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Mind's Eye Chapter Three
Mind’s Eye Chapter Three
Russell tried his best not to squirm as electrodes were taped to his head. Some were put on his chest. Russell shivered, hating the thin medical gown he was wearing. It was May, but inside one of the Saffron University research rooms, it was a little too chilly for his liking. He shoved both hands inside his jean pockets, trying not to start crying again. It had given him enough of a headache and he’d still had to just go along with everything and do as he was told.
“Alright, Russell, just take it easy,” a black-haired scientist told him from a few feet away where she sat at a large computer. A name-tag on her white coat read ‘Lisa’. “We’re going to do a quick test to check your brain waves and heartbeat, okay? Hang tight.” Russell trembled before gulping and trying to hold still. As the scientist stared at the screen in silence, Russell stared at the ceiling and began to count the dots in each square sectio
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Mind's Eye Chapter Six
“Darren?” Russell muttered sleepily as he woke up the next morning. The bed his friend had slept in last night was now neatly made. Sighing, Russell massaged his throat, which was tight and sore. With a shake of his head, Russell slipped out of bed and smoothed out the sheets and blanket, tucking them back under the mattress. He took the pillow and fluffed it back up, then tossed it onto the bed. With a quick glance around, Russell saw that the room was empty. Taking the opportunity he quickly pulled a pair of shorts and a blue tee from his backpack. He pulled the new outfit on and stowed away his dirty clothes. Russell took a deep breath and slipped his backpack on. Heading out into the Pokémon Center lobby he spotted his friends sitting around a table and talking to Austin. Hannah had just opened her mouth when she looked up and spotted Russell approaching.
“Hey!” She cried happily. “You’re up! How are you doing?” His friends looked up i
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Sunlight of Astora :iconflind:Flind 675 72 Im Groot :iconyarint:YarinT 537 37 In Control :iconlopoddity:Lopoddity 3,080 294 Twilight Sparkle's New Wings :iconfalleninthedark:FallenInTheDark 789 53 My Little Pony:Friendship is Magic Fall From Grace :iconltn01:LTN01 503 280
Friendship is Magic
WARNING! Spoilers for Birth by Sleep
Terra was flying through the galaxy on his Keyblade Glider, thinking about all that's happened. About the good times he had with Ven and Aqua, about how the jouney had torn them apart because of that damn Mark of Mastery exam that he had failed, and about how this made him feel.
"Ven.. Aqua... if only I could speak to you about all that's happened... to apologize... to be able to reconcile with you both... with all that's happened, would it really be worth it?"
Yearning to clear the depressing thoughts out of his head, his eyes scanned his eyesight in front of him, in search for something, anything, that might catch his attention. But then he saw something that immediately banished all of his previous thoughts;
It was a new world, one that he had never seen before, floating a fair distance away from him. It was bright and colorful. It had a castle on the top, a forest at the left side, a village on the right side, and a mountain on the bottom
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Star birth :iconbluenight01:Bluenight01 409 22 MLP: The Land of Departure :iconvanycat:VanyCat 324 66 The birth of Nebula :iconelkaart:ElkaArt 342 10 The Baergen Cats :iconmoonfolk-corentin:Moonfolk-Corentin 1 1 Bendy Doodles :iconbelievethehorror:BelieveTheHorror 279 48 Eleanor (Spectral Lake) :iconinkrose98:InkRose98 92 20 Omens of Death: 1. Banshee :icondarkelements:darkelements 2 0 Happy Hyena Headshot :iconalbinoraven666fanart:albinoraven666fanart 96 7 Demonic Bendy :iconbelievethehorror:BelieveTheHorror 356 97


1. You have to post all the rules
2. Each person has to share 13 things about themselves 
3. Answer all 13 questions asked and invent 13 questions the people you tag to will have to answer
4. Tag 13 people if you can
5. Tag backs are allowed

I wasn't tagged but saw the questionnaire in a journal entry by :iconxxskullcandy713xx:

1. Do you like waffles?

I love waffles! Pancakes are nice too but for some reason I love waffles more. I'm on the lookout for a good mini waffle iron.

2. What's your favorite videogame?

Journey by ThatGameCompany.

3. Favorite Marvel character?


4. Snickers or Kit Kats?

Kit-Kats, especially the white chocolate

5. Do you like to write - if so, what about?

I love writing. I mostly like writing about Pokémon, The Sims and MLP. It's a fun hobby.

6. Do you like musicals?

I can't get out very often to see them, but I love it when I do.

7. Are you triggered?

I don't think so.

8. If given the opportunity - would you go sky-diving?

Probably not.

9. Cats or dogs?


10. Can you read music?


11. What's your favorite season and why?

Probably Spring, because it rains a lot, and I love rainstorms.

12. When was the last time you laughed?

Just a little while ago.

13. Do you like roller coasters?

I like them. Haven't been on one in a while though.

New questions if anyone wants to do them:

1. What is your favorite book?

2. What is your favorite music genre?

3. Do you like rats?

4. What is the most exciting thing you've done?

5. What is the funniest joke you've heard/made?

6. Do you like puns?

7. Do you like bird watching?

8. What's your favorite month?

9. Who's your favorite actor/actress?

10. Do you like to draw (or use adult coloring books)?

11. What is your favorite day of the week?

12. What's your favorite type of weather?

13. What's your favorite board game (or video game)?
Grosbeak Group
The biggest group of grosbeaks I've seen in one place. Taken a few years ago but I didn't upload it because it wasn't as clear as I'd liked.

