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I'm sure there are cool Anime characters named Anna, just not on Pokemon........yet.
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PostSubject: Re: Wonders: The Tale of Drew and Amy   Wonders: The Tale of Drew and Amy EmptySun Sep 12, 2010 2:26 am

5. Union and Reunion

"I was given four Pokemon that you can choose from, Amy," Mr. Pokemon informs the ten year old, pointing to a desk with four Cherish Balls on it. He picks the first one up and releases the Pokemon.

Out bursts a mouse Pokemon with golden fur. "Pichu!" it says.

"This is Pichu, an electric pokemon," Mr. Pokemon says, and I have a sudden flashback to the boy May always traveled with. What was his name? Magma? Lava? Soot? Something volcanic.

The Pichu returns to the ball. Mr. Pokemon picks up the next ball and releases it. "Azurill."

The tiny creature with the large ears bounces on its tail merrily. Juan had one of those. They were always too cute for me. Too hyper. No power behind them. I find myself hoping that Amy does not pick it.

Next, Cherish ball is picked up. "Treecko."

The green lizard bursts out of the ball and folds its arms over its chest. It's an arrogant little creature. At least, that's what I think until I realize I'm in the exact same pose as the Pokemon. I take a deep sigh.

The Treecko returns to the counter and the last Cherish ball is released.

"Skitty."

As the pink and white cat bounds into my sight, I find my eyes watering and I'm not sure why. I don't want Amy to see, so I excuse myself.

"If you'll excuse me. I'm going to take my allergy medicine," I lie, swiftly, before stealthily tip-toeing out the door.

Tears are so trivial. They're just the universal sign for sadness. When a normal person sees tears, they don't realize the other emotions behind the crying. They don't know the pain, the anger, the nostalgia, and the feeling of worthlessness that my tears entitled to me. Crying doesn't rid me of this feeling, but sometimes, I need release. I can't keep my despair pent up. It will make me unbalanced.

I learned that not too long ago. I was unbalanced. Depressed, even. That was when I learned not to trust everyone. When the innocence was annihilated once and for all. The dark age.

I re-enter the room.

"You okay, Drew?" Amy looks worried.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

"I picked Skitty," she says, out of the blue. "Look!"

Skitty crawls out from behind her leg, obviously frightened of me. I force myself to kneel down and pet it, reminding my fingers that it's not the same Pokemon that May had. It's a different life, a different soul. This Skitty has no connection to May's Skitty.

I get a sudden idea.

"Stay right here. I need to get something from my bag," I say, rushing out of the room.

I rip my bag apart, searching for the item I can see so clearly in my head. It's something I've had for years and couldn't dream of giving away. Amy was different for some reason, though. I didn't know why, but I could feel it. And, clearly, that was enough for me.

"Here."

I come back into the room and tie the old cloth around Skitty's soft, plushy neck.

"I like it," Amy says, examining the new addition to her starter Pokemon.

"Me too."

"Skit!" The kitten purrs, playing with the faded red bandanna tied around her neck. The Skitty is connected to May after all.

~~~

"Thank you, Mr. Pokemon. For the Skitty, for lunch, for everything!" Amy bows her head, respectfully. I mimic her.

"Anytime you need help, I'll be here, Amy, Drew. Thanks for stopping by!"

And with that, we're off.

It's a mild day outside. Not hot, not cold, but in equilibrium. One of those rare days where there is nothing to complain about. The air is just there, something in which to be. You do not sweat, but you do not shiver. In other words, it was my ideal medium.

"Where to next?" Amy wonders.

"Violet City," I answer. "It has the nearest Pokemon Center."

"Hm..." She is thinking, her hand on her chin so that her knuckles graze the bottom of her lips. "Is there a gym in Violet?"

"I think so," I say, taking out my PokeGear to check. I scroll down to Violet City with my stylus and click on it. Sure enough, the symbol for "Gym" is sticking out like a sore thumb. There seems to be little else in this city. "Yep. Violet City Gym. I want to say it's flying type, although I know the old flying leader died a long time ago."

"I want to challenge the gym leader," she declares.

I don't know why, but I love it when she does this. She just announces something difficult or heartwarming like it's nothing. I know I was never like that. Everything for me was about me. I was selfish. But Amy... Amy is the most innocent, selfless child I have ever met. Not that I've met many ten year old children recently.

"You know, you have to get yourself certified first," I remind her.

"Oh...I forgot about that."

"Don't even worry about it. I'm sure Nurse Joy can write up a Trainer's Card for you when we get there."

"Why do you know everything, Drew?"

I just smile and keep walking. It becomes silent. Not an awkward silence, but an understanding one. I miss these kinds of silences.

