While this is an au I would like to start as a small webcomic at one point, I would like to start it out with just some simple fanfic writing to kind of get into the groove I guess. It's been a whole hot second so like give it a second. But since the beginnings of this story are going to be mainly told from Crystal and Golds perspective, I thought I'd start out with a prologue from Silver's perspective
Early morning dew drops made the grass of this small town glisten like small stars in the night sky. And the forest here was rather healthy and overgrown, similar to that of Ilex. Though the thought of entering those woods only seemed to stir an uneasy feeling of spite and fear within Silver. He knew all too well of what lurked within those trees. Some being of great power, the mysterious guardian of Ilex. A creature whom he had never seen, nor knew the name of. But served as his teacher's life goal to capture and use its power for their own gain.
This was something he could never quite understand given all the assets the family had gathered over the course of their reign. Strong, powerful and capable pokemon that could crush any trainer who dared to threaten them. What could it be that this mysterious being had that intrigued his teacher so much? A stab into his bottom foot tore him from his thoughts, as he faltered backwards in surprise. Damn twigs… Perhaps it was time he wrapped his feet again, the rugged cloth he had been using showed clear signs of wear and tear from his journey here.
“Sisi, you still have that bag I gave you?” From the bramble behind him, a long feathered ear poked through the foliage. His trusted companion, a partner who stayed by his side for as long as he could recall. While small, Sisi still proved to be a reliable pokemon. From its back, a sack slung over its shoulder filled with berries, herbal remedies and various scraps of cloth. “Thanks girl." He huffed as he plopped down beside a nearby stump. If the others had heard him speak to his pokemon in such a manner they would have talked down to him like a weakling. He scoffed at the thought as he ripped away the muddy and useless wrap around his feet. Yet despite Karen and Will's constant persecution of his skill as a trainer meant nothing now. After all, he had been sent here to obtain this supposed package for their teacher; not them. The scornful sight of their envious faces when he was given this task still brought him a tinge of pride that burned deep in his chest.
They'd change their tune after this. Yanking at the last of the cloth, he set it to the side and began replacing it with fresher wrappings. Sisi sniffed at his scratched up and bruised skin with concern. “It's ok, no pain no game right?” A small reassuring smile and a pat on the head seem to put her at ease. Perhaps while he was allowed access to the outside during this mission, he could manage to snag himself some real shoes from a local mart. Then again, that could be too risky and bring about some unwanted attention to himself. It was crucial to handle this quietly, this was important. Once he was sure the bandages were well tied around each foot and the knot was sturdy, Silver rose from his spot on the ground. They couldn't be too terribly far from the lab by this point. Of course it would have been faster and easier to travel through the town and get directions from the locals, but then he would have a potential witness on his hands.
Briefly he unconsciously ran his finger tips down the side of the wood mask that hung from his face. At Least he would always have his real face covered to keep him safe. Leafs from the oak above sprinkled down onto his hair, shuffling from the branch above. “Murr, you up there?" Cawing from above, his second pokemon swooped downwards to land on his outstretched arm. “Have you found the place yet?" All he was provided was a general location and a photograph of the lab stationed here. He would have to rely on his Murkrow to lead them there through the outskirts of New Bark. The pokemon flapped its wings in response, and took off towards the east. Good. Without question, both him and Sneasel followed behind on foot. Just over a mossy hillside, there it was. The Research Lab.
Now all he needed to do was find a way in, and locate that envelope. What his teacher needed these notes for was beyond his knowledge nor was it his concern; but it was his responsibility to recover them without fail. Silver scanned the area from higher ground, ducked behind the bramble out of site. From what he could see, it was pretty similar to that of most other houses he passed by in this area. Larger than most. Two employees inside, moving what looked to be large trays full of pokeballs into a storage container. As well as two doors. A front and a balcony on the upper level, glass and easy enough to pick open. There. That was his ticket in.
“Right." He whispered as his two partners gave him their undivided attention, ready to act on his orders. “What we'll be looking for will likely be addressed from Azalea. Sisi, you'll come with me. Grab anything that has that address. Murr; you will draw those two out, and we'll lock that front door shut behind them. It'll buy us some time to look through the place. Ready?”
And with that Murr took off down hill, and began scraping at the window glass with its talons. Causing a rather irritating screech that seemed to do the trick, as a scrawny man with glasses in a coat came outside to shoo the pest away. Only to be attacked by the angered bird, he immediately threw his arms over his head in fright. Not long after came the second researcher, frantically trying to drive the furious feathered bully away with a straw broom and failing. Now. There was no time to hesitate, Silver and Sisi quickly dashed towards the balcony. Doing their best to go unnoticed as the two men flailed about, trying to avoid the brutal pecks from their tormentor. With two well timed jumps, Silver managed to crawl up and through the railing. Dropping down on one knee and pulling an old rusty lock pick from his pocket. Within seconds the door was open, and the two slipped in undetected. Once inside Sisi made her way down the stairwell, blowing a gust of frosty wind towards the front door. Slamming it shut, and covering it with a strong and thick layer of ice.
Good, now they could start. Heart racing, Silver hopped down to the first floor and began scavenging each shelf and desk drawer in search of anything that remotely looked like a package. Nothing, nothing, nothing! This is all junk! Panic rises his throat as he began clawing at the large stacks of various scribbled notes and booklets. Until there! Finally! In his hands he held a hefty envelope, opened at the top and addressed from Azalea Town to a Professor Oak. Inside this was critical information about the mysterious myth of the Ilex forest guardian. A pokemon whom his teacher has hunted for as long as he could remember. Curious, he stuck his hand down into the folder and pulled what felt like a stack of photos tied together with a rubber band from the middle. Poor quality… Why even keep them? Wait, there. In the corner of the third one, he spotted a vaguely small and green shape that seemed to give off a glow of some sort. Could this be?
