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Mountain Storm	By : ShadowCat13 Category: Pokemon > General Views: 7697 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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"Normal speech" Like to humans talking

"Pokemon talking" Like Amo talking to Owen

'Thoughts' Should be obvious what that means.. like when Owen's thinking to himself.

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Chapter 9

Coming too slowly Owen shivered a little and rolled trying to find the warmth that had moved away. Only he couldn’t find it. Opening an eye, he gazed at where Amo should have been. The cave was still dim, the light leaking in through cracks in the entrance cover not giving him much light, but Owen could still see that he as alone in the nest.

Blinking tiredly he sat up and yawned, wondering where the Blaziken had gone. It wasn’t the first time he’d woken up alone so he wasn’t really worried.

Owen sat there for a few minutes as he finished waking up, before getting to his feet. Walking over to the cave entrance he moved the cover to the side and light streamed in. The sun was higher up then he’d expected to see. It didn’t exactly surprise him he’d sleep in though. While he was happy Amo was going with him, he’d been a little anxious about going back so had lain awake longer then he’d have liked.

“Awen.”

Looking away from the sky the green hair man looked down the path to see Amo. It seemed she had been coming back to the cave and had an arm full of leaves and foods. Some was likely for breakfast but she had a lot more then they could eat in one sitting.

“What is all that for?” He asked and moved back into the cave so he wasn’t blocking the way anymore.

Entering the cave Amo headed over to the nest, saying as she went “Some of it’s for breakfast, but most is for later.” She set the foodstuff down by the nest. She kept a hold of the bundle of leaves though, and opened it up into what turned out to be a small weaved bag of sorts. Picking up one of the berries he liked the bird tossed it to him.

Catching it on reflex, which thanks to Amo doing that often had improved a little, Owen started to eat. After he’d finished the first berry and had eaten half a chrunchy, but still soft root, he asked. “When would you like to leave? I think the earlier the better, so after where done eating we should go say our goodbyes.”

Looking up from the bag she’d filled while they ate Amo nodded. “I was thinking the same. I’ve already seen the wise one, but I think she may want to say something to the both of use before we leave.”

Owen nodded, not surprised she’d have talked to the old bird already. Or that the Matriarch would want to say something before he took Amo away from the flock. During his time here he’d learned that the females didn’t leave often. It was the males that did that. For a moment his mind went back to the bonfire he’d taken part in.

At the time he’d not really understood the reasons for the get together. All the gift giving had really confused him as only one had been accepted. It hadn’t been till about a week later that he realized what it was about. One of the male Combusken from the other flock had returned and for a few days was harassed by all the Blaziken (Amo included), before suddenly being accepted and given a cave with one of the female Combusken. Which he now knew to be the bird that had accepted a gift during the bonfire.

Not that getting a mate was the only reason the bonfire was done. He’d learned that first and foremost it was for the flocks to mingle and have fun. Too see old friends and family. With the males joining other flocks all the groups of birds were interconnected.

”Awen?”

Looking towards Amo he saw she was finished eating and had gotten up. She was looking down at him while she waited for him to get up as well.

“Sorry, got lost in thought for a moment.” He said getting up.

”Oh, about what?” Amo asked as she tilted her head to the side to look back at him.

“I was just thinking about the bonfire.” He told her as they reach the cave mouth.

”The bonfire?”

“Yeah, just thinking about how little I understood about stuff back then. It had taken a while for me to get why the Combusken joined the Flock.” He said with a shake of his head.

”It had been funny seeing you so confused about it.” Amo teased. ”Does it take all humans that long to put two and two together?”

Deciding not rise to her bait Owen just huffed and followed her down the trial. His silence seemed to amuse Amo though, she keep glancing back at him and making a cooing chuckle when he looked away.

Owen was glad when they got down the clearing. The Matriarch was waiting for them. As well as a good portion of the flock. Seeing them Owen wondered how the news of them leaving had gotten out so fast. They were surrounded and questions where sent flying their way. Was Owen really leaving today? Why Amo was leaving too? Why they had to leave at all.

That last came for a rather unhappy Torchic down by Owens feet.

Leaving Amo to answer the questions about why she was going with Owen, the green haired man knelt down to talk to the chick that had grown attached to him.

“You care about your friend’s right? If one of them went missing you’d be worried and want them found wouldn’t you?” He asked Quark.

The Torchic nodded his head and chirped “Yes”, but it was clear to Owen he didn’t quite understand what this had to do with him and Amo leaving.

“Well that’s what I did to my human friends. I went missing on them. The last time they saw me was when I was caught in a mudslide that dropped me off a cliff. They don’t know if I’m alive or not.”