~~~

"Oh my god! Is that Drew?!"

I spin around in the surprise of hearing my named called. It wasn't Amy. I didn't think I knew anyone in Violet, either.

It's a short woman with red hair and blindingly bright blue-green eyes.

"Uh...hi?" I don't remember this girl at all. She looks disappointed.

"Don't you know who I am, Drew?" She gives me the puppy dog look and I'm about to apologize, when I see a tall, muscle-y man with dark blue hair standing behind her. He's slightly intimidating.

"Uh...no, I don't." I look away from her blinking orbs and focus on Amy who is happily chatting with Nurse Joy at the front desk.

"Is she yours?" the girl wonders.

I shake my head, somewhat sadly. I find myself wanting to say yes. She feels like my own child and I've only known her for two days. Amy's willing to give her heart and soul to strangers. I feel like I know her completely.

"I wish. She's the daughter of a friend of mine."

"Oh. Sorry. I'm Brianna, by the way."

"Brianna?" I have a sudden memory of a jealous girl. The sabotage of May and not by Harley either. Not this time. A girl with red hair and blue-green eyes. Younger and shorter. Cocky, but secretly unsure. A Surskit and Vibrava on hand. Fainting into May's arms all because I said she was good. My number one fan. My stalker.

Oh, Arceus. I was hoping I wouldn't have to see her again.

"Nice to see you again, Drew."

~~~

"This is Freddie. He's my husband."

I shake the tall blue haired man's beefy hand, smiling politely, even though I'm scared out of my wits. It's not that he's a huge guy. He just has this aura. It's screaming at me, making my fight-or-flight senses go crazy.

"Wow. Married."

Something goes off in my head. My once psychotic fan girl has someone to hold and love and I have no one. She's married! I'm lonely. It's funny how things do a major flip-flop as the years go by.

"So, what brings you to Violet, Drew?" Brianna truly looks curious, so I motion over towards Amy, who is diligently filling out her Trainer registration.

"That's Amy. Remember May Maple? It's her daughter. I'm escorting her around for a while until she gets the hang of training."

"I thought I recognized Brendan's hat when I first glanced at her..." Brianna admits.

"You know Brendan?!" Why does everyone else know and remember all these people, when I can't? It's driving me off the edge.

"Of course. We were at the wedding. She was at ours, too," she informs me, turning to give a lovesick expression to her husband.

She was invited, when I wasn't?

Pausing only for a moment, I continue. "Well, Amy wants to become a trainer."

"Not a co-ordinator?!" Brianna exclaims in surprise. "Both her parents in the industry, plus you, of course. And she wants to compete in the Pokemon League? That's insane!"

I brush it off and try to return to what I was saying. "Yeah, you know kids... Anyway, we're here so that she can challenge the Violet City Gym."

Freddie finally pipes in. "Violet City Gym? Are you sure? The leader there is pretty tough."

I narrow my eyes. "How would you know?"

Brianna snorts. "Freddie is Falkner's older brother. Falkner's the gym leader."

"Oh..." Now I feel stupid.

"I can get you a battle," Freddie says, "But you're going to have to work with this little girl if she wants to win. She doesn't strike me as an experienced battler."

I agree. "She's not. I'll train with her tonight, though. Don't worry."

Brianna grins. "It's a deal, then."

I look over at the girl I now have to train for a gym leader battle tomorrow. All I can currently see is a clueless little girl who has never so much as ordered a Pokemon attack with a cap that is far too big for her.

I have my work cut out for me.
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PostSubject: Re: Wonders: The Tale of Drew and Amy   Wonders: The Tale of Drew and Amy EmptySun Sep 12, 2010 2:24 am

Drew's a cool name.

I'm Anna. There are no cool anime characters named Anna.
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oh, THAT drew. ok. either way, my name is still Drew.
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PostSubject: Re: Wonders: The Tale of Drew and Amy   Wonders: The Tale of Drew and Amy EmptySat Sep 11, 2010 11:58 pm

I wish I had the patience to write something like this.... also, my name is Drew!!
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PostSubject: Re: Wonders: The Tale of Drew and Amy   Wonders: The Tale of Drew and Amy EmptySat Aug 28, 2010 6:37 am

4. Facing Fears

Amy and I are to leave early in the morning for Mr. Pokemon's house. My job shouldn't be all that difficult. Route 30 is usually full of weak trainers anyway. I'm only worried that there might be a lot of weak trainers. After six one-hit KOs, the whole process starts to get a bit tedious.

At about 6 AM, Amy asks me to show her my Pokemon. She has that same look of absolute wonder in her eyes that I recognize, so naturally my heart turns to mush and I comply.

"Roserade! Masquerain!"

My two favorite Pokemon come out of their Pokeballs as though they were performing in a Contest. Roserade springs out of the white light, turns a double somersault, and lands in a Petal Dance. Masquerain uses Silver Wind on Roserade's Petal Dance, making the petals and sparkles intertwine around the two as Masquerain lands on Roserade's red flower.

I narrow my eyes at the two, nitpicking as always. "Rose, you're a bit off-balance. Masquerain! Tuck your right wing in a little more...that's it. Perfect."

Amy stands there, awestruck.

"Just like old days, huh?"

I turn around and face May, who finally looks like she brushed her hair. She has a blue bandanna in her hands and wraps it around her head. "So, I guess you still have some of your old flair, don't you Drew?"

I shrug. "Sure..."

Suddenly, she takes out a shiny Pokeball and throws it up into the air. "Beautifly!"

Beautifly explodes out of the beam of light launching a string shot into the sky. It's the same exact shape as my face. And then...

"Now, magical leaf!"

Razor edged leaves splice the face into a million pieces that rain down on me. Amy laughs hysterically.

"Impressive." I roll my eyes, brushing the silk off of my purple sweatshirt.

"How about a battle!" Amy exclaims. "Dad can judge! I wanna see who's the best! Masquerain versus Beautifly?"

May nods.

I fold my arms. "Okay. Why not? Masquerain!"

"Beautifly!"

I turn the other way, expecting Masquerain to follow me and perch on my shoulder, but he doesn't. Confused, I look back over at May, only I see her Beautifly first...with my Masquerain.

Beautifly and Masquerain and circling around each other, sparks and petals coming from nowhere.

"Masquer!"

"Fly!"

"Oh. I forgot about that," May says, blushing.

"Right. Maybe no battle. I wouldn't want to break these two up..." Amy replies, looking somewhat disappointed.

"Don't worry. I can take down your mom any day. You'll see sometime," I say. I seem to be returning to my old arrogant ways. It's strange, how that always happens when May's around.

