//------------------------------// // The Chosen One of Kindness // Story: Pokémon: Adventures of Equestria- Volume I: How It All Began // by MiraculousDragonMaster //------------------------------// Pokémon: Adventures in Equestria Volume I: How It All Began Chapter 4 The Chosen One of Kindness Back up in the clouds of Cloudsdale, Princess Luna was wandering around the floating cobble cloud roads, scanning the crowds for whoever could be a Chosen One. The Princess of the Night wore a pale blue winter dress under her much darker purple cloak, showcasing her pale bluish black skin. The hood on her head also concealed her flowing nighttime hair, having three different shades of blue that resembled a night sky. The only bright thing that stood out from her disguise was her light turquoise eyes. From inside her cloak pocket, Luna suddenly felt a warm glow. She reached into it, and pulled out the yellow geode, which was shining faintly as she guided it around, waiting for it to find its bearer. Soon, the geode began glowing a bit brighter from right underneath the city of Cloudsdale. Though she was a bit puzzled, Luna decided to trust it and started to head back down to the ground. She walked back out to the outskirts of the cloud city and pulled out a Dusk Ball. Its black and green coloring on the capsule felt like a part of her; two shadows born in the night and are part of the night. "Alakazam." She called out, tossing the Dusk Ball up in the air. A flash of blue and purple light came out of the black and green capsule as it opened. An amber colored humanoid Pokémon appeared, with a long mustache and beard of the same color, and it was holding two simple silver spoons in its hands. "Ala." The Psychic type said, turning to his Trainer. "Use Teleport to get us back on the ground under the city." Luna said. "Alakazam." The Psi Pokémon complied, and then crossed his spoons in an X shape. Soon, he and his Trainer vanished into millions of rainbow colored light lines. Down below the cloud city, a young girl of 10 years old wandered on the snowy ground in a forest clearing. The Chosen One of Kindness.  She had long soft pink hair that trailed down to her back with a single long bang over her right eye, pale yellow skin, and teal eyes. She wore a pale green shirt under a pink winter coat, a pale pink skirt over dark brown leggings, white tennis shoes with teal straps, and there was a white and pink knitted scarf around her neck. Fluttershy wrapped her coat tighter as she looked down at the snow beneath her. She was terrified, so her parents decided to bring her and her brother down below Cloudsdale to clear them of all of their thoughts. While her brother, Zephyr Breeze decided to play in the snow somewhere, Fluttershy went off on her own to look around and recall the events from earlier in the day. She vividly remembered when she got called over to the principal's office at her school, with her parents already there waiting for her. She was shaking like a leaf when she arrived, thinking that she was in trouble. Luckily for her, she wasn't. But, she was to be transferred to the Pokémon School in Ponyville next semester. The thought of leaving the familiarity of her school made her more petrified. She can't leave Cloudsdale, and it was all because of her only friend. She was the only one who stood up for Fluttershy when bullies tried to bug her. It was great having her to talk to, even though she was nothing like her friend. While she was timid, polite, and quiet, her friend was pretty much the exact opposite: outgoing, sassy, and rambunctious. But still, she couldn't say goodbye to her. She gives her the little confidence that she could muster. How could she become a great Pokémon Breeder if she's scared of almost everything that doesn't include Pokémon? Like speaking in front of crowds wanting to know more or getting through to hard-headed Trainers on how to take proper care of their team? A tweeting sound caught her attention. Fluttershy saw a little Fletchling flying around her head. She giggled and held out her hand, the little Flying-type landing carefully onto her fingers. "Hello there, little birdie." She greeted the Fletchling with a small smile.  