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Castelia City

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a part of The Multiverse, by Remæus.

Castelia is a sprawling seaside metropolis located in south central Unova. You can find just about anything in this majestic city, including a spaceport and people dedicated to using their pokemon to teleport others between various major planets.

ChaoticMarin holds sovereignty over Castelia City, giving them the ability to make limited changes.
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Castelia is a sprawling seaside metropolis located in south central Unova. It is the heart of business and economy of the Unova region. Most of its city streets are crowded with different people rushing around, trying to get to work, home, or other places, creating a hustle and bustle scene for city life. You can find just about anything in this majestic city, including a primitive spaceport for off-world visitors. More notably however, Castelia has an entire building dedicated to teleportation based transportation, utilizing pokemon to allow people to instantly travel to and from the city from many places across the galaxy. (There is a building in Ridgecrest City on Terra with corresponding pokemon to teleport to and from, for instance.)

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Castelia City

Castelia is a sprawling seaside metropolis located in south central Unova. You can find just about anything in this majestic city, including a spaceport and people dedicated to using their pokemon to teleport others between various major planets.

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Skyva June [97]
Sophie Annya Blackendale [96] I'LL KILL HER! I'LL KILL HER! I'LL KILL HER!
Liam the Cinccino [89] "This sword is my past. With it, I make my enemies feel my pain." (CORRUPTED)
Emiko Touko [72] "Sometimes things ARE black and white."
thornstrike [40] a soldier in a great war
Vesna [38] Vesna, a female mawile that enjoys the human lifestyle
Kalolo [38] The Outcast Platoon Leader
Sandra Pemwil [33] An Alola trainer out exploring the world
Allen Sheerwight [30] A trainer who thinks power rules all
Crimson Guild Member(s) [28] "To Help, to Explore, to Protect."

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Character Portrait: Skyva June Character Portrait: Sophie Annya Blackendale Character Portrait: Liam the Cinccino

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Liam only watched as many years of pent up aggression and anger come out against friends...well, kind of friends anyway. Already the Cinccino had a minor grasp of the complexity in their relationship from the day of traveling they took to reach Castelia City. They were kind of friends...and kind of not at the same time. And Sophie's Pokemon remained very distant from Liam and Skyva, something that stood out to him as suspicious.

The argument didn't end on a high note either, with Sophie storming out of the lab and Skyva flaring her nostrils angrily as she went. Liam looked up to the girl who had all smiles when they met. A redhead whose smiles had been replaced with anger and hatred. A month had passed since he and Maxin ran into her and Skyva had become a completely different personality in that time. But then again, so had he. Maxin's death had really affected everybody.

Though for Skyva, it seemed like more grief added on to the plate.

Skyva turned to Liam, her eyes reaching his level as he asked him the question. A question that he didn't know the answer to. Liam had to turn away from her softening stare as they walked into the lab, the many tables and flasks appearing before them like they were in a mad scientist's house. Lots of technology was scattered about the place, no real rhyme or reason to their layout. But what was to be expected from a scientist? Liam's eyes suddenly went stoic, a calculative thought process taking over as he scanned the lab for what he was looking for.

"I was born just outside of this city, y'know?" he began as he walked to a shelf in the far left corner, "When I lived out in that forest, I was taught never to trust the humans. That they were all power hungry tyrants trying to utilize the wildlife to make themselves stronger. I lived life under the impression that if we were caught, we'd become tools on their belt. Somehow, I never saw it that way." When Liam got there, he proceeded to climb onto the actual counter top as he was too short to reach the cabinets suspended above them without the leverage.

"Even though I was the weird one, my parents were always so supportive of me and how I did things. I always scavenged food a bit differently and explored beyond the border of where we lived while the Heads of our clan scolded me for doing so. And they always told me I did the right thing. When I went off with Maxin, they trusted my decision, believed that I would be safe." he used his less groomed hair to open one of the cabinet doors and vaulted himself in there, his small size making it easy for him to root around inside the cabinet in search for something.

"And now he's dead. Killed by my own friends...my own kind..." the Cinccino's words were suddenly bitter and wrought with hatred. "While the only true companions I've ever had outside of family were humans. You...Radegast...Maxin especially. And you are asking me whether or not I should let you make potions that can kill Pokemon?" He suddenly appeared from within, holding a vial of purple fluid. The label read: "Whirlipede Venom Extract".

"The Psychic Rebellion has to be stopped. And I won't rest until every last one of them are dead before my feet."

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Character Portrait: Skyva June Character Portrait: Sophie Annya Blackendale Character Portrait: Liam the Cinccino

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Skyva stood up and followed Liam, her heart aching just a little bit more as she took in the lab. In a way it reminded her of home. It was nearly as big as this one, but some of the equipment was the same. She trailed her finger on the table feeling the cold metal press back. Cold. How she felt for some time now. How she felt all those years ago. She sighed, she had just gotten over that part of her life and yet she was right back where she started.

Her fist curled, what the fuck was life exactly doing with her? She was broken out of her little bubble of anger when Liam started to talk. She took a seat on a stool and watched as he climbed. Skyva thought Liam was just the cutest thing. Who would want to hurt anything like him. Her face fell. She did. She did exactly that. Her hands curled into fists as she refused to cry. Not here. Not now. You have work to do. She told herself.