Female grosbeaks - Light brown and yellow body, spotted black and white wings, no yellow bars above eyes.
Male grosbeaks - Bold yellow and brown body, solid black and white wings, yellow bar above each eye.
Mind’s Eye Chapter Three

Russell tried his best not to squirm as electrodes were taped to his head. Some were put on his chest. Russell shivered, hating the thin medical gown he was wearing. It was May, but inside one of the Saffron University research rooms, it was a little too chilly for his liking. He shoved both hands inside his jean pockets, trying not to start crying again. It had given him enough of a headache and he’d still had to just go along with everything and do as he was told.

“Alright, Russell, just take it easy,” a black-haired scientist told him from a few feet away where she sat at a large computer. A name-tag on her white coat read ‘Lisa’. “We’re going to do a quick test to check your brain waves and heartbeat, okay? Hang tight.” Russell trembled before gulping and trying to hold still. As the scientist stared at the screen in silence, Russell stared at the ceiling and began to count the dots in each square section. Absentmindedly, Russell began flexing and relaxing his feet. “Try to keep still for me, bud,” Lisa reminded, her eyes still fixed on the screen. Russell stopped moving and went back to counting the dots in the ceiling, and finally the scientist backed away from the desk and stood up. “Good,” she announced. “Your heartbeat’s a little fast. You don’t have to be nervous, okay? There are no wrong answers here.” Russell sat up and glanced around.

“What now?” He asked. “Can I go?” He added hopefully.

“Not just yet, I’m afraid.” Lisa removed the electrodes and left them on the examination table. “You can take the gown off now.” Russell quickly did so and pulled his green tee back on. Looking across the room, he saw the table that had Pokéballs resting on cushions. It looked like there were a lot, Russell noted sourly. Lisa led him over to the table. Russell sat down across from the scientist and she took a seat after scribbling quickly on a clipboard. There were more electrodes on the table, and Lisa took a few minutes sticking them to Russell’s forehead. She then hooked each one up to a small black machine on the table. She held up a gray object and Russell squirmed as he looked at it. “This is a pulse oximeter,” she explained. “It clamps over your finger and lets me know what your heart rate is. It doesn't have any needles.” Russell watched gingerly as she put it on his pointer finger. There were red numbers flashing on it, and a red heart was blinking there as well. She eyed the oximeter briefly and then looked across at Russell and gave a quick smile. He didn’t smile back, and she cleared her throat and gestured to the twelve Pokéballs. “This will be quick. See if you can move any of the Pokéballs, please.” Russell stared down at the red and white balls, then reached a hand out to take one. “Oh, no. Sorry, Russell.” Lisa shook her head. “I meant, see if you can move them without actually touching them,” Lisa clarified, and Russell withdrew his head, looking at her in confusion. “By using your ability.”

“Um….” Russell returned his gaze to the Pokéballs and stared at them for a minute, unblinking as he concentrated.

“Try moving only one of them,” Lisa said. “That might be easier.” Another minute passed with Russell staring down a Pokéball, his lips pressed together and his brow furrowed in concentration. He leaned back with a frustrated expression and gave a huff.

“I can’t.” Russell briefly rubbed his forehead, accidentally knocking an electrode loose. Lisa leaned across the table and replaced it, then jotted down notes for a few moments while Russell crossed his arms and stared at the floor.

“Let’s move on,” Lisa announced suddenly, giving Russell a start. “Tell me which Pokémon are in the Pokéballs, please. If you don’t know them, describe them as best you can.” Russell looked at the ball closest to him.

“Pidgey,” he said, touching the red and white object. He touched the one next to it. “Meowth.” Glancing up Russell saw Lisa was busy writing on the clipboard, but she finished and looked up at him.

“You’re doing fine. Next one.” Russell touched the third Pokéball, then the fourth.

“Rattatat. Cheekorita.” He stumbled over the two names, but they were written them down without comment.

“How do you know?” She asked after scribbling something else down. She tapped her pen against the clipboard and glanced thoughtfully at Russell. “Is it because you touch the Pokéballs?” Russell frowned and shook his head.

“It’s so you know,” he explained, rubbing the back of his head. “I see them in my head. I don’t have to touch them.” He waited as she wrote some more, then touched two more Pokéballs.

“Zubat. Geodude.” Russell faltered at the next one, causing the scientist to look up curiously. “I don’t know. I can’t see.” He looked up nervously. “Is it empty?”

“No, but that’s alright. Let’s keep going.”

“Speary, Eevee, Krabby….Diglett….and….Vennat,” Russell finished, dropping his hands in his lap. He rubbed his head as the woman took more notes and then began to gather the Pokéballs up.

“Watch the electrodes,” Lisa cautioned absently. “Don’t bump them, okay?” Russell’s eyes brightened when all the Pokéballs had been put away, but he immediately drooped his shoulders when Lisa took twelve more Pokéballs out from the desk and set them out on the cushions. Lisa glanced over at the pulse oximeter and then back at Russell.

“Alright. Now these, please.” The boy touched two Pokéballs, his hands starting to shake slightly.

“Weedle, Ditto.” He indicated the next two, hesitating slightly. “Gastly, Bulb…Bulb….”

“Bulbasaur,” Lisa finished for him.