Understanding dawned in Quarks eyes, “You do need to let them know you ok.” He chirped out sadly. “I’ll miss you though.” He wobbled before turning and running off. Standing up Owen watch the chick disappear into the large community cave they were watched in, before turning his attention about to the birds still there.

It seemed they been a good deal had listened to what he’d told Quark, as they just nodded too him and or said they hoped he was reunited with his human friends soon.

The flock parting for her, the Matriarch came over to say her own good bye. Well, what for her was the equivalent anyway...

”Enough with the squawking.” The old bird said and waved her clawed hands to get the birds to disperse. Well most of them anyway. Amo’s sister and mate were there, but the Matriarch didn’t seem to mind. ”You look after each other out there.”The old bird said, her beady eyes looking at each of them in turn. ”I won’t be pleased if something happens to either of you.”

“I’ll keep Amo safe.” Owen promised. The Matriarch looked at him then nodded once. With one last look at Amo the old bird’s expression softened.

”I know you will.” And with that the bird turned and left.

They watched after her for a moment, Owen a little surprised she’d not had a lot more to say. But happy she wasn’t going to try and keep Amo here.

”Will this be good bye then?”

Catching the deeper meaning behind the question Owen turned to look at the darker Blaziken and her mate. They were watching him, and Amo looked to him after a few moments as well. He honestly hadn’t thought too much about what he’d do after he’d gotten back to human civilization. He’d been more worried about the need to go back and if Amo would want to come with him.

“I’d like to think it won’t be.” Owen finally said. “I don’t know what will happen after we leave, but hopefully someday well come back.” As he spoke he looked over at Amo. She seemed happy with the answer which made Owen in turn happy to have said he’d like to come back some day.

“Till that time comes then.” The Blaziken told him. Owen nodded and watched her look over at her sister. Its seemed she was going to leave now, but Amo pulled her into a hug.

After a few moments Amo let go. She picked up the bag she’d set down earlier and motioned for Owen to follow her into the tree’s.

~~~

They’d not been walking for very long before Owen picked up on the sounds of something behind them in the overgrowth. Exchanging a look with Amo, the two keep going for a little bit before the Blaziken suddenly leapt back and pulled a more then startled Torchic out from behind a bush.

Quark let out an unhappy squawk, before looking away guiltily. Going over to where Amo was standing, Owen could hear the little chick chirp that “he’d just wanted to come too”.

Amo looked over at him and Owen sighed. Once he might have taken the chick with no worry about what it might mean, people caught wild pokemon all the time after all, but now wasn’t sure he liked the practice. Not now he’d seen side of pokemon that made them more ‘human’.

“Do you parents know you’re out here?” He asked the chick.

Quarks silence and unwillingness to look at him as all the answer Owen needed. “Let’s go back.”

“What! We’re already this far… why go back?” Quark asked, his eyes pleading.

Owen wondered if Quark had ever been away from the clearing before to consider this ‘far’. They were only about forty minutes out. Though he thought Amo would be able to get back in ten minutes if she needed to.

“I can’t take you with me.” Owen told the Torchic, deciding it would be best to just be upfront about it.

Like he expected Quark wasn’t happy and the whole way back they walked in silence. Amo carried Quark, which Owen thought was a good thing. He had the feeling the chick would want him to right now.

When they got back it didn’t take long to spot Quarks father. He was in the clearing looking at the forest. Seeing them and Quark, he seemed relieved. Seeing this Owen felt his choice to take Quark back was the right one. How many other pokemon had been felt what the Blaziken had? The fear and uncertainty of not knowing where their family was.

His changing feelings on catching pokemon wasn’t what he needed to be thinking about at the moment though, so Owen pushed it away for now. He would think about it later.

Amo had handed the unhappy chick over to his father and the Blaziken was looking at Owen with a new kind of respect. ”Thank you for not taking him.”

Not having expected that Owen could only nod and mutter. “I just did what I felt was right.”

”You’re not like most humans. They just take anything they want, never caring how the pokemon feel. I’m glad to have met you.” The bird told him, and Owen looked away. He felt embarrassed. Both over from the Blazikens obvious gratitude and from knowing once he would have been as the pokemon thought humans to be.

Amo moved to his side and Owen looked up at her, happy to have a distraction. ”Let’s get going again.” She said.

Owen nodded and sent one last look at the Blaziken and Torchic before leaving once again. Quark was still not looking at him, but he still felt he’d done the right thing. And hopefully Quark would someday see that.

~~~

Once they left the second time, the two didn’t have any other setbacks. The trip though the forest was for the most part pretty uneventful. And the weather stayed good. The food they had didn’t last longer than a day, but that wasn’t a real issue as they could forage for Berries and other edible plants. Or even hunt.

