"What?" asks Sarah.
"Nothing." snapped Sylvie quickly.
Sarah tilted her head and raised an eyebrow.
"You seem... nervous about the storm. Oh well, maybe some massaging will help." mutters Sarah.
Sylvie, on end about the sudden storm, followed Sarah to Lindsey, each step laden with spikes that tried to warn her that she was about to face grave danger.
Sylvie didn't listen.. and paid for it later.
Author's Note: Ah, I finally finished this. I hope you enjoyed it.. that's all I can really say. No more Plasma appearances until the Desert Resort, I promise... so what could the storm be? Plot twist...

Chapter 10: A Truthful Meeting

Just as Sylvie and Laura approached Nacrene City, Laura came to a screeching halt, eyes fearful.
"What is it?" asked Sylvie, looking back at Laura.
"I-if I leave the woods, the humans will kuh-capture me... Just go ahead. I'm having second thoughts. Don't worry, I'll follow you throughout the Unova Region." stuttered Laura.
Sylvie rolled her eyes.
"Don't be a scardey-Purrloin, Laura, that's ridiculous! Humans don't have a one-track mind!"
"Buh-but I saw my family captured by the malicious Team Plasma. I have since believed all humans think we are tools."
"No way, Laura! They feed us and pet us! Pokemon and humans team up because they share a strong desire for victory! We don't have to battle if we wish not to!" replied Sylvie.
"Even then, they will try. As a Sinnoh Pokemon, I am rare to them. I'll just follow you with stealth." said Laura, expression dark. All the while, Kennedy hobbled as a spirit Pokemon, moving ahead of them surprisingly fast.
Sylvie sighed.
"Fine, if you insist. I just don't want to lose a link to my past so soon." sighed Sylvie.
Laura snorted.
"No criminal organization can catch me. Just go, I'll be fine."
As Laura padded into the brush, Sylvie looked behind her as Kennedy advanced far ahead, then darted over concrete path.

When Sylvie got to Lindsey, she was holding Zachary's Basic Badge and polishing it as Zachary told her all about his match with Lenora.
"...and then, the schoolgirl told me that the answer was a locomotive! Since when did people start to use cars when there aren't a lot of roads for cars?" was all Sylvie heard, as she got back very slowly due to her bickering with Laura.
Ani was panting in a corner, tending to her own Pokemon and glaring at the two Trainers.
"I guess I'll find the legendary Mega-Stone that is said to give Pokemon immense power..." growled Ani.
Sylvie raised a fluffy eyebrow at Kennedy.
"Kennedy? Wasn't she supposed to be on our side now?" asked the Sylveon.
Kennedy rolled her green eyes.
"My bad. I meant she was DEFEATED, not recruited. Sorry." sighed Kennedy. "The Sylveon is sooooo naive."
Before Sylvie could reply, though, they quieted down as they heard Lindsey and Zachary talking, unaware that Ani was darting out the door with her own Pokemon.
"Would this be enough to get both of us into the league? These badges are infused with jewels that are analyzed by the delicate machinery there. Woe is me if I can't get in, I've dreamed for almost a decade to enter the Unova League and become Champion, the wisest one chosen to lead Unova with his Pokemon." asked Lindsey nervously.
"Re-lax." said Zachary. "I'll find a way to get us both in. Right now we should move on quickly, because Team Plasma is too troublesome to ignore. Besides, Lenora agreed to get us in no matter what."
Lindsey sighed, adjusting her cap.
"Fine, then, if you insist. Your father told us at the beginning that we should be careful, despite police officers protecting us along the routes where Pokemon roam free and that there is free medical care due to large taxes from retired Trainers." sighed Lindsey.
All of their master's Pokemon were out in the museum, being healed and checked on by the police officers and nurses that came to the crime scene. Typhlosion was being sprayed with an Ether, Ignacio was standing still to let her armor be sprayed with Max Potions and be tended to by gentle nurses, and the smaller Pokemon were on stretchers, Oshawott and Snivy for example.
Keldeo was gone, Shiro and Archen were being checked by police to investigate their poisoning, so on so forth. The only thing Sylvie found of interest was the stark white stone on the stand.
Sylvie didn't care about Sarah at the moment, because the stone... called her.
Her paws lightly touched the ground, making her feel like an angel. All the commotion around her seemed distant, like they were millions of miles away and she was in the true utopia.
The stone was on a pillar, emanating flames. She could feel it resisting the darkness underneath it, and Sylvie could imagine two dragons of black and white pelts combating for all eternity.
"The truth remains a mystery, and the ideal world has not been unlocked... which will you strive for?" muttered the stone, in a soothing voice that seemed like a harp playing. It seemed powerful, ancient, and feminine (despite seeming genderless).
Everything was in slow motion. The reporters and helping humans were moving as slowly as a Rhyperior, slowly taking one step, then another. Sylvie's own steps were faster, though, and as Sylvie moved she felt as if she were moving along a smooth path, flames lighting it, and her movements were as graceful as a ballerina.
It was truly an Ascension.
As Sylvie's body ribbons wafted around her, the stone rose up, surrounded by a blazing white aura, then exploded into a million shards, in glorious slow motion, and an apparition of a furred, white dragon with blue eyes appeared, glaring down at the small Pokemon.
"You are the Chosen Pokemon of Truth, I can sense it. Your sister is the Chosen Pokemon of Ideals, I see. Lindsey is the Chosen Hero of Truth. Zachary is the Chosen Hero of Ideals. The trio of Ignacio, Typhlosion, and Scarlet are legendary, truly. And last but not least.." sighed the great dragon.
Sylvie stared up at the dragon, with utter calm on her face, yet she had a growing lump in her belly.
"Wait. I'm no 'Chosen' one. Who are you? And what were you going to say?" asked Sylvie.
The dragon flapped her mighty wings, and a soft breeze overcame Sylvie.
"We are in the dimension of sleep for me, where everything is in slow motion. For I am but a sleeping soul, in a deep slumber, ready for the Chosen Ones to come.. The opposing force, of darkness that wishes to make an ideal world, is also asleep... the Plasma wishes to awaken it and use it to oppose the purpose of the Pokemon-human relationship... Ani, the evil one, is the Chosen One of Boundaries, the one used by Kyurem.. Storm is the Chosen Pokemon of Boundaries... Good luck..."
"Waaait! What is your name?" cried Sylvie
The stone started reforming around the white dragon. Her generator tail was glowing red and orange, but fading as the dragon started fading into stone.
"I am but the mere Reshiram, bringer of Truth, creation of Arceus... Farewell.."
The slow motion started to erode, and the world started to become black.
"Remember... the prophecy is starting... Never turn back from your fate..." whispered Reshiram, eyes now closing.
The will to speak and move was slowly stripped from Sylvie as the world started folding in, and the storm of stone  shards collecting around the curled up Reshiram. She felt blackness closing in as the roars of dragons striking each other echoed in her ears.. and a voice called to her.
"Sylvie, Sylvie. Wake up. Wake up."