~~~

"Amy, we're going to miss you," Brendan says, giving his daughter a hug and a kiss on the cheek. May did the same.

"Don't beat up on Drew too badly," Brendan adds. I scowl.

"Here." May hands Amy the shiny Pokeball. "Take Beautifly with you. I know she wants to be with Masquerain and she'll be in capable hands."

Amy's face splits into her toothy grin.

Brendan holds out a green and white cap, the exact same pattern as the red one he's wearing. "Take this too, kid. People'll know you're not a little girl to mess with."

She enthusiastically pulled it on. It was far too big for her and a band of green covered her eyes. Still, she looked ecstatic. "Thanks Mom. Thanks Dad! I won't lose either of them!"

"'Atta girl!" Brendan says, and chuckles.

Amy turns to me. "Drew. I think I'm ready to go."

"Alright, kiddo." With a wave at May and Brendan, I turn away and we both walk so far that the house is lost behind the ever expanding horizon.

~~~


"I've always been afraid of Spinarak," Amy tells me as we climb up a hill, avoiding tall grass and trainers as best we can.

"Ariados too?" I ask.

She nods.

"Well you better be careful. I hear Spinarak are all over Johto!" I tell her. I'm just messing with her, but she still smack me on the back.

"Drew!"

We walk a little farther and then she asks, "What are you afraid of Drew?"

I think about it for a while. "I would say...failure, disapproval...hmmm...definitely losing people I love."

"That's deep. My fears are very vain. I don't really know why I hate spiders so much. I know they can't hurt me..."

"Fears are fears," I tell her, remembering what Solidad once told me when I was in my first contests. "They're different for everyone. Everyone is unique, therefore, everyone is afraid of different things. I don't think being afraid of spiders is vain at all. It's completely normal."

She looks reassured for a moment. But then she adds, "I don't like the dark either. Or needles."

She looks a little bit nervous. "Needles certainly aren't fun," I say. "I loathe the dark, too. I hate the way it makes you feel absolutely alone."

Her eyes snap up to meet mine and I realize that they are the same sapphire of her mother. "You understand," she whispers.