The Tiny Robin Pokémon chirped out a cheerful supposed greeting back to her, making her giggle again. It then twittered something with a confused look in its eyes while looking up at her. Fluttershy always seemed to have a hunch as to what Pokemon are asking her, so she had a sort of feeling of what Fletchling was curious about. "Why am I sad?" She asked. The Fletchling chirped an affirmative answer. "Well, I'm just so nervous about school, since I'll be going to a new one. And, I don't want to say goodbye to my best and only friend there. The two of us may seem a bit strange together, but she's always there for me when I need her. She may be loud and outgoing, but at least she is brave enough to face danger for me. I'll never have another friend like her." The Fletchling chirped a few sweet tweets that started to cheer her up a bit, even if she didn't know what it was saying to her. "Thank you, Fletchling." She said. The little Flying-type tweeted happily, probably saying, "You're welcome." Just then, two more Fletchling flew to them, followed by a Fletchinder; probably an older sibling of the three little Pokémon. The Fletchling that was perched on Fluttershy's fingers lifted off and circled around with the other two. The three then began singing; their song beautiful and inviting. That little tune made Fluttershy feel much better as she hummed along. Soon, she was singing a little song her mother had taught her. Fluttershy: Oh, sing sweet nightingale. Sing sweet nightingale, high. Oh, sing sweet nightingale. Sing sweet nightingale. While she was singing and the three Fletchling were flying around her in circles, loving her melody, they didn't notice someone who was coming from the other side of the clearing when it stopped and hid to listen to Fluttershy. It was a young lad about her age, but he was much different than most other boys. He had wild dark hair, smokey gray skin, and his eyes were red with gold sclera. He wore a plain wool black jacket, worn out jeans, and brown boots. He blended in perfectly with the shadows of the forest as he curiously listened to this adorable girl sing with the Flying type Pokémon twittering and fluttering around her. Oh, sing sweet nightingale, Sing sweet. Oh, sing sweet nightingale, sing. Oh, sing sweet nightingale. Oh, sing sweet. Oh, sing. When she ended the little ditty, the three little Flying types chirped her goodbye, and then flew off into the snowy horizon. The larger Fletchinder chirped to Fluttershy, saying farewell, and then followed its younger companions.  "Goodbye, now." She said, waving them off with a much brighter smile than she had on before. When she did, she then saw something glowing in a patch of snow nearby. She curiously went over to it and saw a glowing yellow geode nestled in the wet white powder. "Oh, this is lovely." Fluttershy admired the shining geode, and slowly reached out to it. No sooner did her fingers clasp the geode, a rush of golden yellow light rippled through the air and went through her and also through the boy watching in the shadows. When that ended, Fluttershy saw that the geode had turned from yellow to a soft pink, her favorite color, on the inside of it and had transformed into a pretty necklace with her three signature butterflies engraved in the smooth stone. It then tied itself around her neck under her scarf. Fluttershy gently touched the smooth stone with her finger, curious about what had happened.  "Fluttershy!" A sweet and gentle voice called out. "It's time to go." The girl stood up, fingering her necklace, and then went off towards the direction of her mother's voice. From his hiding spot, the boy watched her leave the clearing. He then shivered visibly, feeling much colder than before. What was that strange yet warm feeling that he had when he was watching her, and it got stronger when that weird light that came from the ground hit him. Maybe he was just being silly; thinking that he would feel the same warmth, or even see her again. As he left and disappeared into the forest, his head was wrestling with his heart. Luna had seen the whole thing from her hiding place in a different side of the clearing and smiled softly. Kindness has a way of reaching out to every soul, even the most cruel, dark, or lonely. That girl was a living representative of that. Her thoughts then were drifted somewhere else when she felt something warm glowing in her cloak pocket. She reached into it and pulled out the pink geode; blinking on and off like a little beacon. As she slowly turned in a circle to see where this magical compass-like geode will take her, it glowed brighter when it was towards the east. "I suppose that's where we're going." She said to herself as Alakazam came beside her. There were not a whole lot of settlements in this particular side of Equestria. The Princess of the Night turned to her loyal companion. "Teleport." She commanded. The Psi Pokémon complied, and once again, the two vanished into millions of lines of rainbow colored light.