She looked back up before he could see her and straightened her face up. A small apologetic smile on her face. He had been through some shit too. She honestly had no idea what the Cinccino was doing, but she let him do him. Killed by...my own kind It echoed in her mind. What is Sophie really did kill her parents? She was trying to kill her after all. Shaking her head. Not here. Not now. You have work to do. She repeated in her mind.

When she looked up again she saw Liam had the vial of Whirlipede Venom Extract. He wanted them gone just at much as she did. Could he carry that burden of all his fallen kind? She gently patted his head, "Thank you." She said before she carried the vial over to the beakers and volumetric flasks and gently placed the vial down. She turned back around rummaged through the vials. She also found some Wheezing and Grimer poison extract. "This should be enough to make it." Though she used a little more potent poisons.

Looking back at Liam before turning back to the poisons, "When everything is done and over... and your hands are full of blood from those you have killed..." She thought back to when she used the potions. She left a couple weeks after that. "It won't hit you right then and there. It might not hit you for a while." She turned back towards him and smiled, tears forming at the corner of her eyes, "But when it does, just know that I will be here for you, Liam. Always."

She hurried to turn around before she full on cried. She put on gloves and a mask before she began. "You might want to go outside, if an accident happens I don't want you paying for my mistake." She said, swirling around on the stool.





Sophie could be found in the ally kicking trash cans. "She had some nerve! After all I did for..." She let the words trail off. Was that fruit guy warning really to her? She had done some unforgivable things and now Karma was coming for her. She just wanted to make things right, but maybe she couldn't. Maybe she should be the one to die.

The Drifloon bobbed above her, "Forgiveness...is...hard." He spoke in pieces. Sophie looked up at him surprised. It had been a long time since she heard anything from him.

"It is. I should know. I hated her for so long... for something she didn't even do." She said, looking around to make sure no one could hear her. "I killed her parents. I killed them to get back at her, to get rid of the June bloodline." Sophie squats down and hugs her knees. "Skyva's going to kill me." She began to cry in the ally way, the Drifloon patting her on the back softly.

How long could she be able to keep this all a secret? Will the guilt finally eat her up inside? Or will she end up taking her own for the sake of her own sins? No one knew, not even herself. Her small body shook. She was scared and lonely. She had finally gone too far. She knew her brother would hate her now. She turned into a monster, her brother could never love her.

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Character Portrait: Skyva June Character Portrait: Sophie Annya Blackendale Character Portrait: Liam the Cinccino

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What was that feeling running through him?

Liam felt a cold shiver run down his spine the moment he uttered those words and for the first time in the past couple days, he felt something other than a harsh nothingness that had been feeding his anger. He had to turn away as he said it, clenching his fist as if fighting an internal battle. He knew what that feeling was, even though he'd refuse to acknowledge it. It was doubt.

Could he really go through with this?

Suddenly, a whole wave of fear and angst about what he was about to do came crashing over him. He was losing the coldness in his stare, his breath quickened. It felt like the weight of his potential actions were pushing down on him at once, as if forcing him to go back to his home and live the rest of his days in mournful sorrow. It was unlike anything he'd felt before.

And then he felt a pat on top of his head. And when he looked up, completely compromised emotionally, Skyva was there with a similar expression. She was fighting back her own tears as she expressed her gratitude in a surprisingly gentle, "Thank you." It was his turn to watch as she pulled out two more Poison Extracts and continued her work while he began to relax once more. Her words were further encouraging.

"When everything is done and over...just know that I will be here for you, Liam. Always."

He nodded as he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, remembering why he was doing this. Remembering what had happened and who was responsible. When he opened them, the cold, focused stare had returned. "Thank you...I needed that."

As Skyva put on her gloves and began making her sinister brew, Liam instead hopped up besides her, putting on a pair of safety goggles as he replied, "I think I'll watch."

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Character Portrait: Skyva June Character Portrait: Sophie Annya Blackendale Character Portrait: Liam the Cinccino

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Skyva gave him a stern look, "okay, but if something happens don't be shocked if I throw you out all of a sudden." Turning back around she looked at what she had. Getting a binding chemical she added it to the mixture of each poison and put it in the Velp F201A0151 Laboratory Mixer. She let it sit in a beaker as she made the second part of the potions, before adding the two and boiling them.


2 Hours Later



Sitting before them were 5 potions. She sat back and stared at them with mixed feelings. She had made it almost exactly like she had all those years ago, though different poisons. Getting up she looked around for packaging safe to put in her bag. She packed each one in cloth and a styrofoam row before carefully placing it in her rearranging her bag to protect the potions.

Skyva hadn't talked that whole time, afraid that if she did they would break and she would put not only herself but Liam in danger as well. Once all was done and she felt it safe enough she turned to him. "And that, Sir Liam, is how I make potions that can kill pokemon." It was more like a confession than anything.




Sophie had made her way around town, got her something to eat, and sat by the water watching the waves lap at the docks. She had calmed down and decided staying in the ally way wasn't going to help anyone, especially herself. The food only calmed her stomach, but not her heart.

Inside her own backpack was a small treat in the shape of a mew. Sophie thought it as a peace TREAT-y. She sort of laughed at her own pun before her face going back to it's lack of emotion. She was mentally tired and looking down she wondered how lost she would feel if she fell into those waves that lapped near her, beckoning her to join them.

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Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Skyva June Character Portrait: Sophie Annya Blackendale Character Portrait: Liam the Cinccino

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Liam watched with intrigued eyes as Skyva brewed the potions of death, carefully watching her practiced methodology and steady hands at work. It was interesting for Liam to see her like this. In a way, she looked like she was home. Like this lab was her area of expertise...her incarnation of her true self. And he was allowed the privilege to watch.