~~~

"Can you go get us some firewood, Amy? I think we should set up camp here for the night. We'll get to Mr. Pokemon's house in the morning."

"Sounds good to me," she grins, and then she takes off into the trees with her Cherrubi bouncing behind her.

I start setting up the tent. It's not complicated; Arceus knows how many times I used this same tent in my coordinating days. Unfortunately, it doesn't take my mind off of things. May and I used to sleep in this same tent, back when we were young. We thought nothing of it. Back when we were innocent.

The tent pops up and I am satisfied as I look over my handiwork. I've become a pro at this. I remember it used to take me an hour when I was thirteen. I always had to ask someone for help. Solidad or Harley...or...May.

I can't get her out of my head. Her hair, her smile, her bright blue irises. May takes me back to a happier time. Before retirement, before Amy, before Brendan. Before we all grew up and the fairy tales were over.

A scream pierces the night, out of nowhere. A place far beyond the treetops. It's a scream I recognize. It's...

"Amy!"

I sprint into the darkness. Ironic, that I'm running into something both Amy and I fear. This time, though, I'm not alone. Although with a twist of my stomach I realize that if I'm not fast enough, I may be on my own.

"Now what have we here?" a masculine voice says. I run into the clearing and see a tall figure close in on a tiny shadow.

"Get away from her," I growl.

"Drew!"

The figure comes into the moonlight and I can see that he has a good three inches on me and at least fifty pounds. He's dressed in head-to-toe leather, clearly a biker-type. He shakes a gloved fist at me menacingly, but I don't back down an inch.

"What are you, her babysitter?"

"Actually, I'm her guardian. I'm here to protect her from scum like you. I know your type. I've beaten the shit out of your kind before."

"In what? A beauty pageant?" he snorts and then he reached for something on his belt. I flinch, thinking it's a gun.

He takes something out. Through squinting, I can see that it's a Ultra ball. So it's a battle he wants? No problem.

I take out a Pokeball from my belt. "Roserade. Let's get him."

He throws his Ultra ball into the starry sky. "Go, Flaaffy"

For a second, I stare at him in disbelief. "Wait, what? Flaaffy? What?!"

"Are you making fun of my Pokemon? Flaaffy! Use thunderbolt!"

Flaaffy charges the static of his wool and launches blue lightning at Roserade. Luckily, Roserade is well-disciplined and dodges, launching a razor leaf attack without my even saying anything. It hits the mark exactly.

"Flaaffy!" the biker cringes as his Flaaffy falls backward into a tree. "That's some powerful flower, you got there." he turns to his Pokemon. "C'mon Flaaffy, we won't lose! Thunderbolt again!"

Once again, Roserade dodges effortlessly.

"Stun spore, then poison jab, Rose. Go get 'em!" I yell and Roserade obeys.

The Flaaffy is surrounded in the golden, shimmering powder spewing from Roserade's red and blue flowers. He twitches a few times, unable to consciously move his muscles as Roserade attacks full-front, each powerful jab directly on the mark. I look over on the sidelines and see Amy sitting on the ground, Cherrubi in her lap, Beautifly perched on her head, her face a mask of terror. I watch her for a moment and then refocus on the battle.

"Rose. That's enough." Flaaffy is on the ground. Fainted.

The biker says nothing. He avoids looking me in the eyes as he holds out the Ultra ball and Flaaffy disappears in a beam of red light. Maybe he's embarrassed he lost to a "flower". I'll never know, because he raced to the trees and did not return.

"Are you okay?" I inquire to Amy.

She just shakes her head, eyes as big as saucepans. "How did you do that?"

I chuckle. "Years and years of practice."

"You're so good at Pokemon, though! Can you teach me to battle like that?"

I shrug the compliment off. "First you have to learn to train, Amy. If you want, I can show you tomorrow. You should probably get some sleep. It's been a rough day."

She agrees and we head back to the campsite. Safe and sound for now.
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PostSubject: Re: Wonders: The Tale of Drew and Amy   Wonders: The Tale of Drew and Amy EmptyFri Aug 27, 2010 11:19 pm

Thanks so much!! XD

3. Roses and Promises

"...May?"

