Sali The Squirtle's Story

"Come here you little Squirtle!" Screamed Jason, determined to catch it, Floss was watching from behind Jason's back. She didn't want him to catch it, she wanted to be his main priority forever!

"One bump, second bump, third bump!"
"Yay!"

Jason danced around the street, floss had an opposite feeling.

"I will, call you Sali!"

Zoltan would raise a fin to parry the Sacred Sword, though it was not without a bit of a price, he looked like he was actually injured from the act of deflecting the attack, massive cuts now on his fins. "An impressive blow! But it's time I ended this! Your boasts will not save you! Lammy! Say the word, and I'll faint this Musketeer!"

Lammy tried to keep it together. "Z-Zoltan! Use Psycho Cut! I-It should work!"

Zoltan generated several wicked sharp blades out of psychic energy that surrounded the Terrakion before launching in with slicing potential, each blade intended to finish off the Terrakion with a powerful swing of super-effective psychic energy. Each blade however appeared a blackish purple, instead of the usual psychic colors, while a small black and pink glow emanated from Lammy's lower back, around where her fanny pack was placed.

Touko looked up, noticing the sync between the Trainer's pack and the aura of the powerful blades. Dweller grunted, trying to hold it together, but his knees finally buckled. "You...truly are mighty..."

"Kuso... Dweller, return." The irritation was audible in Touko's voice. "Wow, kid. I feel like I should be asking you for an autograph...I've never had a front row seat to that kind of power. And this is after all the crap that happened today. After all I've gone through. You really put a damper on my plans to become Champion again. Lammy, was it? I'm going to have to train extra hard now. If there are Trainers like you about, surely the League must have gotten even stronger than THAT! Now, ah...how much do I owe ya?"

None of the trio of Electric-Pokemon looked away from Temperance when she bounded off to the Trainer staring at his PokeDex. Dee was studying Temperance carefully while Lumi and Skyball's attention turned towards the fight that was about to happen in front of them. There was a bad feeling in Dee's gut as she watched the Meowstic tug on the pant leg of the boy and stare up at him.

"What the hell are you doing?" Dee called out to Temperance, tensing her body in case she tried to do anything shifty. She would be ready to spring into action if the moment chose to arise.

Meanwhile, Lumi and Skyball were fascinated by the exchange of blows between the Malamar and the Terrakion they'd only recently talked to. What was incredible was that despite the girl's lack of authority in her voice, the Malamar carried the instruction across with a mighty power and an incredible aura. Both their eyes went wide when Zoltan finished off Dweller with an incredible beam of power. This...this had been the champion that stood up to Zane, so easily snuffed out by a virtually unknown female.

"Wow..." Lumi couldn't help but murmur, "That's...something..."

Skyball turned to Lumi and raised a quizzical brow, "That girl is very lucky to have that Malamar on her side."

The Pachirisu's brow furrowed, "What do you mean?"

"You didn't notice the separation in body language between the two?"

Lumi shrugged, "Guess not."

Skyball went on to explain, "Well, when a Trainer and a Pokemon are bonded, they tend to fight as one. Notice how much energy and passion was in Touko's voice when she commanded her Terrakion. They worked on a similar mind set...a singular wavelength. They worked with synergy. The Malamar, on the other hand, had done most of the work on the other side of the field. That girl had barely any kind of connection in her voice. In fact, she seems to be a novice to Pokemon battles. She wouldn't have nearly enough authority and practice in her voice to command a Pokemon who could sweep the floor with a former champion."

"So what are you saying?" Lumi asked, to which Skyball glared at the Malamar with a crossed look.

"I'm saying that either we watched the greatest miracle ever performed in a Pokemon battle...or something fishy's going on."

Misty walked through the street with an angry smitten face, she had nothing left.

She wanted to know everything, who her parents were, where she was from. She looked up at the sky.

She accidentally walked straight into Jason,

"Watch where you are going!" She screamed into his face.

He said nothing. He just sighed.

"Come on Floss, Sari, we have work to do."

"Are you ok?" Said one of the citizens to Misty, she pushed past him.

"Get out of my way!" She screamed!

She ran off into a nearby forest, where it was quiet, she lay down in the shade.

After a while she was gone, asleep.

As she drifted off into the Land of Nod, She felt something, saw something.

A baby crying.

A grown mans voice.

"We are going to call you Misty."

"Lets take her hom-" The voice stopped.

Her eyes opened.

She looked down to see a Squirtle stood staring at her, from her chest.

"Sali! Sali! Where are you?" Said a nearby voice

A man approached her,

"Sali! There you are and... oh.. you."

"Leave me alone!" Said Misty as she forced herself up and ran away without stopping to catch a breath...

"What was her problem?" Said Jason, crouching down to stroke Sali on the head,

"Wait a second. Where is Floss?"

Jason was worried. He loved Floss so much!

As he ran back from the forest, he felt so much guilt, he should've payed more attention, more care!

"Floss! Where are you?"

As he looked round, sweat dripping from his head, he became determined to find Floss.