Amo led him along pokemon trails he wouldn’t have know was there if she’d not pointed them out. Owen was sure if helped them make better time, but it still took them 3 and a half days to reach areas where humans inhabited. This didn’t surprise Owen to much though, as he and his friends had got a day and a half out anyway to do their research. At night they sleep under the tree’s, on piled up leaves. It wasn’t the most comfortable in the world, but with Amo there he was warm and felt safe enough.

The place Amo had led him to was a small town about a mile away from the thick forest they’d traveled though. It wasn’t a place he’d been to before but that didn’t worry Owen too much.

The looks he received as he walked thought the small town in search of a Poke center though left him feeling a little self-conscious… Looking down at his worn and blood stained clothing he had no trouble realizing he didn’t look so great. Amo’s presence next to him helped a lot though. Looking at the Blaziken he gave saw she seemed rather nervous, but was looking around with obvious interest.

’I wonder if she feels anything like I’d done that first week.’ Owen thought as he gazed at her.

His thoughts were interrupted as a middle age man walked up to them. He’d come from a small, but nice house and a woman of the same age was looking on from the porch.

“Are you in need of any help?” The man asked, eyeing his appearance.

“Sort of, is there a PokeCenter here?” Owen asked as he placed a hand on Amo’s back to calm her. She’d stiffened up at the man’s approach. Though his question and Owens touch helped relax her some.

“No, the closest one is a couple towns over. We don’t get many trainers in the area.” He said in way of explanation. Seeing Owens frown and far off look he added after a few moments. “We do have a small police station though. They take care of some of the thing the Pokecenter normally would do around here. Maybe they could help you there?”

Realizing he might have needed to talk to the police even if he’d gone to a Pokecenter Owen nodded. “Where can I find the station?” He asked.

“It’s that way.” The man pointed to towards the left hand street a little down the road and then gave him a more detailed instructions on how to get there. Thanking the man Owen took off the way he pointed out.

”What are.. where are we going?” Amo asked.

Wondering if she’d been going to ask what police where at first, but changed the question when she realized she couldn’t hope to say the word, Owen said. “We’re going to see some humans that enforce rules and order.” He thought that would be the easiest way to tell Amo want she wanted to know.

”And they’ll help you see your friends?” She asked as they turned to go down a new road.

“That’s what I’m hoping.” He nodded. He also thought he would need to talk to them about what had happened in the mountains.

Amo didn’t ask anything else, instead went back to gazing around, so they walked in silence the rest of the way to the station. When they got there the older lady behind the front desk took one look at him and then turned around in her chair called back into the main room for a ‘Jeremy’ to get over here.

“What is it Margret?” Someone called back and a few moments later a tall dark gray haired man in a blue uniform came up to the desk. In response to his question the lady just point Owens way. The officers eyes widened a little when he looked over at Owen and took in his appearance.

“Come on back.” Officer Jeremy told him and opened the gate next to the desk. Owen did as he was told and passed through the gate that was open. Amo followed after and the officer looked over at her. “Do you have a PokeBall you could recall your Blaziken in?” The officer asked.

Looking back at Amo Owen shook his head. “No, she doesn’t have one.” As he looked at her he worried if this was going to be a problem. He’d totally forgotten that pokemon normally need to be inside their balls in a lot of public buildings. He wasn’t even sure what they’d think of the fact Amo was technically wild. He just know people were supposed to catch pokemon they intended to keep.

“I’ll go get you a replacement ball then.” The officer said and started to leave.

Owen called him back though by saying.“I didn’t mean I don’t have the ball with me. Amo’s never had one.”

The officer looked between him and Amo for a few moments before he headed over to a desk and motioned for Owen to sit down. “We will talk about the fact your pokemon’s wild in a moment, but first I’d like to know why you’d come to the station.” Officer Jeremy said after Owen had sat down in a chair and so had Amo after a moment of looking at it.

“Well, why I came here ties in with how I got Amo.” Owen said and hoped Amo would take offence to been talked about as if Owen owned her. Before he went on he waited to see if the officer would say anything but he didn’t so went on, “I’m Owen Hawthorn. About three or four months ago-“ Owen had kind of lost track of time while with the flock, “-I was on a research trip with some colleges of mine. I we were caught on the mountain during a storm and I was separated from them.”

As he’d spoken about what happened something seemed to click in the officers’ mind and as soon as he had the opportunity said. “You’re the man that went missing? I remember hearing about that a few months ago. We’d even had a few of the townsfolk go join in the search parties that were out looking the first couple weeks. Where have you been?”

Owen had guessed there’d have been people out looking for him, but he’d not know it would be more than his friends and some trained search parties. Looking up at Amo he felt grateful for the effort that had go into looking for him, even if they’d never found him.

