Jessie Levinson and James however last left off arriving at a campsite lot that was not far from Big bear California... Jessie was off to avenge her landlord. As well as go on a Journey to compete for a chance to take participation in the United States Pokemon League Tournament...
Dogwood Family Campground...
Jessie: It's starting to get dark out. Would you like to pitch camp here for the night. It's rather cozy... Moreless.
"Sure. I rather not stay out too late, so that sounds like a plan to me." James said, pulling out his wallet and started going through it, trying to figure out how much camping here would be for the night.
"Does it cost anything?" James asked, putting his wallet away.
"If it does, I can probably cover it, depending on the price." James continued.
Jessie: It shouldn't cost much. Maybe about 20 bucks flat rate. I think.
Pidgeotto: There should be a cashier nearby to give the money to... to pay for the spot we're wanting.
Jessie: James, Let Pidgeotto do the paying. He can get there within just a few seconds or so.
It was gonna be a campout... just one step at a time...
"$20. Alright. Good thing that my parents gave me a lot of money that they told me that they had saved up for me in case I decided to go on a Pokèmon Journey." James said, before going off to find a cashier.
However, his Riolu stayed with Jessica.
"His mom told him that when traveling with a women, he should do the paying. Not saying that women can't pay, but it's more polite if a man does it." Riolu explained.
Pidgeotto snatched the $20 dollars and flew up high into the air...
Pidgeotto: *Crying out in a gliding cheer* pidgeotto!
Jessie: *Chuckles* My Pidgeotto is wanting to just play... Pidgeotto, You silly bird... Come back with that $20. That's for paying for the Camping spot for the night. Come on. Silly bird. *Seeing what was about to happen next*
Pidgeotto: *Hovering in the air and then Swooping down in a fast dive leading to the cashier with the money* Geotto!....
Arcanine: This isn't a time to be playing, Pidgeotto. It's nice out here... but we can't afford to do anything that will draw attention to ourselves. There could be some wayward grunts from Team Magma close by. We don't want to expose the idea that we're here and they catch notice of us.
Timburr: *Grabbing a piece of wood and using it to catch onto Pidgeotto's claw and stop him from flying around consistently* I'll get him. Time to have him calm down...
Jessie: Okay, birdie... You done with the flying?
Where did the $20 go? Did it already reach the cashier?
James looked around for the $20 he lost, thanks to Pidgeotto. He even called out his other Pokèmon to help him search.
"Pidgeotto, do you remember where you dropped that $20 bill? It's okay if you dropped it off to the cashier, but we need to know if that is where it ended up." Houndour asked Pidgeotto.
Pidgeotto winked in a pose before...
Pidgeotto: It's been given to the cashier. No worries. *Whistles* Come on... i sometimes play around... but i don't lose money that ain't mine. Besides that the cashier is only past those 4 stands of merchandise... I dropped the $20 dollars right in front of the cashier and made certain that he knew where it came from and from who.
Arcanine: Someone should go ask anyway... We can't take that chance. This is the only place that's with an available spot to stick to for the night and camp out. Zebstrika... Come out... You have guard duty tonight.
Jessie's Zebstrika came out and patrolled over to the camping spot and kept a watch on it. Checking to see that there wasn't any danger.
Jessie: We'll get this. One way or another.
Timburr ran over to set up some beams to help pitch up camp and get it set for the night...
Riolu, now called Rocky or Rocking Fist, went to help Timburr with the beams, while James called out Poochyena.
"Go make sure that the money was dropped off to the cashier. Not that I don't trust Pidgeotto, but I just want someone to make sure." James told Poochyena, who just nodded in response and went to find the cashier.
Jessie grinned at the gesture and couldn't help but chuckle.
Jessie: *Chuckling* You are so cautious. There's no such thing with throwing caution to the wind with you i guess... Is there?
Jessie was amused. But it wasn't long before the campsite was put together and made to suffice for them and keep them in comfort. However... They were not gonna be alone for long...
Someone was coming their direction... from the north... just miles distance. Were they gonna be friends... or foes?
"Nope. You can't ever be too careful. Not in this day and age." James said, tossing one of his pokeballs into the air, letting out houndour.
"I sense somebody, or someone, coming this way." Houndour, who was called out to get started on a campfire, said after sniffing the air.
Just as Houndour spoke, Poochyena returned after confirming that the money made it to its destination. The Poochyena nodded to James and Jessica, telling them that the money was given to the cashier.
It was only then that within a minute... there was a purple Aura just feet away in sight of them. Behind it was... A Mewtwo? A MEWTWO?! WHAT THE F---?!?!?!
The Pokemon was friendly... but on guard. A few steps behind it was a teenage girl. This girl was standing at a height of 6'1" It was no... wait... it was a young girl. An 8 year-10 year old girl who came from a place that she once would call home... It was...
???: *To Mewtwo* Mewtwo, Is it safe up ahead?
Mewtwo: *Nods* It's calm, Abigail. There's no threat in sight. It's just a couple of trainers and their fellow pokemon companions.