It's been two hours since I spoke to my old rival and still i cannot think of anything but her. What went wrong? When did she become just another lost memory? I try to picture our younger selves and just cannot do it anymore. I only see myself with no one else.

I shuffle through my backpack until I find two of my most prized possessions. One is a plastic rose covered in sparkles that Solidad gave me when I decided to retire from coordinating. I look at it, twirl it between my fingers feeling the tiny fake thorns poke at my skin. I smile, I feel nostalgic, I put it away.

The other is a simple red bandanna. It makes me wonder what happened to us. When did something so good turn into something so wrong? We used to tell each other everything and now I can barely talk to her. I out my face into the bandanna and realize that it still smells like her. Alarmed, I throw it back into my bag.

I loved May. Really and truly. Yet, she didn't choose me. She picked her old childhood friend. Brendan was always there for her. After I left her in Blackthorn City so I could go to Sinnoh, Brendan was still in Cherrygrove waiting for her, arms outstretched.

I never had a chance. They have a kid! She's living, breathing, the sheer image of her mother. She wears her hair much the same way. They have too much energy for their own good and the way they carry themselves. It's too much.

I can't do this. I can't travel with another May. That's suicide.

I have to get away from here.


~~~

"Drew?"

Amy was tugging at my shoulder. I hadn't realized that she and Brendan were back already. I was far too lost in my own thoughts.

"Yep?"

"Is it okay if I sit here?"

"Go ahead."

It was getting dark already. I didn't notice that the stars were particularly bright or that the moon was full. It was another beautiful sight to behold that, once again, I didn't have time for.

"Mom told me that the stars up in the sky are pure-hearted deceased Pokemon. Grandpa Norman said so too. He said he knew about a Marowak that Team Rocket killed in Lavender Town. He said that Marowak is the brightest star of all."

"I've heard that somewhere before..." I trail off. May had told me that as we star-gazed only to be rudely interrupted by Harley as usual. Harley was always sneaking up on us, even when we all went to Johto for the first time.

"You seem like a good person," Amy states out of the blue.

"You're a good person too, Amy." I look over at her. I wish I could know what she is thinking.

Suddenly, her eyes get dark and the smile on her face fades. "I'm not good. I spy on mom sometimes..."

"What?" She takes me by surprise.

"I spy on Mom. She cries every night with a red rose in her hands. She pulls the petals off and drops them to the ground and cries harder. Dad doesn't like it, but I don't know what it's about."

I'm completely caught off guard and start to blush. "Well...uh...I don't know what to say to that."

Amy covers her mouth. "I probably shouldn't have told you that," she mutters.

"No. It's okay. Your...I mean her secret's safe with me."

"I can trust you?"

"Of course you can. I promise." And this is a promise I'm sure to keep.

~~~

I knock on the bedroom door again. It feels like deja vu. Wasn't I just in this position and didn't it end badly last time? Still, I can't stop myself from speaking with her this time.

She whips her head around, eyes filled with tears, just like last time. "Go away," she demands.

I don't flinch. Instead, I walk up to her and put my hand on her shoulder. She looks up at me. She is the vulnerable one this time. We have switched spots.

I say, "I know you don't care about what happens to me, but I just wanted to let you know that nothing will happen to Amy. Your daughter is safe. I'll protect her with my life. I owe it to you."

May nods. I leave, but I as I walk out the door, out of the corner of my eye I can see a red petal hit the hardwood floor. I don't know how, but the sight is comforting to me. She still believe in the magic of roses. The same way I do.
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PostSubject: Re: Wonders: The Tale of Drew and Amy   Wonders: The Tale of Drew and Amy EmptyThu Aug 26, 2010 10:25 pm

2. Mixtures of Pain and Innocence

Children are like nothing else in the world, that's for certain. Take Amy for example. She would never judge people for looks or for failure. Children believe all were created equal. Children are the carriers of pure innocence. Something that you never find in this world anymore.

Innocence was something I used to have as a child myself. It's funny how easily something pure and good can have it's will easily bent into something evil. I was always second best to my siblings, to Harley and Solidad, to...May.

That name. I can't think about it. It brings nothing that can be good for me.


That is all that I can muse about in one day because Brendan comes up behind me and grabs me by the shoulder, shaking me out of anything else I may have been pondering.

"Hey, Drew. Will you come back inside? I have something I've been meaning to ask you..."

I get up from the porch step I've been sitting on and following him in through the front door to the living room, where both Amy and the brunette are waiting for us.