“Pikachu, Cater-pie…” Russell held his head tightly, the pain starting to get worse. His heartbeat thudded loudly in his ears. He fumbled for the next Pokéballs. “I…I don’t know,” he muttered, eyes squeezed tightly shut. “I can’t see them.”

“That’s alright.” Lisa frowned and looked up upon hearing the strain in his voice. “Try the next ones. Don’t worry.” Russell reached for the next one, his head throbbing now and his heart hammering against his chest.

“Ch-Chan…” Russell faltered again, lights flashing in his vision. He wearily lifted his head to glance at Lisa before slumping in the chair and tipping sideways. The electrodes stretched taut and then ripped free as he fell and thudded to the floor on his side. The oximeter skittered across the floor. Russell made an attempt to lift himself, arms quaking, before falling again and going still. Lisa’s chair scraped backward and tipped over as she shot to her feet.

“Russell?” She breathed, dropping the clipboard with a clatter before rushing around the table and checking him. She tapped his shoulder firmly. “Russell? Russell? Can you hear me? Are you okay?” When he didn’t respond she lowered her ear over Russell’s mouth. She felt quick puffs of breath and raised her head when she heard footsteps thudding heavily down the hallway. The door banged open and suddenly there was a doctor kneeling over the four-year-old, quickly checking his breathing and pulse.

“Benson…what’s the matter?” Lisa asked, watching with a hand to her face as Benson checked Russell’s eyes. Before he could answer, Terry burst into the room, attempting to shove the doctor aside. Lisa threw out an arm and managed to hold him back.

“It’s alright,” Benson said calmly to Terry. “He’ll be fine. He just passed out.”

“Why? What happened?” Terry demanded breathlessly. “Russell…” Benson swiftly cleared the electrodes away and looked up at Terry.

“He just needs rest,” Benson explained with a sigh. “He’s going to be fine.” He stood and moved away, letting Terry embrace Russell and lift him up.

“Come on,” Lisa said, clutching her arms tightly. “There’s a recovery room just down the hall.” Holding Russell tightly, Terry followed the man to the room and immediately set Russell down on the bed. Kneeling, he carefully pulled the sheets out from under the boy and tucked him in.

“Why did he faint?” Terry whispered to the doctor.

“We’ll study the results further, but it seems that using his power seems to have drained his energy.” Benson turned to Lisa, who was waiting in the doorway. “Did you notice anything besides his higher heart rate?”

“He acted like his head was hurting, and he started shaking,” Lisa responded dully. “He kept rubbing his forehead. I didn’t know…I would have stopped the test. I thought he was just fidgeting.”

“That’s it,” Terry muttered. “You got enough data to get some kind of conclusion, right?”

“I…believe so…for now,” Lisa answered softly, not meeting his gaze. Terry knelt beside the bed and put both hands to his head. “Could Sabrina know something about this?” Lisa asked in a hushed voice, drawing the doctor off to one side.

“It’s possible,” the man said quietly. Clearing his throat, he walked towards Terry. “Would you give us your permission to ask Sabrina—”

“I don’t want her near him,” Terry sharply cut him off. “I just want to take him home.”

“She could help. He’s not used to using the power, obviously, but—” Lisa fell silent when the doctor ever so slightly shook his head at her, his expression cautioning.

“We’ll start analyzing the results today,” Benson stated, “and let you know what we find as soon as we can. We’ll match the Goldenrod Clinic results with today’s data.”

“Thank you,” Terry said, clutching Russell’s hand. “I can’t put him through this…”

Terry allowed the doctor to do another quick checkup. Benson pressed the stethoscope to his chest and back, listening carefully.

“His breathing and heart rate are back to normal. He could be a little tired when he wakes up, but aside from that, no worse for the wear.” The doctor ushered Lisa out of the room. “I’ll be back later to make sure he’s well enough to travel.” Terry grunted acknowledgement, and with that, they were left alone.
“Hey, Russell, go ahead and pick out what you want to eat.” Terry gestured to the rows of sandwiches on the convenient store’s refrigerated shelves. “Egg salad?” He prompted when Russell didn’t speak.

“Yes, please,” Russell said quietly, not looking up. Terry hugged him closer and patted his shoulder.

“Alright. I’ll go buy them. And some lemonade, too.” Russell nodded and then wandered over to a book stand, swinging his arms as he looked at their cover art.

“Hey!” Russell barely had time to glance around at who had yelled before someone tackled him. He staggered backward and crashed into the book stand, causing it to topple over with a crash. Dazed, Russell blinked up at who’d tackled him. A girl around his age was hugging him around the neck and beaming from ear to ear. “You’re looking at books! Why are you sad?” Her long brown hair fell into his face and he tried to brush it away as it tickled his nose.

“Ow,” Russell finally rasped out, the wind knocked out of him. “Why did you grab me?”

“You needed a hug!” The girl responded, still beaming as she climbed off of him. Painfully Russell pushed himself up onto his elbows, then rolled to the side and gingerly got up. Once he did, though, the girl threw her arms around his middle in another hug, and he staggered, almost falling down again.

“What’s going on?” Russell and the girl glanced up, and Russell froze when he saw an employee and his dad standing over them. “You okay, Russell?” He asked. “What happened?”

“I gave him a hug,” the girl chimed loudly, “but it was too strong, so we fell over!”