The Cinccino examined the purplish color of these Death Potions, unsure of what to think. What he was looking at was something...never conceived in his rationale up until this moment. Well, almost until this moment. Killing of Pokemon hadn't been truly introduced to him until he saw the Master Blaster and realized the destructive capabilities that thing held. And now he held something that could be perceived as a smarter equivalent. Were these Death Potions any better than the Master Blaster's capabilities?

Yes, he decided. Because they were in the right hands.

And when Skyva turned to him after packaging the potions, he gave a curt nod to her, "Good to know."




He was a long way from Nimbasa City.

Well, in theory, he was actually pretty close to it in comparison with some other locales he could've run off to. But still, it felt like a long way for the brown-furred individual walking through the alleyway. Especially considering that he really didn't have a home now. He'd been a creature of habit around Nimbasa for a while now, so this city was different to the new arrival. Especially considering the buildings were much taller and not nearly as flashy as the ones he was accustomed around. But at the same time, he felt like he was in the right environment. Around humans, but not too close to them. Just close enough to mooch.

That was how he'd survived for as long as he had.

He was careful to avoid the hustle and bustle of other humans walking through the city by carefully dodging around them, trotting across the street and to the dock. He didn't know where he was going from here, though. So much remained a mystery to him about the world. And yet here he was, about to try and sneak on a ship to explore it. Which felt odd in the back of his mind. A creature of habit stepping out of his comfort zone was a good thing, right? Why did it feel so foreign and strange to him?

Regardless, he walked up to the edge of the water, sat down, and waited. No ship had pulled in yet, but it was only a matter of time. He didn't know where he was going, so the destination didn't matter. He just knew he had to go somewhere.

As he glanced to his right, he saw a younger girl sitting down by the water as well, staring at the murky surface. Her face was easy to read...one plagued with grief and mental exhaustion. He could relate. He'd been there many times. Another odd thing for an Eevee with not many years of existing to think about. But such was his life and he was accustomed to it. He turned back to mind his own business.

When the girl would look his way, she would see a rather elegant creature. His overall shape could be described as dog-like, but his ears were perked up and much larger than any dog that existed. He was extremely fluffy, as some Nimbasa kids petting him described him at some point, and his black eyes seemed to shine in the sun. His tail laid bushy behind him, moving every so often. Two strangers, both waiting for something.

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Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Skyva June Character Portrait: Sophie Annya Blackendale Character Portrait: Liam the Cinccino

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Skyva carefully slide her pack back on and looked at the Cinccino and smiled. "Are you ready? We have to go look for an angry little girl."





Sophie didn't see the Eevee beside her, not at first. She was still looking into the water debating on if she should jump or maybe she could throw Banie and his poke ball into the water. It would ease her mind. She turned the opposite side from the Eevee and dug through her bag to find the poke ball. She lifted it to her face and stared at it longingly. If she could kill two innocent people she could kill a pokemon who only wanted to kill more.

She was about to drop it into the ocean before hugging it to her chest. She couldn't do it. She couldn't willingly kill the pokemon who was always there for her. She turned back to put the ball back into her bag when she looked towards the Eevee. Blinking she didn't know whether to be surprised or angry, but why would she be angry? He or she was there and innocent.

She sighed and looked back towards the ocean. "What brings you here, Eevee?"

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Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Skyva June Character Portrait: Sophie Annya Blackendale Character Portrait: Liam the Cinccino

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Liam looked puzzled, "You're going to look for Sophie? Fuck her. She wants to kill you, right?"




The Eevee turned towards the girl, not sure of how to respond. There was a part of him hoping that he could make it through the day without being noticed by anyone, human and Pokemon alike. But he knew it was only a matter of time before someone or something stopped him. At least it wasn't a PokeCatcher or someone worse...like Dim or Castol.

He didn't know if a reply was worth anything. So he swished his tail and said nothing, just staring down into the water and waiting. He felt a pang of regret not talking to the girl, but he just didn't feel safe doing so. But what was more interesting was the fact that he felt a pang at all. A few months ago, he wouldn't have felt that. He'd had been a loner for so long...

That was, until he met Glow.

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Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Skyva June Character Portrait: Sophie Annya Blackendale Character Portrait: Liam the Cinccino

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Skyva blinked, she hadn't expected that from him at all. She fought back a laugh by pressing her lips together. It took a few seconds for her to settle down before answering him. She sat back down and stared at him. "I have known Sophie for all of her life, well minus a few years since I left. The fact that she could have killed me when I was asleep so many days ago means she is changing. Back when I was younger, I had a best friend who was her brother. His death changed us all in ways that we both regret. I for one hand, am so happy to not be the same person I was all those years ago.

I was angry and hateful. I killed innocent pokemon, Liam. They did me no harm and I went out of my way to take their life because I blamed all pokemon of his death." She paused and thought about what she was doing now, what was in her backpack. "Now she probably blamed me for his death, which...maybe if I hadn't given his pokemon that day or paid attention to where we were going...maybe, but nothing I do now can change that. I can only push forward in hopes I am making him happy and I believe that is what she is starting to realize too.

Some people need someone who won't give up on them so easily." Skyva smiled, hoping that Liam could understand at least a bit of it.