"Have a seat, Drew," Brendan says, pointing to the chair next to the sofa that Amy is sitting on.

"Hi, Drew!" Amy exclaims, like my presence is the happiest thing in the world. I beg to differ, but that's beside the point.

Brendan clears his throat and we all look at him. Satisfied with the attention, he begins:

"We've been meaning to ask you this earlier, actually. It's very convenient and lucky that you got here when you did. Amy turned ten last week. That means she's ready to start her Pokemon journey. That's what her mother and I did. That's what you did.

"We called Professor Elm of New Bark Town. He said that he transferred a couple of starters to Mr. Pokemon's house. In that case, Amy must make it through Route 30 by herself with only a young Cherrubi. Being a trainer myself, I know that there are always trainers on every route and I want Amy to be safe.

"I was assuming you were on your way out of Cherrygrove up Route 30 anyway. So I was going to ask you this: Could you escort Amy to Mr. Pokemon's house? Could you make sure she receives her starter Pokemon safely?"

I nod without thinking first.

Brendan grins and even the brunette has a hint of a smile. Amy's face lights up like a Christmas tree.

"Yay! Thank you Drew! This is going to be awesome! You can teach me how to be good at Pokemon and win battles and contests and..."

"Amethyst," Brendan scolds. "Let's not get carried away."

"Don't call me that!" Amy whines.

Her real name is Amethyst. I can't help being awed by people with strange names. My name is Drew, one of the most common names around. It was my grandfather's name for Arceus' sake! Amy's name is just completely original. I wonder what made them name her so.

Amy and the brunette get up off the sofa and start to walk away. I start to stand up when Brendan looks me right in the eye.

"Thank you so much. I hope she won't give you too much trouble."

~~~

I decide that it's high time that this brunette talked to me. I've only been in her home for hours. I figure that she's Brendan's wife.

I walk down the hallway to her and Brendan's room. She's sitting on the end of the bed, holding something. I can't tell what it is. Her shoulders are shaking.

"Hello?" I stand in the doorway and knock on the door sideways.

She whips her head around, causing her hair to go flying over her face, although I can see her blue eyes clear as day. They're full of fresh tears. I bit my lip and walk in.

"Are you okay?"

She averts her eyes and gets up of the bed, throwing something red into the corner. She pushes me out of the way and rushes out the door. I can't help but follow her.

"Wait! I just wanted to talk to you!" I yell after her. "What's wrong?"

It's a good thing Brendan is at the PokeCenter teaching Amy healing Pokemon. This may not look good to him. What, the two of us running out of their bedroom with his wife crying? I think not.

She makes a beeline for the basement but I'm faster by a mile. I get to the door first and block her, but she quickly changes directions.

"Hey!"

She starts sprinting back down the hall into her bedroom and slams the door. It doesn't lock, so I jiggle the handle and walk right in.

She's sitting on the edge of the bed again, still shaking.

"What's wrong?"

She doesn't reply and her head sinks into her hands.

"Why do you hate me so much? I don't even know you," I snarl at her, my impatience and temper getting the better of me.

With that, her head snaps back up and she turns around to face me, putting a hand on each of my shoulders. Her blue eyes are surrounded by a rim of burning red and her face is contorted in rage.

"Ask yourself, Drew," she whispers. "How well do you remember this face?"

I do as she tells me. I look deep into her face and then, with a drop of my stomach, I know.

"...May?"
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Author's Note: This is a fanfic about Drew (May's rival) and his quest to find out who he is. At the same time, he meets Amy, a young girl who is just starting her Pokemon journey. Maybe she can illuminate his dark path, so long as he is a responsible guardian. And at the same time, the two will learn that they have more in common that than they may have thought.

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or anything Pokemon related. I just like to write.



1. The Brick House in Cherrygrove

There is a young man sitting on a rock outside of Cherrygrove City. He is tall, lanky, and arrogant. The wind blows his soft green hair into his eyes and he brushes it back with his calloused fingers.

His Roserade, his first Pokemon and trusted partner, dances behind him, but he takes no notice. Her movement may be beautiful, but the young man doesn't have time for beauty. He doesn't really have time for anything, really. What, with all the things he has on his mind nowadays? He has trophies to win, places to explore, dreams to catch...and yet he sits on the rock, sighing and deep in thought.

I am this man. Drew Rose is my name. I am a coordinator from LaRousse City. Well...I was. I stopped training six months ago. I'm retired. I've lost my way in the midst of raining petals and sparkles on a stage. That world is past. The glamour and glory is gone.

"R-Rose?"

Roserade is shivering. I feel pity for her, an emotion I usually direct towards myself. I reach in my bag for her Pokeball and, in a quick flash of red light, she is in her own haven until I must drag her out again.

I wonder what it must be like nestled inside a little Pokeball. A place of my own. I don't have a place I live. I travel incessantly, sleeping under the stars or in the nearest PokeCenter. Silent, peaceful, but alone; my night's are fairly simple.

I hop off my rock and make my way back into town.

Cherrygrove is a mass of different colors and neon signs. First, the bright red of the PokeCenter pops out at you like a Beedrilll in a quiet tree. Then the PokeMart scars your corneas when the moonlight reflects off of the florescent blue.

I hate it here. It makes my head hurt.

I walk about halfway downtown before I make a right on to Thorn Street. A friend of mine lives here. A friend I've been meaning to pay a visit to for a long time.

I walk up to his house, small and made of brick with ivy growing on the sides and a white roof, and ring the doorbell, which causes a Mightyena to bark rambunctiously.

A dark haired man wearing a white cap answers the door. "Drew? Wow. It's been a long time."

"Hey Brendan. I know. I was in town and I decided I should see how you're keeping up."

"Well, I'm still alive, that's for sure," he says, smiling and rubbing the back of his pale neck. "Come on in."

"Nice place," I compliment, jealously. He has one floor and a basement. His dining room even has a crystal chandelier. A chandelier that is now tossed into the air by the Mightyena who flings himself at me. But fear not, since the chandelier is caught with a lazy flick of the hand of a Kirlia. The power of psychic pokemon is simply astounding sometimes. The Kirlia didn't even look up.

"Thanks, Drew," Brendan replies, but then frowns. "Down Mightyena! You're wrinkling Drew's shirt!"

The Mightyena obediently takes his paws off of me and dives down the stairs.

Brendan sighs and then returns to his gracious posture. With a cheesy smile, he guides us into the living room.

"Hey guys! You'll never guess who's here!"

With a creak of floorboards I see two girls emerge from the hallway adjacent to the kitchen. One is brunette and seems to be my age. The other is small, dark haired, a child.

"Uh, hi." I raise my hand in greeting.

The adult nods politely, but it's clear that she doesn't care. The child grins a very toothy grin and runs to hug me tight around the middle.

"Mommy's told me all about you!" she declares as she lets go of me. I raise my eyebrows at Brendan and he shrugs.

"We were just about to make lunch, if you want to join us." Brendan changes the subject smoothly. "Is leftover pizza and salad okay with everyone?"

We all agree. Even the brunette, who remains mute.