“Are you alright?” Terry asked, feeling torn between sympathy and humor. He quickly turned to the employee. “I’m so sorry. I’ll clean it up.”

“Don’t worry about it,” the man said. “This happens all the time.”

“Hug attacks?” The girl asked, earning a chuckle from both adults.

“No,” the employee corrected, “just messes.”

“I’ll help clean up, too, Uncle Franz!” The girl cried, sweeping up an armful of books.

“That’s alright, Mara,” Franz told her quickly, taking the books. “It’s my job. Why don’t you make sure you and your friend are alright?” Mara looked immediately at Russell, who was holding his arm and wincing.

“Are you okay?” She pulled his arm away to reveal a long scratch. “Oh my gosh!” She tore off and was back in an instant with a box of bandages. Terry took them and knelt in front of Russell.

“Sorry…I’ll buy these too,” he told Franz, who nodded as he picked up the book stand. Terry unpeeled a bandage and stuck it over the scratch, and then put another on another one on Russell’s cheek. “Now you,” Terry said to Mara, who was examining Russell. Mara touched her hand, then waved it.

“It’s okay, sir! It’s not bad.” Terry looked conflicted, but held a bandage out.

“Take one just in case?” He said, and Mara nodded and shoved it into her skirt pocket.

“Thanks!” Franz had finished putting the books away.

“You’ve got to be more careful, Mara,” Franz sighed wearily.

“I know, but he really looked sad!” Mara protested, and Russell looked down, embarrassed. “I had to do something.”

“Well, that was very nice of you, Mara,” Terry said. “Thank you.”

“Thanks,” Russell echoed, looking up at her with a shy smile.

“I’ll finish checking you out, sir,” Franz said, and Terry gestured for Mara and Russell to follow. As they went, Mara clung to Russell’s arm. He winced, feeling a few bruises forming.

“Franz is my uncle!” Mara chirped.

“I heard that,” Russell said, squirming, though Mara clung tighter than ever to him. He looked up at Franz as they approached the counter. Franz and Mara had straight brown hair and light skin, but Franz’s eyes were brown while Mara’s were light blue.

“He’s kinda boring, but he’s funny, too!” Mara giggled.

“Thank you for that vote of confidence,” Franz snorted as he placed the bandages in the plastic bag Terry held. “Don’t worry about the bandages,” he said to Terry, who looked up, flustered.

“Thank you, but that’s alright,” he said, holding out his money.

“I insist,” Franz said kindly. “You need them. In case anyone else tries to give you a violent hug.” Terry reluctantly readjusted the amount and handed it to Franz.

“Thank you,” Terry said again, and quickly turned to Russell. “Ready to go?”

“Yeah,” Russell said, and moved to follow his father, but was tugged back by Mara.

“You’re going?”

“They’ve got to catch the Magnet Train, Mara,” Franz told her, and she let go with a sad pout.

“Russell?” Mara asked, and Russell turned apprehensively. “I hope we’ll see each other again.”

“Yeah….me too,” Russell agreed, nodding. “Thanks,” he added, smiling shyly. “For…umm….the hug.” Mara gasped and would have lunged at him again if Franz hadn’t hurriedly strode around the counter and taken her by the shoulders.

“That’s enough hugs for now,” he said. “Let’s just tell them good-bye, alright?”

“Okay,” Mara sighed glumly. “Bye-bye!” She cried, and waved vigorously.

“Bye-bye,” Russell returned, waving back.

“I’ll come visit!” Mara said happily. “I’ve wanted to visit Goldenrod for a long time!” She resumed waving. “Bye, Russell!” Russell waved one last time, then turned and walked off with his father. Before they were completely out of sight of the store, he turned and saw Mara still waving. He smiled and waved until she and the store were out of sight. At the train station, Terry and Russell sat eating their sandwiches and drinking lemonade. The train was ten minutes from arriving, so they finally had some time to just sit and take a proper break.

“Russell?” Terry asked after a moment, and looked at his son, who looked back with expectant eyes. “How are you doing?”

“Um….better.” A little smile spread across his face. “Could Mara come visit, dad?”

“We’ll see,” Terry answered. “You like her?”

“She was nice,” Russell said, munching his sandwich. “Even though she knocked me over.” Terry chuckled. “Dad…do I have to do the testing again?” He looked up. Terry’s mind froze up for a moment, but then he shook his head.

“No. I wanted to help figure everything out, but…no. You don’t have to do it anymore. I promise.” Russell turned and threw his arms around Terry, who tightly hugged him back.

“I don’t want to do it anymore.” Russell’s voice was muffled but Terry could hear and feel him crying.

“We won’t,” Terry assured him, feeling his own eyes stinging. “I promise. No more.” Russell stayed cuddled up to Terry until the train came. Terry put Russell over his shoulder and carried him into the station.
Mind's Eye Chapter Three
Well, I'm a silly. I never uploaded chapter three of Mind's Eye for some reason. Well, here it is.
“Darren?” Russell muttered sleepily as he woke up the next morning. The bed his friend had slept in last night was now neatly made. Sighing, Russell massaged his throat, which was tight and sore. With a shake of his head, Russell slipped out of bed and smoothed out the sheets and blanket, tucking them back under the mattress. He took the pillow and fluffed it back up, then tossed it onto the bed. With a quick glance around, Russell saw that the room was empty. Taking the opportunity he quickly pulled a pair of shorts and a blue tee from his backpack. He pulled the new outfit on and stowed away his dirty clothes. Russell took a deep breath and slipped his backpack on. Heading out into the Pokémon Center lobby he spotted his friends sitting around a table and talking to Austin. Hannah had just opened her mouth when she looked up and spotted Russell approaching.