He stared at the image in wonderment as well as confusion. With such great power, surely he thought this great powerful beast would have been much larger in size? But it looked to be no bigger than a Pidgey. Why would he want something that looked so feeble? Consumed in his thoughts, he hadn't even heard the muffled sounds of a battle taking place just outside the door. Shit! They must have had some Pokemon on them! Tucking the photos back into the envelope and into his satchel, he raced back towards the stairwell. “Sisi, time to go!" Just as he turned to escape, on the other side of the glass door he came face to face with a stranger. A boy who looked to be no older than himself, holding a pool cue in one hand and an aipom perched on his shoulder.
“Thief!"
Where the hell? Silver leaped back, startled. And just as the other boy swung open the door, the ice from the front door started to break. In came crashing the two men from before, accompanied by yet another kid with a blue hat. You've got to be kidding me! A hand grabbed at his jacket collar, “Give me back my bag freak!” Luckily his reflexes kicked in just in time, as he swiftly hopped to the left, out of the boy's reach. In his panic, he turned tail and dashed towards the stairwell. What happened? He had this in the bag! Who the hell was this bastard? Behind him he could hear his footsteps catching up close, and in front of him stood the scrawny researcher. He had to do something quick before they got a good look at him. “Sisi!" Without flinching, the sneasel skidded in front of him and once more let out a gust of ice, freezing the slick tiled floor under their feet. “You-"
The trio of people down below started to slide about, struggling to keep their balance and eventually toppled backwards. "Ack!” The crack of the researcher's skull against the unforgiving iced stone floor even made Silver's neck prickle with pain. But at least they were out of commission for now. Now just- To his shock, Sisi was suddenly thrown back against the wall. A direct punch from the aipom’s tail had sent her flying. Sisi! He skidded to a halt, unsure of what to do next. Think of something, fast! Out of the corner of his eye, three pokeballs lay on a table beside him. All filled with different Pokemon. This one then! Snatching the strongest looking of the three he clicked the capsules button and released the small blue creature from inside. Hopefully it'll listen. Blinking, the small reptile shook itself awake, and glanced back at Silver with curiosity. Unsure of what to say, he simply gave the pokemon an encouraging nod towards the opposing aipom.
Thankfully, the croc turned and bared its tiny pin needle fangs at its opponent. “Oh you cheater! You can't just use other people's pokemon!" How immature. Though he just met this new Pokemon, he was certain to wipe the floor with this buffoon. “Attack!" At his command the croc raced forward, barreling into the astonished aipom who was brushed away easily. No battle prowess… this must be his pet, not a fighter. Sneering, he took the opportunity to dash over to sneasels side. Helping her up from the wall where she was flung into. That was probably that fool's only pokemon, and now that he was alone there was nothing stopping Silver from bum rushing the door. Yet despite his expectations that this kid would run away after he was left with no defense like any sensible trainer, he was baffled to find the reckless brat wrestling with the croc. Even as it started to bite down onto his arm and rip through the reddish hoodie he was wearing. But still he continued to struggle. “No one hurts my friend!”
What an idiot.
Swiftly leaping over the two, Silver once more clicked the capsules button to return the pokemon. Leaving the scuffed up nuitence scrambling to stand-up. Nothing but disdain in his eyes. To the boy’s side, he spotted the very same table Silver had snatched his pokemon from. “Fine, if we're fighting dirty." And with that he hastily took one of the pokeballs from its spot, and tossed it out to release another creature, just as small as the other. Its eyes appeared to be shut, relying on its pointed nose to guide its way. Yet Silver could still feel its worried gaze fall upon the pokeball in his hand.
“Listen, this scumbag is trying to steal your friend away!” It turned its attention to the boy behind it covered in scratches and bite marks. “Let's get him back!" And as if in agreement, bright and powerful flames exploded from its back. Fire type huh? The pokemon he just received looked to be a water type. Which meant he still had the upper hand. Irritated, he once again released the croc from its capsule. “You'll be sorry you dragged this out as long as you did." He hissed under his breath as the two glared at each other from opposite sides of the stairwell. Their two pokemon rather hesitant to strike first. Silver simply held his gaze with the croc as it looked to him as if to question the situation. “You can either stay here in this lab and live out a dull life, or you can fight by my side and grow stronger!" His words seemed to have struck a chord, as his new found companion once more turned towards his opponent. With one sharp inhale, it spat a gush of water into the other Pokemon. Knocking it back in shock. It had made its choice. “Again!"
Before its opponent could gather its bearings, another gush of water slammed into the small creature. But before the final blow could be struck, the other boy flung himself between the two. “Take it easy! That's your friend, remember!" It was time to end this little charade. “Sisi!" As the croc inhaled once more, sneasel gust a chilling breeze upon the last surge of water. The block of ice sent both the boy and the other Pokemon sailing backwards into the wall with a crash. Defeated. “Warned you." Silver returned the croc to its pokeball and quickly made a break for the side door. Out into the woods, he let out a loud whistle using his fingers. Relief washed over him as his Murkrow returned. Sneasel carrying the satchel with her teeth as they made their escape into the forest.
Gold wheezed, his ribcage where that slab of ice had struck throbbed in pain. But… at least… He looked to the side, to see that yes. The small Pokemon, soaked and weakened, took no extra damage from that blow. “Good." He croaked, the slightest taste of iron lapped at the back of his mouth. Yup, that's probably bruised. Cool, nice. “Aibo… you there?” From up above, dropped the boy's aipom. In its paws, a thick yellow envelope it struggled to carry upright. "Ah.. haha… prick. Got your stupid stinking folder." Now to return this back to its owner, and after that track down that guy and get his bag back!