Sophie stared at the Eevee who didn't return conversation and a part of her was angry. She tightened her fists, but said nothing as she just sighed. Then she thought about it, if the Eevee wouldn't talk, maybe she could confess to it. "You know, back when I was a kid I was so jealous of Skyva, a girl you don't know. My brother was always with her, you could tell he loved her, but I wanted him to spend more time with me, just me. He would invite me to trips he had with Skyva and he would also have alone time with me, but I wanted more. I didn't want Skyva to take him away from me."

She fiddle with her skirt, trying not to cry. She hated crying. "I blamed her for everything. For his death and for me being angry," She laughed at herself, "how stupid. And I did a bad thing, Eevee... an unspeakable act. And you know what?" She looked at the furball, who was obviously not caring for the convo, "I am terrified of losing her. She reminds me of my brothers in some ways... like when she smiles at pokemon all innocently... I see him." She let the tears fall anyway. "I see him and it just makes me realize how much I miss him."

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Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Skyva June Character Portrait: Sophie Annya Blackendale Character Portrait: Liam the Cinccino

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As Skyva was explaining it to him, Liam was putting away the goggles, giving her the courtesy to explain her thought process and why she felt the need to go look for Sophie. Unfortunately, he didn't feel the same way. He didn't vocalize them, but the counters were running through his head. Maybe she was waiting for the perfect moment to strike... he thought. Maybe she still is...

He simply didn't buy it.

"Some people need someone who won't give up on them so easily," Skyva reasoned with him, smiling as she did so. Liam sighed and shook his head.

"Fine. Do what you want," he said coldly as he began walking towards the lab's exit, "I need to find someone anyway. Where are we meeting up again?" He turned back towards Skyva, no emotion readable on his face.




Pitch didn’t know what to say. For one, he was surprised the girl was still talking to him, as if she wanted to provoke a response out of him. But then he started to listen to her story and realized that all she needed to do was vent. Vent her frustrations and her tribulations and everything that was on her mind. He could understand that. It was the same kind of advice he told others to follow.

Except he expected them to vent towards the ones that were doing them harm. This girl was venting towards a random Eevee she saw on the same dock.

All the same, Pitch turned and watched her as she went on. Watched her anger spill out into her words. Watched her frustration relinquish with each sentence. Watched her tears fall and convey the emotion she was probably feeling. And he listened…and he felt for the girl. He wouldn’t cry since he didn’t understand the context of the situation and how emotionally invested she was into this “Skyva” girl. But he felt sympathy for her.

Maybe all she needed was somebody she could touch…somebody she could hold…

Pitch got up and slowly trotted to the girl, who was still crying. Her hands were balled up into fists, but he found a way to put his nose into her palm, forcing the hand open. He moved forward, arcing his back so that her hand could run through his soft fur, hopefully giving her support and making her feel better. Very rarely would Pitch ever do this. He didn’t like to be touched too often. But he remembered a time in Nimbasa when a little girl dropped her Jigglypuff-shaped Cotton Candy and she started crying. Pitch had done the same and it immediately calmed her. Granted, he did get a free meal out of the endeavor, but he helped bring a child joy that day.

He hoped it would be the same here.

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Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Skyva June Character Portrait: Sophie Annya Blackendale Character Portrait: Liam the Cinccino

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Skyla almost cringed at Liam's coldness, but smiled nonetheless. "We should meet at the docks, seems like a simple place to find." She said, walking out of the lab with him. She decided that the best thing to do was to let him go on his own and have some space. Before leaving to find Sophie she turned and called out to him, "Be safe, if you don't show up at the docks I WILL be looking for you." She laughed softly before running off to find Sophie.

She checked in the alleyways near the lab, any food places, and even the training center. She couldn't find that dang on girl. "Where could you be? Did you leave the city?" She asked herself and she stopped to take a breath in the center of the big city.





Sophie didn't notice the eevee move, she was wrapped up in her own emotions to notice anything really. She nearly jumped off the docks, not expecting to be touched in the slightest. She had stopped crying and gently petted the small fluffy ball. It's fur was so smooth. It had to be someone's pokemon.

Sniffing, she smiled or tried her best to, "I was so worried about myself that I didn't even think to ask if you are lost. Are you? I can try and help find your human." She kept gently petting him, fighting the urge to pick him up and hug him tight. She just wanted to cuddle the creature. She hadn't felt soft fur in a long time.

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Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Skyva June Character Portrait: Sophie Annya Blackendale Character Portrait: Liam the Cinccino

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Pitch had to close his eyes to bear being pet by the human. Even though he often made people feel better because of it, he didn't like being touched. It wasn't like the young girl was hurting him or anything. It just felt...off. But even so, he made sure he looked away so she wouldn't know he didn't like it. He could deal with it this time around.

Then, she began talking to him again. Not about herself this time, but about him. He wondered if he was safe with sharing any kind of information with her and decided that he wasn't giving too much away. Turning to look at her, he shook his head before glancing off towards the ocean once more. A boat was emerging on the horizon, heading their way.




To Skyva's laughter, Liam nodded curtly as they both went their separate ways for now: Liam to the north while Skyva went south. A few people gave odd looks at the Cincinno walking without a trainer and armed with a sword. Most people took that for what it was and didn't look back, either out of ignorance or out of fear. There were a couple who stared and pointed and one even pulled out a PokeBall, preparing for a battle. He was dealt with by a baring of the teeth and swiping of the sword, coming close enough to give the boy the shock of his life as the blade missed his arm by inches. In tears, the boy ran away. Liam continued onward.