“Hey!” She cried happily. “You’re up! How are you doing?” His friends looked up in surprise at Hannah's exclamation.

“Alright,” Russell answered quietly, his throat still painful. “I’m ready to go whenever.”

“Great!” Jimmy said enthusiastically. Austin left the table and looked closely at Russell, who smiled awkwardly and tried not to pull at the bandages that were still around his neck.

“You sure you’re feeling well enough?” Austin questioned with a frown.

“Yeah,” Russell answered swiftly. “I’m fine.” Hannah raced Jimmy outside, Austin following, while Darren and Russell stared at each other. Russell clutched one arm behind his back and Darren cleared his throat before looking away.

“Well…let’s go,” Darren mumbled. Russell stepped aside just as his friend brushed quickly past him and out the Pokémon Center doors. Russell exhaled sharply before rushing to catch up. The group headed east from Violet City, carefully maneuvering through the tall grass, and quickly found the dirt trail that led towards New Bark Town.

“So you’re set on a Cyndaquil, Jimmy?” Hannah asked cheerfully.

“Yep,” Jimmy answered.

“Cyndaquil are cute,” Hannah remarked, grinning widely. “Not as cute as Chikorita, though!”

“You’re definitely getting a Chikorita?” Jimmy questioned, worry in his voice. “Chikorita is weak to fire. What if they can’t get along?”

“Oh, it’ll be fine!” Hannah assured Jimmy, patting his shoulder. “We can’t battle each other, anyway. We’ll only teach them to play and be friends!” Jimmy glanced backward at Russell and Darren, who had been uncomfortably silent for most of the trip. Austin glanced back as well from the front of the group. Wigglytuff and Chansey had gone back to Goldenrod City with Susan, but Austin had his Raticate, Snubbull and Sentret with him. The senior trainer was calmly glancing around as they walked, ready to call out his Pokémon if any wild Pokémon showed up. Russell bit his lip and hoped wild Pokémon were the only ones they’d encounter.

“I’m getting Totodile,” Darren spoke up loudly, his regular attitude suddenly making a reappearance. He grinned at Russell. “If Cyndaquil sets any fires, Totodile will be able to put them out.” Jimmy whirled.

“If anyone would be starting a fire, it’d be you!” He stated. Russell noticed that Jimmy was glaring in his direction, as well. “I’m glad I’m the one getting Cyndaquil.”

“I wouldn’t start a fire!” Russell protested hotly. “I’ve never even played with matches.”

“Well, you both get crazy,” Jimmy said, “so I wouldn’t trust either of you with a fire Pokémon.”

“And I think that’s the cue to take a break,” Austin said, stepping between Jimmy, Russell and Darren. “There’s a little clearing up ahead. Come on.” Jimmy turned and continued walking. Darren elbowed Russell and smirked, causing Russell to punch his shoulder lightly in return. Once the group had all taken a seat in the clearing next to the path, Austin set his brown backpack down and rifled through it. “Who wants lunch?”

“I do!” Hannah’s hand shot up, narrowly missing Russell, who flinched away. Hannah gave him a sheepish grin and put her hand slowly down. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” Russell said, smiling. Hannah leapt up and approached Austin, who was holding out a bagged cheese and cucumber sandwich.

“Can I have that one?” She asked, and Austin handed the bag to her. “Thanks!”

“Cucumber, lettuce and cheese…” Austin pulled out another sandwich, and Jimmy glanced hopefully at him. “Here you go.” Jimmy nodded his thanks and moved back to sit next to Hannah. Darren and Russell crowded forward to get sandwiches. “Peanut butter and honey…and a cream cheese, lettuce and tomato sandwich.” Darren let Russell have the peanut butter and honey. Darren and Austin wound up with the cream cheese and tomato.

“Thanks, Austin!” Hannah said before taking an eager bite of her sandwich. Austin nodded and handed out small water bottles.

“No problem,” he said, starting on his own sandwich. “After we eat, we’ll probably reach Cherrygrove in half an hour, and New Bark Town won’t be too far off after that.”

“Great!” Hannah exclaimed. “I can’t wait!” Russell took a bite of his sandwich and almost choked in surprise when Darren elbowed him. Swallowing, Russell glared at his friend, who gestured with a jerk of his head towards two trainers who were walking down the trail. Darren leaned in close and whispered.

“Hey, what Pokémon do they have?” Russell stiffened, then glanced at the trainers. Only one of the trainers had a row of Pokéballs held on their belt thanks to round magnets on the Pokéballs and a magnetic strip on the belt. Two were the usual red-and-white, but one was turquoise on top ball with a red arrow pointing down towards the white section. “Neat,” Darren whispered. “A Lure Ball. They must have been to Azalea already.” As they passed, Russell felt a shiver take hold of him, and closed his eyes, trying not to look into the Pokéballs. Several images forced their way into his mind anyway: Slowpoke, Ledyba, Rattata. He came back to his senses when he felt Darren shaking his shoulder. “You alright?”

“Fine,” Russell said quietly, suppressing another shiver. “I’ll tell you later, alright? After we get going again.”

