Our Pokemon Adventure (For The Frozen Prince)

[Yayninja]

"Hmmm... I'll figure out something, I'm sure. I'll just roll with the punches and hopefully I'll find a solution along the way!" Jay said, gaily as he walked alongside Farrell. "Don't know if you're gonna challenge the Gyms!?" he said in shock, surprised by Farrell's reckonings "I'm definately going to challenge them all: every single one. I want to travel all over the world and beat all the Gyms and beat all the Elite Four from all the regions" he mused, lost in his daydream of becoming the best trainer the world had seen.

"I don't know how I'll do it..." he said, lowering his voice slightly "But I'll think of something" he declared with optimism, turning to Farrell. His eyes once again drifted to the scars on his face, and he concluded it would be rude to keep looking at them without enquiring about how they came to be.

"I hope you don't mind me asking, but... Those scars on your face... How did you get them?"

[The Frozen Prince]

Farrell winced at the question about the scars on his face but he knew that it was coming. If he was in Jay's position, he would be curious about them too. He looked up for a minute as the snow continued to fall, hitting his face softly and melting shortly after. He didn't like to think about what happened, let alone talk about it but he knew he had to. He paused for a moment then started to speak.

"We were traveling around the Johto region, I was ten. We were camping in a forest and it was late at night. I had Eevee for all most a year at this stage. I was in the tent and heard something going through our stuff. For some reason, I thought it was Eevee so I went out but instead, it was a Zangoose. He didn't seem right, he seemed crazy like something was wrong with him. He charged at me and swiped at my face, leaving these scars. He tried to strike at me again but Eevee let itself out of it's Pokeball in the tent and ran at him. That was when he evolved actually." Farrell said, a little smile now forming on his face.

"It would have been a lot worse if Umbreon wasn't there." He said as they started to walk a little faster, even though the snow was slowing them down. He decided that he should change the subject as he had enough with the subject about his scars.

"I just think competitions might be a bit more challenging... or maybe I'll do both."

[Yayninja]

Jay frowned as Farrell told the story of his scars, though he joined the boy in smiling as the story concluded "Hmmm... Bit of a bittersweet story isn't it? It's sad that you ended up getting those scars, and really odd that a Pokemon should be so strangely vicious, but it's sweet that it brought you and Eevee closer together"

Noting Farrell's change of subject, he obligingly went along with the conversation he resumed, not wanting to delve too deep into the history of the boy who was - for all intents and purposes - a stranger. "Competitions aren't really my thing, I want the thrill of the fight! That's where it's at" he smiled in excitement at the prospect of fighting his first Gym leader; although he knew he'd have to train more before he'd have a hope in hell of winning. Suddenly a brainwave hit him "Hey, maybe there's a Pokemon outbreak somewhere near here, could be a Pokemon that'll be able to hold its own against a Rock-type!" he said, pulling his pocket radio from his bag and turning it on - although he was greeted with an awful screeching sound that sounded similar to microphone feedback. "Argh!" Jay shouted, dropping the radio in the snow. He pulled his hat down to try and cover his ears and went to retrieve the radio frmo the floor when an icy ball struck the floor just in front of Jay, causing him to fall backwards.

He looked around in fear, not knowing where the attack had come from, shivering as the weather grew colder.

[The Frozen Prince]

As the temperature decreased, the weather got worse, causing it so much harder to see. Farrell ran over to Jay and pulled him back onto his feet.

"You ok?" He asked, brushing the snow off of him. He then reached down to his belt and picked up a Pokeball, then changed his mind and took out a different one.

"Return." He said, pointing the ball at his companion, Umbreon. Umbreon had plenty of practice while Deerling had none.

"Deerling, use Camoflauge." He commanded as the brown Deerling turned blue, changing it's type from grass to ice type, to prevent the ive type moves form the Pokemon being super effective.

"What is it?" Farrell asked Jay as Deerling prepared itself.

[Yayninja]

Jay thanked Farrell as he was hoisted upwards. He looked around, trying to spot their attacker in the worsening snow, which began to crystallise into hail. He heard an unfamiliar, ethereal sound and spun round, spying an unclear, bright blue form among the hail. "A Pokemon!?" he yelled, shielding his eyes from the cold snow.

Figuring that only an Ice-type could summon such a storm, he called after Vanillite "Vanillite, Mirror Shot, now!" The petite icecream cone fired off beams of silver energy intermittently, hoping to pick off the enemy, cloaked in the storm. The noise got louder and the storm died down slightly; the enemy had been hit. Their attacker was definately a Pokemon, although it didn't look like any Pokemon he'd ever seen before; an azure, puffy cloud with an orb suspended in the middle, bearing some sort of face which look extremely angered.

Taking a shot before the storm worsened again, Jay threw a Pokeball in the general direction of the entity, a red light zapping out and drawing the figure into the sphere. It rocked once, twice... Three times, and clicked, signalling the Pokemon had been caught. Instead of the usual elation accompanied with catching a Pokemon, however, Jay huffed deeply in relief - that Pokemon could have killed them.

[The Frozen Prince]

It seemed to all be over before it started. Before he could command anything for Deerling, the Pokemon was already trapped in the orb and the weather seemed to go back to normal. Farrell was panting rather heavily at the excitement of it all.

"What... what was that?" He said in both shock and awe. He remember seeing a little orb floating but before he could look, it was in the ball.

[Yayninja]

Jay was equally clueless, and trampled the snow towards where the ball had landed, nestled amongst cold snowflakes. He bent down to pick it up and naively listened at the ball, hoping that some sound might escape - which it didn't. "Well, let's find out" he said with reluctance, and released the mystery Pokemon from its new home.

From the red haze emitted from the ball emerged the misty frostcloud once more with the orb suspended in the centre, which he could now see was a cute face. "Awww" Jay crooned "How could this sweet thing attack us?" he questioned, as the Pokemon - once in a fit of rage earlier - smiled back at him.

"Castform!" it said, seemingly replying.