Through the city and past it the Cinccino went, passing the square and following the asphalt north to Route 4, where they had come in from. Already, Liam could see where the trees stopped and the desert started just ahead, where the pavement turned into sand. The forest portion of the route was rather small, giving reminder that the trees planted didn't naturally grow there. That didn't stop wildlife from inhabiting it anyway.

Like Liam.

Instead of continuing down the path, he made an immediate right, ducking under a branch as he went in. The forest itself wasn't super thick as he could see a good fifty feet in every direction. Sunlight fluttered in from the holes in the canopy above him like lasers of light. A few dust particles from the bark around gave everything a haze kind of look. He could hear a crunching sound as his feet walked upon dead leaves and fallen branches from many seasonal cycles. And as he went deeper in, a small feeling of familiarity was forming in his brain. The trees were starting to make sense, forming paths in his mind he traversed long ago. Before there was Maxin...

There was home.

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Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Skyva June Character Portrait: Sophie Annya Blackendale

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Skyva ran around the city and couldn't find her. She was starting to get worried. "Sophie!" She shouted as she ran the streets. People and pokemon were staring at her, but she didn't care. All she wanted to do was get to Sophie. What if those damn pokemon in that psychic rebellion got to her? I can't... She thought but was interrupted by the thought of losing Maxin. No, they wouldn't be stupid and come into a busy city... would they? Probably...stupid good for nothing pokemon! She ran as fast as she could without bouncing the potions too much. "Sophie!" She continued to scream as she headed for the docks.





Sophie smiled, a little bit, and watched the boat that was coming at them. It was nice a quiet, the hum of people and pokemon were behind them. She still didn't know what she was going to do. Staying with Skyva seemed impossible, but maybe no. She rested her elbows on her knees and her face in her hands, sighing loudly. It just seemed so hard. She could go back to Skyva and beg on her hands and knees yelling she was sorry. Then she heard the shouting. "Sophie!" That was her name.

She turned around and saw Skyva running towards her. "S-Skyva?" She asked, herself mostly. What was she doing here? Was she seriously looking for her? Sophie got up and jogged up towards her. "You are looking for me?" Sophie asked.

Skyva nodded, panting, and looking behind her. "What is that eevee doing here?" She asked.

Sophie looked back towards the eevee. "I am not sure. It doesn't talk and likes to stare at the ocean. What is wrong? Why do you look so angry... oh yeah... I did spout some horrible things to you." Sophie looked down at her shoes, "I am sorry... so sorry I didn't mean..." Skyva patted her shoulder, smiling.

"It is okay, I forgive you and I wanted to say sorry too. I didn't mean to lash out. It is a hard time for all of us and I didn't think straight." Skyva smiled the same smiled she always put on and stepped behind her.

"Now you, what do you want with Sophie." Skyva's face got stern. "Are you with that stupid psychic rebellion crap?" Her voice was angry.

"H-He is a good pokemon, please Sky-" She was interrupted by Skyva's hand raising.

"Shush, I don't need to lose another friend because I wasn't being careful enough. Because I didn't think." She said.

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Character Portrait: Pitch the Eevee Character Portrait: Skyva June Character Portrait: Sophie Annya Blackendale Character Portrait: Liam the Cinccino

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Pitch was also quite comfortable at the place on the dock they were sitting. There was no sunrise or sunset; it was much too middle of the day for one. But Pitch could easily take gratitude in this view he head. The ocean was a crisp blue, the small waves lapping gently against the side of the dock. The clouds in the air were puffy and white. Pitch suspected they would gather on each end and spread weather conditions throughout the region, barring Nimbasa City of course. The tall buildings in the way were partially the reason the entertainment hub of Ruula was so lacking in precipitation. He was glad to be here.

And for once, he was glad to be here with someone for company.

This girl wasn't perfect. Though in Pitch's opinion, no human was. However, she seemed to latch to his company quite well and he did the same. They weren't friends, but they established themselves as acquaintances. Sophie didn't seem to completely emotionally unhinged anymore, so the Eevee found solace in staying by her side. The sun was shining. The air was quite hot with the pavement all around them, but the salty sea breeze kept things from being too stifling, like he was used to. It was pleasant where he was...

He probably would've fallen asleep had he not heard the call, "Sophie!"

Pitch perked his ears up and followed the girl's gaze to a redhead in a lab coat fast approaching. She kind of ran in a slight uncoordinated manner, giving her an almost silly first impression. But the way her eyes sparkled in the sunlight and her almost cheery complexion was enough to give him a slight feeling of safe company. It was further solidified by the shaky reply from Sophie's end, "S-Skyva?"

He scooted to the side and let the young girl make amends with the older girl. He kept an active ear on the conversation while he waited on his ride to show up. He held a watchful gaze at the ocean, eyes on the boat. It was now very big and very visible from his perspective, steadfastly approaching the slot in the harbor. Very soon, it would be pulling into the slot into the harbor and he could just leave. To where, he didn't know...

"Now you!"

"Huh?" Pitch peeked over his own back to see the redhead named Skyva staring at him. He was surprised to see the sudden shift in tone, given how softly he had been talking to Sophie. What was more concerning was how accusatory it sounded...and that it was directed at him. He pulled himself to his feet and began backing away slowly, ears folding behind his head as worry crossed through his eyes as well as his mind.

"N-no..." he shook his head, answering her question. He would've sounded young to the PokeSpeak trained ear...probably around the age of a seven or eight year old human.