“Okay,” Darren whispered back, a small grin of excitement on his face. Russell looked away and quickly finished his sandwich, then stood and walked over to Austin. The senior trainer looked up at him questioningly.

“Could you let your Pokémon out?” He asked quietly, and Austin looked puzzled for only a moment, then nodded. “Thanks.” Austin set the remaining half of his sandwich aside and snapped his Pokéballs from his belt, then tapped the button on the front of each one in turn. Three flashes of light later, a Raticate, Snubbull and Sentret were standing there. “Hey, Miki,” Russell said, kneeling to scratch the Pokémon under her chin. “I bet you needed a break, huh?” Miki flicked her tail happily and closed her eyes as Russell began scratching behind her ears. Snubbull and Sentret moved to stand on either side of him and nudged his hands. Russell scratched behind their ears and smiled. “How’ve you been?” He sighed, a weight off his mind now that they were out of their Pokéballs. Austin rummaged in his pack and pulled out three sandwiches. The Pokémon chattered enthusiastically as he handed them out.

“We’re going to walk with them?” Jimmy asked.

"After they're finished," Austin responded with a nod.

"Aww, that'll be so fun!" Hannah cooed.

“Everyone ready?” Austin asked.

“I’m ready,” Hannah answered, and Jimmy nodded.

“Yeah,” Darren echoed.

“Ready,” Russell said.

“Alright,” Austin said. “Make sure you pick up all your trash.” He looked down at the three Pokémon, who were just scarfing down the rest of their sandwiches. "You ready?" They swished their tails eagerly in response.

"I'm ready! Come on!" Darren burst out. Austin nodded and the group promptly set off again.

“Sooooo." Darren grabbed Russell's arm and pulled him to his side, waiting until the others were far enough away. “Which Pokémon did that trainer have?” Russell stifled a groan of irritation; he’d forgotten Darren’s request already. He quickly began walking and Darren marched close beside him.

“Slowpoke, Rattata and Ledyba,” Russell answered, pulling his arm free. “That’s all.”

“Cool,” Darren said, and Russell looked away before rolling his eyes. Miki pressed up beside him briefly and then began trotting beside him, needing to move faster to keep up with his steps. Russell smiled down at her and patted her head. Snubbull and Sentret stayed up with Jimmy and Hannah, walking between them, and Austin still in the lead. Soon enough they reached Cherrygrove, took a little break, and then began the last stretch to New Bark Town. A couple thick patches of grass and ledges later they were just outside the town. Austin thanked his Pokémon before calling them back into their Pokéballs, and he gave Russell a quick apologetic glance.

“Alright, follow me.” He gestured behind and to his right. “The lab’s just up this way.” Excitedly, Jimmy, Hannah and Darren followed right at his heels, but Russell hung back slightly, letting them all go into the lab—a strangely plain-looking light brown building—first before trudging in after them. Men and women in white coats glanced up as they entered, and Russell looked at them nervously, then tried to walk ahead without making any further eye contact. He stopped when he saw three Pokéballs waiting on a table just ahead, and felt a familiar, uncomfortable sensation, and three faint images of the starter Pokémon came to his mind. Darren glanced over his shoulder and beckoned urgently. Russell clenched his jaw and walked closer, trying to ignore the images of the starters flashing in and out of his mind like pictures on a projector screen. Russell jumped when he felt an elbow in his side; Darren had nudged him and was holding up his new trainer’s license. Quickly, Russell got his out. Glancing at the table, Russell saw a brown-haired woman standing there. If not for her light skin tone, she would look especially similar to his mother. The woman smiled and pulled a pair of glasses from her front pocket, slipping them on with one hand. Russell glanced at the Pokéballs on the table.

Totodile on the left, Cyndaquil in the middle, Chikorita on the right, Russell thought, clutching his arms tightly. He was starting to get a headache.

“Nice to meet you all. My name is Professor Zelkova.” She crossed her arms in a business-like manner. “So, you’re all here for your first Pokémon?” Russell watched his friends as they nodded, then realized they were looking back at him. Face burning, Russell looked up at the professor.

“I’m not,” he said. “I’m getting mine later.”

“A few other trainers who stopped by today said the same,” Professor Zelkova remarked, nodding once. "The most important things we’re doing today are registering you into the Trainer System.” Russell smiled as his friends approached the table. “You seem ready to pick your Pokémon. Starting from the left, there’s Totodile, Cyndaquil and Chikorita.” Hannah went to the right side of the table and Jimmy stood in the middle. Darren eagerly grabbed the left Pokéball and then held it in both hands. Jimmy and Hannah picked the remaining Pokéballs up more slowly and looked back at Professor Zelkova. “I’ll register them in the database here. It’ll help if you or your Pokémon get lost." She smiled at Russell. "When you get your first Pokémon, you can come back to the lab anytime to register.” Russell nodded. "The registration process will just take a few minutes." Professor Zelkova gathered the licenses up and disappeared into a back room, but soon enough was back to return the Pokémon licenses.

“Can we let them out?” Darren asked in an excited rush, hopefully looking at Professor Zelkova. She nodded, and there were flashes as the three new trainers let their new Pokémon out. Russell slumped his shoulders and sighed quietly, glad the Pokémon had been released. Hannah knelt and held out her hands to the Chikorita, who stared at her for a moment before sniffing her hands. The leaf atop Chikorita’s head quivered as she shook herself and timidly approached Hannah, who stretched her hand out and carefully patted the Pokémon’s head. The Cyndaquil glanced around the room, long nose twitching as he sniffed the air.

