~The balance is beginning to shift. It has been almost a thousand years since the last Keeper left this world. Without a new one, the scales will continue to tip, until the weight becomes unbearable. Thankfully, time has brought forth a new candidate…~
Surrounded by the peaceful sounds of a forest at night, a tranquil pond in a clearing reflected a full moon while a girl slept by the bank. A little short for eighteen, just over five feet, she would say her looks are average, though anyone else would say she was quite pretty. Her black hair fell in waves over her shoulders from beneath a gray knit beret. Dressed comfortably, she wore a light purple tank-top under a dark green, button-up shirt she had open with the sleeves rolled to her elbows, blue jeans and plain tennis shoes. Thin silver hoops were in her earlobes and a string of small beads was around her neck. There was also a flower carved from an iridescent seashell that hung from the necklace.
Trista stirred and her gray-green eyes fluttered open, viewing the stars overhead. Sitting up, and seeming very confused, she took stock of her surroundings. The grass she was sitting on ended at the sandy bank of a large pond which took up most of the clearing. Tall reeds grew around the shoreline, but with a lack of plants further out, she guessed the water was fairly deep. Large trees meant that this was an old wood, but there was no way to tell how big it was. How…did I get here? And why can’t I remember anything?
Her thoughts were interrupted by a sound at her right. Looking over, there was a long, brown and tan creature curled up, asleep, next to her. Is that my Pokemon? I have a feeling that it belongs with me…
As she raised a hand to rub her head, something else caught her eye. On her right wrist were four thin bands, like bangles, in red, blue, yellow, and green. Looking at her other wrist Trista saw four more, one dark blue, a golden yellow, what appeared to be black, and white. What was strange, was that in the dark, each one seemed to have a very faint glow, as if the light were about to fade. Even the black band had its own ethereal glow of deep purple. She did not remember having them before, but then, she could not remember anything, She was so engrossed with these unusual bangles, she did not notice a Crawdaunt come out of the water nearby until she heard the snap of its pincers. Her head turned with a jerk and upon seeing the threat, she jumped up from her seat on the ground.
~Why are you on my territory?~
Her eyes opened wide. Did I hear that correctly?
Trista hardly breathed, “What did you say?”
Crawdaunt’s sharp question came again, ~Why are you on my territory?~
“I…I don’t know. I can’t remember how I got here.” Or how I can understand you,
she thought to herself. Then she had an idea. “Did you see me come here? Do you know when I came?”
Crawdaunt seemed not to hear. ~You are going to leave my territory now!~
She realized the danger she was in as the center of Crawdaunt’s pincer began to glow. She tried to will her legs to move, but where? Suddenly a shadow slammed into the pincer Pokemon, causing him to stop the attack.
~Leave her alone!~ It was a Furret. Trista realized it was the Pokemon that had been asleep next to her, and he was not happy to have been caught napping with a threat nearby. He yelled at Crawdaunt again as it recovered, ~Back off!!~
~She trespassed on my territory,~ was the harsh reply.
Furret responded sharply, ~This place is open to anyone who wants to stop here. She doesn’t want
your territory anyway. She’ll leave when she’s ready!~
~She will leave NOW!~ Crawdaunt fired a heavy stream of bubbles straight at Trista, and Furret was unable to stop it.
He cried out, ~NO!~
There was no where to run. Instinctively, she threw her arms up in front of her face. There was a flash from her wrist, and suddenly she was surrounded by hundreds of leaves, spinning around her as if whipped up by the wind. When she realized the Bubblebeam had not hit, Trista lowered her arms a bit. The green band was glowing intensely and the powerful blast of bubbles was being stopped by sharp leaves. This only confused her further. How….? What’s going on?
Crawdaunt stopped his attack and, as the leaves fell, the bracelet began to dim. Both he and Furret stood in shock, just as confused as Trista.
~How…how is it a human
can use Leaf Storm?~ Crawdaunt’s question caused her to look up. ~It’s impossible! I will not allow you to defeat me!~
He began to rush towards her, when Furret jumped between the two and used Sucker Punch. A ghostly fist appeared and stopped the water Pokemon’s attack. Crawdaunt staggered back, shocked by the sudden retaliation. Pushing itself upright, it glared at the other Pokemon and attacked with Swift. Furret winced as the flurry of stars hit their mark. Claws glowing once again, the Crawdaunt rushed at him with Crabhammer. Furret thought quickly and countered by swinging his thick tail around to use Brick Break. The more effective attack knocked Crawdaunt back onto the sandy bank. He struggled to stand as Furret readied himself for another attack, but it never came. Crawdaunt had not been prepared for a full out battle. He had only wanted to get rid of the trespassers. Now, he stood shakily, knowing he had been out-matched.