Chinnyville was as blossoming a Pokemon community as there ever would be next to a human civilization. It wasn't too far from anything. Not the desert nor the sea nor the urban locales of Castelia City and the Desert Resort. It was a perfect conjunction of many different wildings to pass through unabated, gathering supplies and seeking refuge. However, there were only two different Pokemon that were most seen in Chinnyville: the Minccino and the Cinccino.

There were a good fifty of them in total, running the small markets and tiny hotels and massive beautification parlors that made up the crossroads of Chinnyville. Two dirt streets they occupied and called home with the rest of the wilderness around them to explore. They weren't exclusive to this area, but they definitely were majority. Occasionally, a Sandile or Scrafty would come trotting through here, looking to find some food or seeds or fancy trinkets to help them fend off trainers, which they were more than happy to trade for. After all, how could you say no to such an elegant Pokemon?

In the center of the street, a young-looking Minccino was looking around, paw on his forehead so as to pretend to shield the sun and emphasize his searching. Finally, he called out, "I don't see Meena!"

"Where is that little Minny at?" an older looking female Cinccino asked herself as she glanced around the surrounding forest. Minny was a slang term used to describe a Minccino, just like how they called a Scrafty "Scrapper" and a Darumaka "Daru". Cinccino liked to have pet names for other species of Pokemon. It was simpler to say things that way. And in the case of chatterboxes, which most Minccino and Cinccino were, that was everything.

"Can you go fetch your sister?" the older Cinccino asked the younger boy, "I need her help with bringing these apples out to the market."

"Okay. mom!" the boy shouted gleefully as he ran down the street. Mom was shaking her head, smiling at his innocence. He was the last younger child she had left and wanted to hold onto that as long as she could. At times, she would purposefully coddle him, preparing his food in bite sizes and tucking him into bed at night. And making his sister do some of the harder work so Nikolai didn't have to...like lug a bunch of apples down the street to their market. Meena would complain sometimes, but she would wave her off by saying he was too young to do certain chores. The truth was, she didn't want him to grow up...not yet. Besides, she already had a son out exploring the world. Why rush?

Humming, she went back inside her home and began preparing the apples once more, which included washing them and placing them in a bucket they'd found near the outskirts of Castelia City. She didn't know what it's original purpose was or why it had been throw out, but it worked fine in her hands. Anything the humans didn't want, she was glad to take up and refurbish to her own design. It was how she managed to run her shop as efficiently as she had.

She was drying her paws with a worn towel when he heard the door squeak open. "Mom! Guess who I found?!"

Chuckling at her son's playful demeanor in his voice, she turned around, "Good job, Nikolai. Meena, I want you to- OH!" she gasped in shock at the form that occupied the doorframe. His shoddy and slightly messy fur made him nearly unrecognizable, but a mother never forgot their own son. Not with that twinge of familiarity in his eye. Not with that awkwardly straight stance he held around her. He may have evolved into a Chinny, but there was no mistaking who this was. And she knew that something was wrong with him.

"Hi Mom," Liam replied softly.

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Skyva heard his voice and instantly regretted being so rough with it. It was just a youngin and she was over here being aggressive as all hell. "I am sorry, just a lot is going on, and I just recently lost a friend of mine to some very bad pokemon. I was just trying to be protective." She looked back at Sophie who shook her head, "Maybe I was being too protective."

Skyva got on her knees and rested her hands on her knees. "I am sorry, again. If there is anything I can do for you, let me know. Also...where is your trainer? It isn't safe to just... wander around." And that is when she realized she just let Liam leave. She looked back at Sophie. "We are going to be waiting at the dock till Liam comes back. If you are hungry there is a place near the here where you can go and I can still see you. If Liam doesn't return in a few hours I am going look for him."

Sophie looked down at her, "When did you become my mother?" She asked, a little annoyed that she was being told what to do.

"Since you decided to follow me around and since I found out my friend died to some stupid pokemon that think they are so big and bad." Skyva responded.

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Pitch felt a bit better thanks to the apologetic look the redheaded girl named Skyva had on her face, but he was still a bit too scared to get any closer. He felt like this girl had one too many mood swings to feel safe around. Well...really, they both did. But he knew the cause of Sophie's emotional turmoil. He didn't know anything about Skyva.

Protective...now that was a word he knew all too well. He'd lived his life for so long because he kept protection a priority. He'd battles and escaped from the predators of Nimbasa City because he knew how to protect himself and his way of life. Even now, he didn't speak because he was protecting himself. If they chose to attack for any random reason, he could scuttle away without sharing anything about where he lived and why he was here. Knowledge was power. And the more knowledge he shared, the more risk he was gaining from his words. Even sharing whether he had a trainer or not felt like too much at this point.

So when Skyva asked where his trainer was, he simply shrugged. He kept more of a distance this time around. He didn't trust so easily.




"So...how's life been treating you?"

Liam had to look down to answer the question the way he wanted to, "It's been okay."

His mom nodded in understanding, having set aside a couple tin cups filled with an interesting concoction of Rawst Berry, Persim Berry, and an herb she grew in mass quantity. Mom's Brew, everyone called it, even those that weren't related to her. A good mix of sour and sweet. Liam was offered one of the cups and he took it gratefully. It tasted much better in his mouth than his nervous saliva did.

