|"When legends repeat, something will change"|
The words of BlueJay's gran the day before she sets off on her pokémon journey. Hoping to just have a normal journey through Sinnoh, it soon becomes clear that the legends have plans set in motion that will have BlueJay and Joanna struggling to stay human.
BlueJay's side, part11010/9/10 – Friday, 11:35pmBlueJay's side, part110 by TrainersofLegends
Once she had the Gengar tattoo, she seemed to get better much quicker. The day after, we went out to the fields where the rapidash and ponyta were. Also met Joanna’s rapidash, Char. I ran with them on Arcanine, with Brith. Didn’t race, exactly, but we went far. Talked with Alex a bit as well. I still don’t know him all too good, so I stayed back with Brith while he talked with Joanna. Brith seemed to get on with him though.
We’re back on my boat now. We’re going back to Snowpoint. My mother sent a very inflammatory letter to me. Well, it went up in flames pretty darn well. Apparently I was recognised by someone in Vermilion. Not sure who, but they tipped off my mam. Who is now incandescent with rage. Like the letter I torched. Joanna’s coming with me, for moral support. And for the hell of it, to see my mam’s reaction. She’s very good at reactions. Maybe she should have been a scientist rather than a pok
Joanna's side, part118A quick RecoveryJoanna's side, part118 by TrainersofLegends
After receiving the mark, I seemed to be back on my feet in no time. No more annoying back twinges, no more voices in my head. I took this as a good sign, however Mirember was more wary. He kept telling me that the mark still remained, and so I always had to be wary.
I suppose he was right, but it didn’t stop me from relaxing anyway. Giratina may have still been hanging around, but he wasn’t annoying me, and he wasn’t interfering at all with my day to day activities, which at the moment consisted of hanging round Lavaridge. It was like a holiday, you know with added demon intervention.
But of course Jay was getting restless again. I had forgotten that we had basically been travelling up until we had been so rudely interrupted by possession. I knew we couldn’t stay here for long. And as much as I wanted to stay, I knew that sticking with Jay was probably best. If Giratina wanted me away from her, then I would stick to her like glue! If she let me
BlueJay's side, part1097/9/10 – Tuesday, 10:30pmBlueJay's side, part109 by TrainersofLegends
She got a Gengar. As her secondary tattoo for this legend-mark. It was like the ceremony for mine, except darker. Doom, Yena and Absol were in attendance. The fire was darker, that she had to stare into. And we were bedecked in black cloaks and black everything really. Almost wore a mask as well, but he didn’t have enough, so we weren’t. Pity. I like masks. We were inside a cave, but it was only afternoon. The light was still streaming in, but we turned our backs to it and our fronts to the dark at the end of the cave.
Before that, in the morning, I went wandering. To the fields where I had my first ride on Flare. They were filled with rapidash and ponyta now, and a few inhabitants of Lavaridge. I said hello, and wandered round a bit, admiring them. Everyone in Lavaridge has a rapidash or ponyta; it’s like a birthright sort of thing. They get them when they’re ponyta and train with them, ride them in the parades. Unless you have a
Joanna's side, part117The Secondary markingJoanna's side, part117 by TrainersofLegends
It might have been the berry bracelet, or just being around my people and my friends but I felt as if I was shaking off Giratina’s hold. Alex was being especially nice to me, barely leaving my side and always offering help. It was actually starting to get a bit annoying; if he wasn’t so nice I probably would have shouted at him. But he was Alex. You just couldn’t get angry at him. It would have been like kicking a puppy, or a feebas…
“There’s such a thing as being too nice Alex,” I sighed, leaning on the fence.
He leant next to me, handing me a bag of dried berries so we could feed the paras together. He threw out a handful and they descending like a chattering clicking carpet. He looked at me, his eyes filled with worry.
I smirked. “I didn’t realise you cared that much about me.”
“You mean a lot to me, remember without you I never would’ve come to Lavaridge. I’d still be on the streets
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Strange Helpers“Hey, storm’s over.” Arlette shook Aurora, waking her up.Strange Helpers by The-ShadowMaster
Aurora blinked and uncurled slightly, peering through the window they’d been sitting by for most of the day and well into the night. “I missed it?”
“Don’t know how you managed that,” Soise said, nodding. “Pity.”
Arlette grinned. “Shall we see what needs helping?”
Aurora tilted her head. “I su-suppose we could do,” she yawned, stretching herself out.
They left the centre and the town, soaking their shoes and lower legs in the muddy grass.
“I didn’t think it had got down here,” Arlette said, skirting around a particularly deep patch of mud. “Weren’t they channelling it towards the river?”
“It was too strong,” Soise replied, skipping right through it. “They did what they could.”
“And are still doing so. You girls headed for the tunnel?”
“Certainly headed in that dire
Soise's Battle“Hey! Hey, NightGale!” Someone shrieks after me.Soise's Battle by The-ShadowMaster
“Arc, hold up a sec,” I say, turning around.
Arc stops, snuffling slightly. Soise and Brith look around as well, though the pack take longer to stop.
“I… I challenge you. To a battle.” The boy pants, holding an ultraball in front of him.
I raise an eyebrow, slipping from Arc’s back. “You do know I won’t hold back, right?”
“Why d’you think I’m challenging you? No one else around here comes close to my level!”
I snort. He was in for a thrashing.
“So, what rules? One on one, no switching? Only, I am supposed to be somewhere else.”
Like my ship, getting ready to sail again. I glance up, seeing Sayri circling above us. He’d’ve seen us stop, but maybe we should call them down… just so he knows what’s happening.
“Seems fair.” He grins. “Let’s go then – Thelrin!”
And of all the
The Illusionists' FightGuys! If you read Trainers of Legends and don't want spoilers, don't read this! Involves spoilers for the end of Joanna's/BlueJay's timeline!The Illusionists' Fight by The-ShadowMaster
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The Illusionist's Fight
I sit at the edge of the clearing, flicking an ear back and forth. Listening to the sounds of the forest, the rest of the pack searching for the stolen child. Dark things were abroad this night… and it isn’t just me. I would laugh – because what was darker than a zoroark, cloaked in illusion? – but my way tonight was kept in silence and secrecy. As always.
“Blue, quite pacing! It’ll happen when it will; there’s nothing you can do about it!” Brith snaps.
I glance up. Captain Blue is pacing restlessly, the same path she’d been pacing since we stopped in this clearing. Since the eclipse, earlier in the day. Brith can’t do anything to calm her down, and it isn’t for lack of trying.
“Sorry – it
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