Chapter 2
- Taking a Tour
Don stood a good ten
feet back, watching as Calypso squatted in the forest, straining
slightly. "You remembered to put a revive up there, right?"
Don asked, his eyebrow raised.
Calypso looked over at
Don, and nodded while rolling his eyes. He then went back to
straining. After thirty seconds, he stopped, stood up walked up to a
tree. He beckoned Don over as he bend over, his hands up against the
tree. As Don approached, Calypso wiggled his butt, then rubbed

Calypso
the Gardevoir
Don was an up and
coming pokemon trainer. His Black hair grew to just below his ears
and his green eyes shone with excitement whenever his pokemon
battled. Don smiled as his foe, A beauty named Jillian, sent out a
machamp. "Go get 'em, Calypso!" Don shouted as he sent out
his Gardevoir. Calypso sprung out of his pokeball, a smirk on his
face as saw his foe. "Use psychic!" Don called.
Calypso closed his
eyes and pointed his hands towards his foe. The e

Bruce strolled through the forest he used to go camping in when he was young. It was a few days after school let out. Bruce barley managed to graduate. He wasn�t a fan of studying, or school, for that matter. He recently started renting an apartment, but it felt empty to him. He didn�t really have any friends. Bruce looked up at the sky, only to be met with a drop of rain in his eye. He decided to find a dry place to wait the out the rain, he didn�t want to leave the only place where he felt pea

��Misty and the Pokegirl


Mist had just defeated a challenger in a three-on-three battle. She was feeling pretty good about it, so she decided to go to the Pok�mon Center. "If I'm lucky, Professor Oak will be in his lab, and I can ask him to tell Ash how strong of a trainer I've become!" Misty said to herself as she strolled towards the Pok�mon Center. As she walked, she thought back to her battle.

Anita, her challenger, was obsessed with Nidoran@& and it's evolutions; she d

It had been a week since Latios sacrificed himself. Latias was lying on the ground in the secret garden. Bianca had been trying to comfort her, but to no avail.
 
Lorenzo walked over to see how Latias was doing. "Any improvement?"
 
Bianca shoot her head. "Not at all."
 
" She's been like this ever since Brock, Misty, and Ash left." Lorenzo said.
 
Latias lifted her head up for a second, she looked around for a moment, then, lowly put her h