//------------------------------// // You and me and Pokemon 02 // Story: The Many Destinies of Sunset Shimmer // by ratedoni //------------------------------// “So, explain to me how this thing works again?” the redhead kept on looking at the strange device that had been given to her. Apparently the world she had landed on was a little bit more dangerous than she thought, so much that one needed companions, some kind of monsters that would defend you, not to mention that they loved to fight with each other. The first time Sunset Shimmer had seen these so called pokémon fighting each other she had been surprised and slightly sickened. Thankfully, before she made a scene, it was quickly explained to her that pokémon not only liked the battles, but that they got restless the more they spend without any kind of training exercise. Although it was true that no pokémon was the same and some were more peaceful or laidback that others, the truth was that no pokémon would refuse a good challenge. Apparently several years ago there had been some sort of trouble that had gone beyond strange. A group called Freedom to All Pokémon decided that the only way to protect and help the creatures was to kidnap them from their owners. Less than 24 hours later the pokémon had freed themselves and returned to their respective owners. The bruised and bloated faces of the wannabe protectors of nature were hilarious after looking it up on the net. “You just throw it to a pokémon and bam, you get one, cool, right?” “I get the theory behind it, I just wanna know how exactly this thing can work. I mean, this thing is not even big enough to fit a caterpie… that’s the name, right?” “You got it Sunset,” the girl at the side of Sunset was as energetic as ever and as annoying as always, at least in the opinion of Sunset. Back on Canterlot, the redhead never really got along with excitable or extroverts, after all, the fight for dominance in a group always got sketchy with those kinds of people. Now, on this side of the mirror, Sunset found herself that even though Rainbow was a little annoying, she found herself listening to her and even spending time with the tomboy. Sunset blamed the creature that was right now sitting on her lap. Well, she would is she could, but every time she tried to be angry at the fuzzy little creature Sunset felt her heart melting at how utterly adorable it was. Sunset still remembered the first time she saw the small Eevee and how impactful that first meeting turned out to be for both the teenager and pokémon. It was tearful, insightful and almost mystical in a way, and for a world with no apparent magic that was the most eye opening experience Sunset could remember in her life. “But, didn’t the professor explain to us how the pokeball worked?” The girl wearing a white wide brim sun hat said in her usual calm and quiet voice making Rainbow flinch slightly at the memory. Sunset and Fluttershy then laughed at the girl and how much distaste she had for anything related to the technological part of the world they lived. As long as it worked, Rainbow never really put any attention to objects or science. As long as she was capable of playing with her own pokémon then the world was alright in her book. “Geez, that time I swear that crazy lady put me to sleep, it was so boring, who cares how it works? You should be putting it to good use,” The energetic tomboy said pointing at the small pokémon on her lap. Sunset watched as the small fox-like creature began to softly head-butt the bunny pokémon currently eating a carrot, not noticing its play partner. With one sigh, Sunset then began to follow her two friends -she was still surprised that she even had friends on this world- into the forest not too far from them in search of a new pokémon for Sunset. Apparently Rainbow wanted to get someone else into fighting just so she could have a new sparring partner. An hour later and several new pokémon meetings, Sunset was more than surprised on the biodiversity present so close to her new home. Apparently, Cloudsdale wasn’t even the greatest place to start as a trainer, with many trainers choosing either flying or fighting as their starting pokémon, but with new development in pokeranches and sanctuaries, the area had been transformed into the perfect pokémon habitat. Also, apparently every single pokémon knew Fluttershy because they all began to circle around her and ask for pets or to be carried. Looking at her friend Sunset couldn’t fight back the smile that had bloomed at the sight of all that happiness. It was quite amazing the way in which just one girl could be so pure and nice that no matter the pokémon, from small Rattata to even a Gyarados would listen and will behave in the presence of the timid girl. Sunset knew that the girl will become something great on this world, maybe not a great trainer, but maybe a researcher or a medic. Across the small water stream, Rainbow was running as her small Swablu flew at her side. Rainbow was at her purest when she had an open road and she could make it into a racing track. The camaraderie and cheerfulness of the moment dispelled any bad feeling that Sunset may have felt before. Yes, she had ran away in anger and sadness from her first home, but with the help of some friends who apparently never gave up on her and the presence of such amazing creatures as pokémon, she could feel herself healing. Just as she was thinking that she felt a tug on her jeans; thinking that it was Seven wanting to be carried, Sunset was surprised to find not the Eevee that had become such a valuable companion, but a small white garbed little kid. Looking at the small creature closer it was clear that this was not a human kid. It had what appeared to be a white dress but in fact it seemed to be its body, green hair on a bob cut that completely hid its eyes and a red crest that grew from the middle its head. She have read about that pokémon, after all, being new to the world meant that she had a lot to catch up on to be able to live on her new world, but never before she thought she would be in the presence of such an amazing pokémon. It was not because Ralts and its evolutions were so rare or because they were true destruction machines. The reason why Sunset never thought that such a pokémon will come close to her was her past, her anger, guilt and depression, but here it was, a Ralts that was not only smiling us at Sunset, but it had its tiny pudgy hands raised, as if asking Sunset to carry it. The first thing Sunset noticed was that it was getting harder to see; a moment later she realized that it was due to the tears falling down her cheeks that made it impossible to see. Something inside the redheaded trainer made her pick up the small pokémon, noticing how warm it felt; both the pokémon and Sunset’s heart felt warm. Neither the trainer nor the pokémon noticed the small flash of light coming from Fluttershy’s cellphone.