"You know I don't believe you, right?" Mom sat down on a makeshift couch made from an old cushion thrown out by the humans and strung together with twine. Liam sighed as he looked around the place he called home for so long. Random assorted knickknacks strewn about, like he was used to seeing, all taken from Castelia City.

"Yeah, probably," he answered earnestly, shifting his position on the cushion he was sitting on to try and make himself more comfortable. It didn't work. He was just glad she'd sent Nikolai out of the house for the time being.

"Do you regret the decision you made?" she asked bluntly. "To run off with that trainer?"

"No, of course not," he replied, "I just...wasn't expecting the emotional baggage that came with it."

"What does that mean?" she looked confused, "Did you like your trainer?"

"Yes...I did," he admitted, "Too much, actually."

"So what happened? Did you run from him? or..."

"No, I didn't."

"He ran from you?"

"No, not that either."

"So what?"

How could he say it? How could he say that he was brutally murdered just for knowing another human? "I don't want to talk about it...it's too painful."

Mom gave him a look that Liam picked up on instantly. That motherly look that he'd grown up around for some time. The one that said she would always be there for him, no matter what. Family was family after all. He didn't like to withhold information from her, but he felt like he was giving in if he did. He felt like he was letting everyone know that he was wrong and that he shouldn't have left. He was the first one of Chinnyville to actually leave and follow another trainer intentionally. What would he be admitting to if he told everyone he'd failed?

"So why did you come back then? What did you want to talk about?"

Another feeling stabbed him, the feeling of regret for what he was about to say. But he knew he couldn't avoid this one. He'd feel too guilty not to, "I...I wanted to see you one more time."

Mom caught on instantly, "You're leaving?"

"Yeah," his nod was truthful, "I don't know if I'm coming back."

"To where?"

"It would be dangerous if I told you," another truthful statement that felt more reserved than he wanted it to. Never in his life had he felt so conflicted about revealing what he had been through and was about to do. He wanted to tell her, to come clean about everything, but he didn't want his own mom to think of him any less because of it. One thought stayed prominent among others, however. He couldn't let her get involved into this whole mess. He'd never forgive himself if something happened to her or his family or the rest of Chinnyville. And so, he had to keep things secret.

"I can't promise I'll return," Liam went on, now staring at his mom directly, "But I will try someday."

"Liam, what did you get involved in? Can you at least tell me that?" her words were wrought with an upsetting nature and Liam felt guilty for instilling that feeling in her.

"I can't...for your own safety," he said, more defeated than anything else. "But I will say this. If any strong army of Pokemon come barging through here and they're led by a Zoroark, you run. Grab Nikolai and Meena and get out of town. Don't look back."

"Liam-"

"You have to trust me on this," Liam got up suddenly, setting the tin cup down onto the refurbished piece of plywood they called a table. "I couldn't live with myself if they got to you."

Mom rose from her spot and they embraced in the middle of the room. Tears were streaming from her face. Liam was struggling to show no emotion, breathing harder to try and hold in tears of his own. "If everything is safe again, I'll come back."

"I love you, Liam," she said suddenly, "You know that right? You know I always will love you, no matter what you did, no matter what you do."

Those words struck home, and his attempt to keep from crying failed.

"I love you too, Mom," his voice cracked emotionally. "Always have...always will."

They came out of the hug, Mom with a smile on her face as she wiped away Liam's tears and held his cheeks, "You go make the world a better place, okay?"

"I will," Liam managed to crack a smile back, "I can promise you that."

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Skyva nodded. She scared the poor thing so why would he really be talkative to her? The best thing was to keep her distance from him so that she didn't scare him more than she already did. She took the time to sit on a bench near the docs and let her pokemon out to stretch their legs. Spikers turned and saw the Eevee. "Did you get a new pokemon? Are you hoarding pokemon now, Sky?" He asked before waving his paw at the him.

She rolled her eyes, "No, he was with Sophie and I kind of scared the poor guy. He doesn't speak much so... fair warning if you try and go talk to him." The others listened as they stared at him. Deerli stayed closed to Skyva and laid down, the rest just walked a bit in eye view of Sky's view.

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Pitch felt the tension in his shoulders relax a little as the redheaded girl took a seat on the bench. There was also a little guilt mixed in with the relief as he was essentially pushing someone away from him, but he felt like he'd made his choice. He glanced over towards the boat he was going to get on...the one that was about to pull into the harbor. It was so close, he could practically taste the escapism taking over his body as he prepared to run towards it.

The young voice of the Lillipup next to the redhead made him stop however as he glanced over to the sudden appearance of her Pokemon. The Lillipup then gave a friendly wave towards the Eevee. He didn't know how to reply, so he gave a half-wave back.

Discomfort turned into curiosity when Skyva began speaking to the Lillipup...directly. With no lapse in speech or vague conversation as if she could ballpark what her Pokemon was saying. No, she knew every word. And that surprised him.

"Wait..." Pitch suddenly spoke up, his tiny voice carrying across the concrete towards the redhead and her Pokemon, "You can understand them? You can understand me?"

He'd never heard of a human being able to actively communicate with Pokemon before. Most people could tell what their Pokemon was feeling and, based on how close the two were, could guess why they were feeling that way. The fact that Skyva could possibly understand him was...world-shattering, to say the least.

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Skyva looked shock when the Eevee actually spoke, then she laughed. She forgot pokemon didn't normally speak with humans, "Yes, I can fully understand you and every pokemon I come across. My parents made me learn pokespeak before human speak. I still judge them on their parental skills..." Her smile soften when she thought about her parents. They were gone now and she had no idea who killed them.