Sylvie got up, supported by Lindsey. She was dizzy after meeting the spirit of Reshiram, but the black-out was short and painless.
Remember...the prophecy is starting... Never turn back from your fate...
The words echoed in her head like a Supersonic that wouldn't go away.
Sylvie groggily stretched, and saw that an Espeon was by Lindsey's side, staring at her.
"Hello, Sylvie. I've heard much about you." said the Espeon, talking as if she had a Middle-Eastern accent.
Sylvie's paws twitched, and she nearly collapsed, but Espeon's strong telekinetic Psychic immediately caught her.
"Thanks for the save. I'm... just exhausted after making Ghetsis return the skull." sighed Sylvie.
They were still in the museum, but the bright rays of the sun were fading as night started to creep upon Unova, and everything had quieted down since Sylvie had entered the slumber dimension, where time passed slowly.
Espeon's eye twitched.
"Um... I think I recognize you. You're that Eevee named Sylvie from the disaster of the Eevee Clan long, long ago." said Espeon. "You always researched your legends of the six regions we were studying, which were Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, Unova, and Kalos. You seemed especially intrigued by the legend of Xerneas, Yveltal and... um... I can't remember." said Espeon, her head jewel glowing.
"Yeah, um... that makes one Jolteon, one Glaceon, two Sylveons, one Leafeon, two Umbreons.. wow. All from the Eevee Clan. I guess that not as many Eevees and eeveelutions were borrowed as I think." stuttered Sylvie, cheeks flushed with red.
Lindsey raised an eyebrow.
"Are my two Pokemon gay or something? Their cheeks keep flushing. Ah well, better not talk about that." muttered Lindsey. Sylvie had to chuckle, because she thought it was funny how humans couldn't understand Pokemon under normal circumstances.
"Anyways, Sylvie, I found Espeon outside near the wreck of an airplane that landed near Nacrene City. The only survivor was this poor lil' Espeon with a twisted paw. She was so weak that I caught her with a Heal Ball, and since has looked up to me. It happened while I was unaware you were unconscious for seven hours though. For some reason nobody noticed you unconscious until now." said Lindsey, cooing and stroking Sylvie as she picked up Sylveon. Espeon nuzzled Lindsey, purring but flinching from the weight put on her twisted paw doing so. She seemed twitchy, as if she was bursting with energy and couldn't wait to go over the Skyarrow Bridge, running to her heart's content.
As Sylvie got comfortable in the soft arms of Lindsey, she saw the white stone resting on the pillar, a glass cube around it. Now that she had seen the Pokemon within it, Sylvie felt as if it were somehow connected to her, as if the stone thurmmed flames and breathed on its own accord.
"C'mon, we have to go." said Sylvie, kicking Lindsey. She knew that Lindsey was making her comfortable, but Sylvie was comfy enough snuggled among the mess of cushions inside the Luxury Ball and bathing in the secure bath of water beneath her seat in the ball... so she just wanted to see Castelia already and taste the creamy Casteliacones.
"Oh, right! Sylvie seems to be pawing me! I'm such an idiot sometimes, forgetting we have to go to the next gym! Let's go, everyone!" exclaimed Lindsey, facepalming.
As a light surrounded Sylvie and she withdrew into her ball, she smiled.
"Here we go, Burgh! I'm squashing your Leavanny, Swadloon and Whirlipede!" smirked Sylvie. Then, her voice turned cold as she remembered Reshiram's ominous and cryptic words.
You are the Chosen Pokemon of Truth, I can sense it.
What did a "Chosen Pokemon" do, exactly? Why was Reshiram so concerned about the "threat" of ideals that she defied being her slumber? And who was this "Storm" she spoke of?
Sylvie sighed, curling up as Lindsey attached the balls to her special-made belt, and headed out to Castelia City.

Author's Note: To mark the tenth chapter of Book 1: No Holds Barred, based off Black version, I have made a turning point! Several new characters, ominous words, and loads of backstory are what are included! Yes, this IS hinting at things that will happen in Book 2: Fusion Requires Sacrifice, and Book 3: Delicate Balance, along with others I may make to fit with the games being made (unfortunately from Book 3 onwards I will be relying on Let's Plays and wikis to get info on the next regions, so don't expect exactness), so keep your eyes peeled! Storm and Espeon belong to Ampharos92.