“Hey,” Jimmy said, holding out a hand gingerly. “Hey, buddy,” he said with a smile, and the little fire Pokémon looked straight at him, not moving. Jimmy shuffled forward and hesitantly touched the Cyndaquil’s head, jumping a little when the Pokémon stood on tiptoe and butted his hand. “You’re really warm,” he noted, scratching Cyndaquil’s head. Jimmy smiled when the Pokémon stretched up further onto his back paws, enjoying the scratching. “Awww,” Jimmy laughed, bringing his other hand up to scratch the Cyndaquil under the chin, causing the fire Pokémon to flop over and wave his small front paws. Meanwhile, Darren was grinning as the Totodile wagged her tail eagerly. He reached out and patted her head. Abruptly the Totodile pulled back, stretched her jaws wide and clamped down on her new trainer's right hand.

“Umm....” Darren said, trying to pull his hand free.

“Come on, Totodile, let him go,” the woman urged, kneeling beside the water Pokémon. “Remember—don't bite anyone” With a reluctant murmur, Totodile released Darren’s hand. Russell saw that there were only the faintest indents in Darren’s hand. “You alright?”

“Yeah, it didn’t hurt much,” Darren said.

“She’s learning not to bite, but she’s still a young Pokémon,” Professor Zelkova explained. “Just be patient with her and she’ll understand. That goes for all of them, actually.”

“Okay!” Darren exclaimed, reaching out to pick the Totodile up. He gave a smile and hugged the Pokémon. Totodile squirmed and bit his hair, but let go when Darren patted her back. “Don’t eat all my hair,” he laughed, setting her down when she let go. Professor Zelkova cleared her throat, gaining the trainers’ attention.

“You’ll learn a lot about your new Pokémon just by spending time with them, but in the meantime, I have a Starters book for you all.” She nodded at Russell. “Even though you didn’t pick a starter, the information will still be useful.” She retrieved four medium-sized books from her desk and passed them out to the trainers. “You’ll be able to find information about your starter Pokémon, but there is lots of helpful knowledge and advice in the books as well.” Russell studied the book’s cover for a moment.

“Thank you,” he said to Professor Zelkova once he’d put it safely away.

“Yes, thank you so much!” Hannah gushed. “I’m so excited to read the book!” Jimmy was still clutching the Starters book tightly in his arms. He looked sideways at Hannah and beamed in agreement. Darren gazed at his own book with a frown. The professor laughed.

“I’m glad to hear it, because whether or not you choose to become trainers who battle, this information will help you. You can simply raise Pokémon, battle them, or just be friends. It’s up to you. The book details some of the Pokémon career choices trainers can make.” She lightly clapped her hands together. “Well, you’ve had a long journey here. Have a safe trip back. Feel free to visit anytime if you need help or just have questions.”

“Thank you,” Austin said with a grateful nod. “We’re going to head off. We’ll take a break in Cherrygrove.” Russell followed after his friends as they headed toward the lab’s exit, but stopped when he realized Austin was hanging back.

“I’ve got something to discuss with you,” he heard Professor Zelkova say quietly. “It won’t take long.” Austin made a shooing motion with his hand.

“Go on and wait by the door, alright?” He asked the group. “I’ll be along.”

“Okay,” Russell said, frowning and hesitating out of curiosity. He turned and hurried off when Austin gave him a quick, single nod. At the door, Hannah, Jimmy and Darren were chatting excitedly about their new Pokémon. Russell smiled and listened to their conversation, but his mind was on Austin and Professor Zelkova. What could she have wanted to talk about?

“Alright, ready to go?” Austin asked. Russell jumped, turning sharply. “All done.”

“Yup!” Hannah chimed in response. “I’m ready!” She pushed the door open and held it. Russell was the last to go through, and stopped to look at her.

“Thanks,” he said, and she nodded.

“No problem!” Hannah said, beaming, “Now come on! I can’t wait to get back home!”


A flash of lightning jolted Russell from his light sleep. Austin had noticed storm clouds looming over the horizon upon leaving the lab, and it was raining by the time they had finished taking a break in the Cherrygrove Pokémon Center. He’d decided they should wait until tomorrow to travel. Russell yawned, then gasped at the thunder that boomed a second later. Russell drew his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them, wishing he was back home with Rana. Whenever there were storms at night back in Goldenrod, she’d quietly leap onto his bed and cuddle up against his back. Her purrs usually sent him back to sleep even with the thunder drowning her own every now and then. But now not even Wigglytuff was here, and the storm was making it hard to get back to sleep. A strong pang of longing made him curl up under the covers. They’d be back in Goldenrod by tomorrow afternoon. It wouldn’t take long at all, but the storm raging outside and all that had happened made it seem like tomorrow would never come. Another flash of lightning filled the room. A sudden whisper managed to beat the crack of thunder that sounded a moment later.



Russell rolled over and attempted to jump to his feet and pounce on whoever had whispered his name, but he wound up getting tangled in the sheets and thudding face-first into the floor. He lay there, groaning and dazed.

“Russell!” A voice exclaimed, sounding aghast. “Sorry!” Darren gripped Russell’s arms and helped him sit up. “I just wanted to check on you!”

“Well, I was fine,” Russell groaned, holding his forehead. “Is it bleeding?”

