The Becoming: Chapter 10 [FINAL]♣ Chapter 10 ♣
We stand on a cliff's edge, overlooking the snowy landscape where we once trained, fought, and played. It is the place where we gained so much, but lost things just as great, too.
Behind us, we have put Nodi to rest overlooking this place. Gallant has slashed a rock into a smooth surface to erect as a tombstone. And together we have carved the words "Nodi- A Mentor To All" into its surface.
For a long time we simply stand and remember. I can recall every moment since I first came to this place, every memory as sharp as the day it happened. Gallant, too, has lost herself in thought beside me.
And all too quickly, it is time to address the final question.
"What do we do now?"
Gallant remains silent, her eyes shut. For a long time there is only the wind, but then Gallant says softly, "I think we both know the answer to that."
And it is true. We came to this place to forget our old lives, to create a new identity f
The Becoming: Chapter 9♣ Chapter 9 ♣
I awaken slowly to the ache of my body and the loud sounds of cracking trees and explosions in the distance.
"Hrrrgh..." I manage.
"Reason!" Gallant says, and I see the Garchomp's form leaning over me with concern.
"What happened?" I ask.
"Regigigas went berserk again...Nodi is here to battle it, though."
I sit up so suddenly that my head begins to spin with dizziness and Gallant has to steady me so that I don't fall out of the tree.
"You can't let Nodi fight Regigigas!" I say, much louder than necessary. "It isn't evil, just frustrated and longing for a challenging opponent."
"Well, Nodi will be that opponent, then," Gallant says.
"Can you see what's happening?" I whisper. Even as I say this, I cast my emotions out towards the fight. Nodi's aura glows like a beacon of hope, but Regigigas' aura is harsh and cold, turned into a blind and uncontrollable rage once more.
Gallant reports what she can see with her sharp eyesight.
The Becoming: Chapter 8♣ Chapter 8 ♣
A few days after Gallant's episode, she is ready to join us once again for battle practice. It had been only Snark and I during the time she spent recovering, and I find that I am looking forward to battling Gallant once more.
It is obvious that since the encounter with Uxie that Gallant seems...different. She is more reserved, and less prone to lashing out with words or claws. Yet, when I look at her, I too see her differently. I thought I knew her well before the incident, but the memories I saw as I struggled to save her from the deity Pokémon showed me there is far more I do not understand. And I am unsure whether Gallant knows I saw these things.
And on that day, I finally manage to beat Gallant in battle. It was not because she was any less powerful--on the contrary, she seems to think her moves through and take a more strategic approach. But even after I beat her, the victory does not seem as importa
The Becoming: Chapter 7♣ Chapter 7 ♣
Another month has gone by. I have been trying to use my newly-discovered Steadfast ability in battle, and also develop my abilities to sense emotions. I haven't been very successful at the latter, but I know I am growing stronger still.
On a particularly sunny day after training, I stand in the high branches of the tree I just conquered. Around me the snowy land fades into a hazy horizon, dazzlingly white with ice and sharp as ever with cold.
A movement below me distracts me, however. I look down to see none other than Gallant walking below me, seeming completely unaware of my presence.
I decide to follow her, perhaps so I can do a sneak attack on her. She had once again brutally beat me in training the day before, and though I tried not to be terribly upset I was still looking for a reason to fight. This would be the perfect opportunity to attack. And maybe, just maybe, I would win.
I begin to leap silently acr
The Becoming: Chapter 6♣ Chapter 6 ♣
It is the final day of my training. I am exhausted. My entire body feels as though a single gust of wind could blow it away. And yet, Master Medicham drives me harder than ever.
And his final test is the most difficult task of all. To pass his training successfully, I must best the old Pokémon in battle. If I fail, the training will have all been in vain.
Another Pokémon might have thought the battle against an elderly, half-blind former warrior might be easy. But I know better. Master Medicham always knows more than he lets on. Everything he says barely scratches the surface of the meaning beneath it. I have seen his wisdom--and now I am about to see this experience coupled with his fighting skills.
I don't think I can face him, yet the battle begins anyway. I clench my paws into fists and hold them defensively in front of me, watching the Medicham. He has his staff in one hand