~~~

"So Drew," Brendan starts. "What's brought you to Johto?"

I think about it hard as I nibble on a slice of cheese pizza. What has brought me to Johto? I cannot think of a reason immediately.

"Uh..."

"Personally, I like the peace and quiet," Brendan interrupts.

"Yeah, that's it. ...Peace and quiet. Yep." I return to my food and the table becomes awkward again.

"Amy, why don't you tell Drew about your new Pokemon?"

The little girl's face lights up as he mentions her Pokemon. I am reminded of myself at that age. Pokemon were a wonder of the world, the ultimate dream. And now, they're my best friends. The wonder never ends, not for me, not for the little girl named Amy, not for anyone.

She brushes the hair out of her eyes and begins. "So I was walking home from the PokeMart since I had to buy some more mail to send to Grandaddy and this cute Pokemon started following me. He was so little and cuddly! He followed me all the way home and I gave him food and let him stay the night in the house. In the morning, he didn't leave so Dad caught him for me!"

"That's so cool!" I find myself exclaiming. At the same time, I feel envy. This girl who has her own family and a place to live could find companionship so easily and yet I could not. The rich only seem to get richer in this world. Yet, this was a child. I should be grateful for the partners I already have. I think of my Roserade, my faithful sidekick, my best friend.

"What kind of Pokemon is it, Amy?" Brendan asks her. It's a leading question.

"Cherrubi!" she practically yelps. "A pretty grass Pokemon!"

"A Cherrubi? They hail from Sinnoh, right?" I wonder aloud.

"Yeah," Brendan confirms. "It's odd to find one here. It must be special."

"Special," Amy repeats to no one in particular.

Still, the brunette has said nothing.
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