Skyva didn't stay on that subject any longer, she had to make up to the Eevee for being so harsh. Her pokemon looked back at them, Spikers even laughed. "We were just as shocked as you are."

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"Wow..." Pitch exhaled in amazement, his features brightening, "That is pretty neat, then."

He glanced towards the boat, remembering why he'd come to the city and what he planned to do. It had just pulled in and the crew on board probably had to prepare for the next voyage before he could disembark. After a moment of consideration, he decided that it wasn't too harmful to stay a little bit longer. The boat wasn't leaving yet.

So he inched a bit closer to Skyva and company, noticing Sophie ordering a Casteliacone at the food stand Skyva pointed out to her earlier. "Can she understand me too?" he asked cautiously. He hadn't said anything to her, but he figured if they were together and the redhead could learn PokeSpeak, perhaps she had as well.

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Skyva smiled at the Eevee. He was starting to open up to her, which made her feel a million times better. She hadn't meant to snap at him. She refused to be that person all those years ago, well not fully like her. She had come to love pokemon again and she wasn't going to let the bad ones ruin it.

She looked back at Sophie and smiled, "She does! I have known her since she was tiny... tinier. Her parents thought it would be useful if she learned. I taught her and her brother." She leaned her elbows on her knee and rested her chin in her hands. "You look really surprised... which I mean I can't blame you. I am guessing you haven't been around a lot of people or maybe just people who never got the chance to learn." A few people walked by them, looking at Skyva like she was crazy, but it didn't faze her. She was used to it and honestly, she thought had a gift they were too ignorant to have.

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Pitch nodded, glancing in Sophie's direction, "Yeah...I've never met a human who could speak to me." He had to double back on that thought as he looked at Skyva once more, "Well, actually I haven't met a human period. I try to avoid them when I can." He felt safe saying that at least. It was the truth and it didn't feel like something that was too shocking a detail to give. He was very cautious in nature, growing up the way he did. That was obvious in the way he'd been acting.

But he elected to change the subject rather quickly, recalling what Sophie had said earlier about this redhead, "I can tell you two have been through something together. Something that has made you both not like each other that much."

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Skyva blinked and didn't think it was too weird that the Eevee had wandered away from humans, she would have too. But then again, some pokemon weren't all that friendly. Then he mention Sophie and herself. So Sophie finally opened up to someone or some pokemon, but at least she took that chance. She thought before smiling. "We have been through a lot of stuff in the past, but I wouldn't say I dislike her. I like her very much, but she can be a pain... like a little sister."

Skyva tilted her head, "So what are you doing in the city? If you try to avoid humans, wouldn't you be in the woods or something?" She had brought the subject back to him. Her curiosity was rising.

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Pitch nodded, even though he didn't quite understand. He was an only child, so he didn't know much about siblings. He could only assume from his relationship he had with his mom that it was an unconditional kind of love. Though he never got a chance to really hate his mother. He was so young when they separated...

"I already tried the woods thing," Pitch explained as he perched himself onto a dock post, "It didn't quite work out. So I lived in Nimbasa City for a time...until I was drove out of there, anyway. Now I don't know where I'm heading."

It was true. All he knew was that this boat was heading to some other continent. He had no idea which one or even which city it would dock at. But he hoped to start anew when he got there. So much had happened since he met Glow and her band of friendly Pokemon...so much good and so...SO much bad. He enjoyed the companionship after a while of going Lone Wolf, but then he dragged them into his mess. He didn't want to do that to anyone, which was why he was so hesitant...more so than ever.

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Skyva hit her feet together softly and smiled, "Well if you are going to go, which I suggest, I advise getting far far away from here. You look young and I would hate for you to get caught up with whatever is about to go down." She said with a big smile.

Sophie had taken her food and at it right there since she sort of blocked off by the people that had made a line. When she was done she crawled through people and their legs in order to get to the side Skyva and the Eevee were. She ran back. "I think I might have offended an elderly lady back that." She smiled apologetically over at the line before turning her attention back at the two. She didn't know how Skyva did it, but it seemed like they were talking.

"I see you've got him to talk." She said leaning down on her knees. "How?" She asked.

Skyva laughed, "By talking with my own pokemon." Sophie shook her head. "Lucky."

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"Yeah...sorry about that, by the way," Pitch felt the need to apologize to the younger girl as his voice was sincere, "I don't trust very easily."

His attention and curiosity went back to Skyva's surprisingly perky comment quickly afterward, "Wait, so what's going on? What do you mean by 'get caught up with something'?"

But before they could answer, a voice called from the entrance to the dock, "I see you made a new friend."

Pitch's eye glanced over to the cold, deadpan stare of a Cinccino walking towards the group. He had to assume from his words that this Pokemon was a part of their group. However, unlike Sophie and Skyva, who seemed a little bit emotionally distraught, this one showed nothing. No happiness, no sadness...not even anger. He could understand venting and overprotection as per the examples of the two girls, but this one...he seemed more brutal. And the way he was holding that sword in his paw, Pitch felt like he could slice through anyone and not have a qualm about it. He hid the queasiness building inside him.

Of course, Skyva and Sophie would recognize him as Liam and vice versa, so they would be a bit more used to his nature when he walked towards them.

"Who's he?" Liam cut straight to the point, his tone implying less intrigue and more of an accusing tone, like the one Skyva had used on the Eevee earlier.