“No!” Darren briefly touched Russell’s forehead. “ It’s dry, but there’s a bump.” Russell hefted himself back onto the bed. “You okay?”

“I'm alright.” Russell glanced towards where Darren’s voice had come from. “Seems like you didn’t wake anyone up.”

“Yeah!” Darren chuckled nervously. “Seems like. Good thing there were separate rooms.”

“How’s Totodile?” Russell asked.

“She’s right here,” Darren said, climbing up onto the bed. “Come on up, Totodile.” There was a scuffling noise and a sudden weight on the bed between Russell and Darren. Russell slowly reached to his left and lowered his hand to feel a ridge of spines. He moved his hand up towards the Pokémon’s head and lightly scratched like Rana liked to be scratched behind her ears. The Totodile made a pleased gurgling noise and Russell scratched a little harder, feeling small, cool scales. “Don’t tell Hannah I said this," Darren mumbled, "but she is pretty cute.”

“Uh-huh.” Russell smiled and patted the Totodile’s head before clasping his hands in his lap.

“How come you didn’t get a Starter?” Darren questioned, setting Totodile in his lap. “They probably had more in the lab.”

“Well….I want to raise one of the kittens,” Russell said.

“Will you battle?” Darren wondered quietly. Russell was silent. “Because…”

“No, I don’t think so,” Russell interrupted.

“Well…..” Darren sighed. “It’s not like we’re allowed to battle anyway.”

“Right,” Russell conceded. “But I don’t ever want to.”

“You could be the Goldenrod Gym leader someday, though,” Darren suggested, and Russell laughed anxiously.

“I don’t think so,” he said. “Just because I like Normal types doesn’t mean I want to take the gym over. My mom will find someone else."

“It’d be cool, though,” Darren persisted. A bright flash of lightning illuminated the room once again and Totodile squeaked in fear and grabbed tightly onto Darren, her claws digging into him. “Ouch!” He hissed, trying in vain to pry her claws free. With a sigh he patted her head and put an arm around her. “It’ll stop soon, Burr. Don’t worry.”

“Burr?” Russell echoed, grinning.

“Yeah,” Darren muttered back. “I just called her that, for some reason.”

“It works,” Russell said, nodding.

“I’ll…say,” Darren said, a grimace in his voice as Burr’s claws sank deeper into his side as a crack of thunder drowned out the rain. “She hasn’t let go of me since the lightning started. She was in her Pokéball, but I woke up and she was curled up next to me. Must have broken out of her Pokéball.”

“That’s kind of sweet,” Russell noted. “She likes you already.”

“You think so?” Darren asked.


The friends fell silent. Darren calming Burr down whenever lightning and thunder scared her. Eventually, the lightning and thunder let up and the only thing to be heard from outside was the patter of rain. Burr relaxed and pulled her claws free.

"Ow," Darren whimpered. Russell closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, enjoying the sound of the rain.

“You know….” Darren spoke up suddenly, causing Russell to jolt out of his doze. “We can’t battle until we’re older, but if we’re in trouble, we can ask our Pokémon to help us.”

“Right,” Russell yawned, rubbing his eyes.

“But if…if something happened again, then…I wouldn’t use Burr.”

“I’d run.” Russell yawned again.

“But if you couldn’t run…...I’d help you.” Darren shuffled uneasily. “If that guy ever came back, I mean.” Russell pressed his lips together and tensed his shoulders.

“If you didn't run,” Russell said eventually, looking away from Darren despite the darkness hiding him, “I wouldn’t either.”

“We’d beat him together,” Darren said, emboldened. “Maybe Burr would bite him.”

“Maybe. But the police are looking for him.”

“Oh, yeah, I forgot.” Darren stretched his arms over his head. “I bet they’ll get him soon.” Russell yawned loudly and Darren scooped Burr up and stood.

“Guess we’d better get to sleep.” He turned and stared straight at Russell’s form in the darkness. “When we get back, will you come with me? I’m going to pack and then head for Azaela Town.”

“That sounds fun,” Russell answered. “Sure. Mom said I could take Wigglytuff. Hopefully she’ll still let me go.”

“It’s really safe in Johto!” Darren exclaimed. “She has to let you go! That guy was just a weirdo.”

“Yeah, she probably will,” Russell agreed. “Wigglytuff is really strong, anyway. That’s why she wanted him to go with me.”

“Awesome!” Darren burst out happily. “Well, see you in the morning.”

“Yup, see you,” Russell returned. A dim square of light flooded into the room as Darren quietly opened the door, and then the room was pitch black once again. Russell curled up under the covers and let the rain lull him to sleep.
Mind's Eye Chapter Six
Sixth chapter. :) Darren picks a nickname for Totodile. It's "Burr" because I call my family's cats Burr a lot. Sometimes I call them "Burr-Burr". Not sure why. It just evolved one day from the plethora of nicknames I had for them. I seem to call them that mostly when they're having a bad day or they threw up or got scared by something.

Anyway. Hannah's Chikorita is female, Jimmy's Cyndaquil is male and Burr is female.
Sleepy Lucky and Minnie
Lucky was exceedingly sweet and cute when he took naps. He'd usually dream a lot and sometimes would yip, growl and run in his sleep.
And to be honest, I didn't see Minnie in the picture at first. I took it a long time ago but never uploaded it. She blends into that blanket and Lucky like a lion blends into the savannah.


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