~She may stay, but only for the night. By morning, both of you had better be gone,~ he said, limping back to the safety of his pond.
Furret watched it go. Then, shaking his head, he chided himself. ~Can’t believe I fell asleep. Never do that again,~ he said sarcastically.
Now that the danger was past, Trista took a closer look at the long body Pokemon. Up on his back paws, he stood almost to her chest, though he seemed to prefer moving on all fours. Brown fur capped the top of his head, back down to the first of four stripes that wrapped his tan body, and two brown stripes marked each cheek. She noticed that he also had a slice missing from the left one of his cream tipped ears and a dark red bandana was rolled up and tied around his neck.
He walked up to Trista, who was standing there trying to comprehend everything that was happening. Furret looked the girl up and down, ~ At least you’re alright.~
“Yeah, I’m okay I guess.”
~Good, then maybe you can explain something to me.~ He cocked his head at her, ~How did you use that attack, and how do you understand what I’m saying?~
She shook her head. “I’m as surprised as you.” Taking a look around, she noticed a grey backpack on the ground. “Um, I hope this doesn’t seem rude or anything, but, am I your trainer?”
Furret looked shocked and very hurt for a moment. ~ARE YOU SERIOUS!?
What kind of a question…. Of course
you’re my trainer!!~
“I’m sorry, it’s just… I can’t really remember anything.” She looked down gloomily and Furret regretted his outburst. “Do you know how we got here?”
Furret shrugged, ~I have no idea. I only know that when I was called out of my pokeball, I found you asleep here. So, I settled down to keep an eye out.~ He put a paw up and rubbed his head embarrassed. ~Guess I fell asleep from waiting.~
“How long was I asleep?”
The Furret stopped to think. ~Well, I was released from the pokeball sometime yesterday afternoon.~
Trista shook her head disbelieving. She was asleep for a day and a half, at least
. And no memory before that. It did not seem possible. She looked down at the Furret who was watching her, worried. He stayed up that whole time, watching out for me. And was willing to protect me from that Crawdaunt. Why…
“I can’t remember anything before I woke up. I felt like you were supposed to be with me, but…” Tears began to well in her eyes.
Furret looked at his friend with concern. Then, brightened up when he remembered something. ~If it helps any, the last place you had me out was at Lake Torris,~ he said hopefully.
She looked at him. “Lake Torris?” she repeated. An image flashed in her mind of a grey-haired man. He had a slight beard and was wearing clothes covered in dust. He had just pulled something out of the ground, a strange stone tablet covered in another language. A sudden wave of dizziness caused Trista to drop to her knees.
~Are you alright?~ Furret asked dashing to her side.
“I…I just feel really tired all of a sudden.”
~But, you just woke up.~
“I know.” She looked up at her Pokemon, “Do you know where Lake Torris is?” He looked so cute, she almost laughed outright.
Head cocked to the side with one eye shut, he thought for a moment. Smiling, he said, ~I think I can get us in the right direction. At least we can get directions that are certain at the first town we come to.~
The girl nodded, not even sure how far it would be to the nearest town. “Tomorrow, we’ll head that way and see if something doesn’t jog my memory…or tell me where these came from,” she said looking at the bangles. She began to lie down. “Right now, I think I still need to sleep.”
Furret started to curl next to her. ~Don’t worry. I’ll stay alert this time.~
She yawned, “Thank you… Wait, do you have a name?”
The Pokemon next to her seemed to chuckle a bit. Pointing at the slice in his ear, he said, ~You named me a long time ago. It’s Chip.~
“Chip… I like the sound of that.” As she began to sink into sleep, “I like it a lot… Thank you Chip.”
He looked at her a little sadly. She didn’t remember any of the time they had been together. He shook his head, ~No, it has to be there somewhere.~
Chip sighed and answered with a whisper, ~You’re welcome Trista.~
Other eyes watched her fall into slumber. ~She has unlocked the first band. It will be some time before she can control it, but the fact that she has used it is a success. It has been so long since the last...the line has almost forgotten. Her body was not prepared for such power, she seems so drained and has gone back to sleep. No matter, time will change that. She has been chosen for a task, one which she must complete.~
Looking elsewhere, the eyes that watched Trista, saw power beginning to shift. With all the signs warning of trouble, drastic measures had to be taken. ~A new Keeper has to been awakened. Hopefully, it will not be too late….~