“They never found me as I’d been with Amo’s flock.” He told the surprised cop. Looking back at the man he told him about how he’d broken his leg in the landslide, or the fall over the cliff because of it. And then about finding Amo trapped after he’d come to. He paused for a few moments when it came to the pack of Mightena, but in the end he quickly told him about the attack and being saved by the Blaziken.

After the whole tale or most of it (he keep the part about loving Amo to himself), had been told the officer just sat there looking at him and occasionally Amo. “If I didn’t know for a fact you really had been lost in the mountains I’m not sure I’d believe that story.” He man finally said. He sat there a moment longer just looking between Owen and Amo before getting up. “Wait here, I have some calls I need to make.”

Owen nodded as the officer went into the back room. Leaning back into the chair Owen relaxed a little. The worst was over now and hopefully his friends would soon know where he was. Feeling a hand on his arm Owen looked over at Amo. He could tell she was a little confused about what was going on, but luckily didn’t seem totally lost.

“When is he going to get your friends?” Amo clucked to him quietly, as if she wasn’t sure she should talk in here.

“He might be doing that now.” Owen told her quietly. “He’s probably sending messages to people about me, and I’m sure they’ll be some of the people he’s telling.”Amo nodded and went back to looking around. As he knew her so well he guessed the Blaziken would have loved to be able explore what she was seeing more. Hopefully later he’d be able to let her.

It was about half an hour later that officer Jeremy returned. He had a police issued pokeball in his hand. It was a solid metallic gray in color, save for the gold star on the top. It was the same as the badge the officers wore. On seeing the pokeball though Owen feared that he was in trouble for having wild, un registered pokemon with him. He knew that at times the police would seize trainer’s pokemon with those balls. They were one of the few that would catch a pokemon without fail and override the signature of a previous ball.

To his surprise though the ball was given to him. “You’ll need to catch and register the Blaziken if you want to keep her.” The officer said. “I’d have given you a normal ball, but this is all we’ve got. I did disable some of its features though.”

Looking at the ball Owen just nodded as he rolled it around in his hands. “Is there some place I can do this in privet?” Owen asked. Looking over at Amo he saw she was looking at the ball, but could tell what she was thinking about it.

The officer looked at him and nodded after a moment. “I’ll take you out back.”

Getting up Owen nodded again and followed the cop to a door, Amo coming behind him. Looking out it he saw that it lead to behind the police station. “I’ll be back in a few minutes. There are still a few things I need to talk to you about.”

“Alright.” Owen said and the officer left him and Amo alone.

”What will that do?” Amo asked, looking down at the ball.

Looking at it himself he said, “It’ll pull you inside of it. And keep you there till I let you out again.”

Amo gave the ball a more puzzled then worried look, ”How can it do that? I’m a lot bigger than that.. Bawhal” She said, having a little trouble with the word but not as much as with some others.

Despite himself Owen smiled a little at that. He wasn’t at all surprised that she wouldn’t understand how she could be put in something so small. Even he didn’t really understand how the balls worked. “I’m not sure how they work.” He told her honestly, “I think here a lot bigger on the inside though.”

Still looking skeptically at the ball Amo asked, “Why do you have to put me in it?”

“Well right now it’s so I can register you as my pokemon. In order to do that I have to… catch you first.” He said, not entirely happy about it. “The law is supposed to help protect pokemon. So that people like the police officer I was talking to, will know what pokemon a person has. There are laws about how many pokemon one person can have and laws that say people have to treat their pokemon humanely.”

By now Owen was staying this stuff more as to remind himself the reason he needed to catch Amo and not to explain to the pokemon as much. A taloned hand on his arm caused Owen to look back at Amo.

”If you have to put me in that to keep out of trouble, then do it. If it’s you I’m not scared.” She told him. Looking at her Owen wondered if she realized what she did when she told him things like that. Closing his eyes he nodded then opened them again. Pressing the button on the ball to turn it on Owen tossed the device at Amo.

He almost couldn’t watch, but he also couldn’t look away as the ball bounced off the Blaziken’s feathery shoulder and a red beam of light was emitted as ball opened up. The light surrounded Amo and seemed to make her smaller as it drew her inside. Once the ball snapped shut once more it fell to the ground. Slowly Owen walked over and picked up the ball. Knowing what, who was inside of it he held it with care.

The sound of a door opening drew his eyes back to the building. Seeing Officer Jeremy standing there Owen walked back over and followed the man inside to finish answering his questions and anything else that was needed. In his left hand he keep a tight hold of Amo’s pokeball.

~~~

AN- Only one or two chapters left.
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