Abigail: *Stepping into View* Okay... *Looking at the teen girl and teenage boy close by* Wh-wh-who are you guys? Are you two... lost?
Jessie: Nope. We're on a journey. A Pokemon Journey... However i'm also on a quest and seeking to avenge my landlord. I'm Jessie. Jessie Levinson. The guy close by me is James. James Jones. He's from Vermont and is like a traveling dude. He's cool. What about you? What brings you out here?
It was getting pretty twisty... But something was telling Jessie that from what she was seeing... there was a bit of a backstory or a tale behind where the girl was coming from and how she just so managed to come across to where she and James were currently...
"Nice to meet you, Abigail. I would do introductions, but I was beaten to it. Anyways, may I ask where you come from? I don't see too many kids your age without an adult with them. Well, unless you count Mewtwo, of course." James said, looking to the young girl and giving a nod.
Houndour wasn't convinced that this wasn't a trap, but didn't say a word. For now, being on guard was better than being catch with one's guard down.
Riolu and Poochyena watched the scene, the dark-type Pokemon having its head tilted to the side in curiosity. Riolu, however, showed no sign of being curious, though he was.
Abigail looked at the pokemon nearby and smiled...
Abigail: They look so sweet. Are they friendly? Nice? *Suddenly facing the two again and trying to keep a low profile due to what she was running from* I'm Abigail Grayson....
It was when they managed to all sit down...
Jessie: and you ran away from home. Do i seem to guess right? No offense... but you do happen to look as though you're a runaway.
Abigail: Yeah. *Looking down* The thing is though... i don't have a home anymore as my mom died when i was just a young girl. I was only 4 when she died.
Jessie: *Gasps* So? Y-you're an orphan?
Jessie: What happened to your father? Where did he go?
Abigail: He went on an expedition all the way up in the swiss alps and he was on his way down the one side of the mountain when a piece of the ground gave way and the snow started coming down... causing an a-a-
Jessie: Avalanche, Right?
Abigail: *Wiping a tear from her eye as she was obviously upset mentioning about it for the fear that her father could possibly be dead* Uh-huh.
Jessie: *Whistles* ... *Sighs sadly* Shit, kid. That sucks. Although at least you have had a family to hold dear to. That's something... isn't it?
Abigail: I guess.
Arcanine: Why are you out all by yourself? It's kinda cold out tonight and not exactly safe to be out alone. There are possible scouting teams of Team Magma and Team Aqua out roaming. Either one of them could have spotted you and really done a #.
Abigail: I know. but my father... He was the most wonderful father in the whole world... He had this place up in Denver... A place just for the two of us. It was a really amazing place. *Pauses* What... Wait a second... Did that Arcanine just talk?
Jessie: Sure did. Cinnamon Flame has the english speaking capability. All our pokemon do. We have this thing with us that gives them that particular knowhow.
Mewtwo: *Looking to see the object* Wha-? Those things were said to be rare...
More questions were being in the throws... however it was a good thing as it kept their minds from wandering about worrying of where Team Aqua and or Magma were possibly lurking. If they were even close by at that particular time...
"Houndour and Poochyena aren't exactly friendly at first, but they'll eventually trust you. Riolu, I mean, Rocky, is more open to strangers, but as a general rule, gaining the full trust of a Riolu, or a Lucario, is easier said than done. I had Rocky for a while, and I don't think that he trusts me enough to evolve yet." James exaplined, advising against approaching Poochyena and Houndour until they decided to trust the newcomer.
"You talk like I'm not even here and listening." Rocking Fist said, sitting down next to Poochyena.
"Sorry. I just didn't know how to put it." James apologized to the fighting-type pokemon.
Abigail: It's okay. I was a little timid when i first ran away. Didn't know who to trust. But it was halfway to where here is that i met Mewtwo. He was living solo and didn't really care much for human contact. Only thing was when i came across him... He looked at me with a means to perhaps of course aim at me. But when he saw that i was scared and i really was scared from the ones i was running from. He saw that i was all alone and terrified. He brought himself out from being distrusting of all humans and swore to protect me and defend me. I had a couple pokemon back at where i was staying... living with my guardian Miss Hilda and the man Beaumont. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to get out. She would call me Orphan and put me in the attic... Giving my room to her dog.
*Rolling her eyes in disgust* Fernando.
Jessie: Fernando? What kind of trippy ass name is that? Who'd want to name a dog... Fernando?
Abigail: She even tried to steal my locket once. But i climbed out and got it back. I got it and made the move to get out and i started running... I knew they were gonna catch me if i were to stop...
Jessie: So you just kept running.
Abigail: As fast as i could and i'm not going back. *Turning in stubbornness*
Jessie: *Scoffs* Oh god. I can't believe what i'm hearing come from you just now. You have run away from a home. With a roof over your head and 3... count them. 3 meals a day. A Warm bed to sleep on and not ever having to know what it would be like to be without. Why the hell would you do that? Are you cracked? Abigail... Kid. You are making a rather dumb move.
Mewtwo: Abigail... Not to add salt to the issue... but they happen to be right. You have a home. A place to live and with 3 meals a day. A place with a warm spot to sleep. Comfort. Running away isn't the sole smart answer. it solves nothing. All it leaves a person is a sense of loneliness.
Jessie: Besides... you don't ever have the idea of what you got... till the moment comes when you just find yourself being without it. Like me.
Jessie then got to explaining...
Jessie: You see... Abigail. You have it lucky. You might be an only child in your family. But at least you still got a daddy. Me. I got nobody. No family. The only type of family that i did happen to attain... if at all for a while was when i was taken under the wing of my landlord Andre. However he was snuffed by Team Magma. So... now i don't seem to have him. You are throwing away the good life you got. That's a rather crappy thing to do. Wouldn't you think?Wichita, Kansas then Metropolis was my one known home. But then when i dealt with a heavy loss... a Deep and personal one over the last 2 years close to 3... My new home became California. Been there since. However now... i'm on the journey to get my chance in competing in the Pokemon League then getting my chance at nailing the bastards who done away with my Landlord/Benefactor Andre Possleson. He took me in and gave me a home. An allowance and it was like 50-100 dollars a month. But i'd do some errands for him and earn my keep. All he asked was that i went to school and got an education for myself and that i stayed out of trouble for as much as i could. Because i'll tell you. He could frickin' tell that i was troubled and from the shit that i went through... It shook me and numbed me so much... I took to smoking. *Pulling out her pack of smokes* Cigarettes. I was that screwed up and it got to where... i could just shut down and say... the hell with everyone. But while i was going through the pains of what i lost. I dug deep and remembered that i still had a talent of singing. I did some Karaoke and there would be contests. One of them... no. two of them... were with prizes that came with Pokemon. Which are some of the ones i got with me. Charmander... Andre gave to me. Pidgeotto... i caught on my own. but the rest... Won from a contest. I came across a troubled person who also smoked. She's the daughter of a family that didn't give two shits about her. So... she did whatever the heck she wanted. This whole thing makes me think about the hell i went through... The things about it though... It's that... I am learning to flip it and put a positive spin to it. I focus on how to make better with myself. Because i know that i can get past it and make things better. Do i miss my father and Mother... And Brother. You better believe i do. I miss them alot. But i also know that in spite of it all... their passing was a blessing because it reminded me that we're only here for a short time. A very short time. And while alive... we have to make best of what sort of life we happen to lead. Just keep looking forward and keep going. Living. Because when it's your time to die... that's it. It's over. There's no redo's... no takebacks... nothing. You're done. But my habit... it's because i came to california... troubled. I dealt with my brother getting shanked and left dead like Cesar's ghost. Which was after my mother died of Scleroderma. End stage. It took her like a prized billy goat. Then my father soon after left and went for a drive... never came back. a little later... i learned that he died in a car accident. Then after that... later down the road... My brother gets mugged and beat up... Shanked and left dead. I am the only remaining member of the Levinson family left. I'm it. When i'm gone... it's done. The family line is defunct. Dead on arrival.
Abigail: But you don't understand... You don't know Aunt Hilda. On the surface... she seems rather nice and kind. Sweet. But deep down... she's mean. REALLY Mean.
Jessie: Tell you what, Kid. Come tomorrow morning. We'll take a trip with you back to your place. We'll stick by you for a couple days and see how things are. If things are really that bad as if may seem as you're the one that lived it. We'll help you pack some stuff up and grab your pokemon. The ones you left behind and you'll come with us. And yes. We'll also help you reunite with your old man. Trust me. I know what it's like to be without a loving home with loving parents and all. It sucks. Sucks the big one.
Abigail: *Nodding slowly in understanding* Okay. I guess.
Jessie: James... Would that sound like a rather sincere plan. It's the best move to make as this kid... as courageous as she's tryin' to be... in reality... when it comes right down to it... she's not gonna make it out on her own for much longer. She's gonna be pretty damn lost. Not knowing where to go... who to turn to. Nothing. And if any of those Team Magma and or Team Aqua dipsticks catch sight of her... she'll be lucky if she doesn't get clobbered into jerky pow by them.
It was now a move to become guardians to the girl. But what could they see to do for her? Would they be able to help her and protect her from the cruel Guardian that she had ran from home just to get away from the clutches? What were they to do?
Their journey presses on from there...
That was how it would it would have been with the guy being with Jessie. But what if we had it where it was a female. It would be different... but the story goes on from where it last left off.
As you know... Jessie Levinson had a habit. She smoked. But she was also able to sing. It was pretty cool. It was just barely a moment that passed and already she felt so bad for the young kid. She even wanted to adopt the kid. Give her a better outlook in life. Not be so alone. But what could she offer her as she too was on the road. the streets as she now had no landlord and was indeed on her quest to compete in the Pokemon league but also to avenge the loss of her landlord. To her... there was a objective in mind.
At the Dogwood Family Campground...
Abigail: I don't want to go back. Hilda doesn't love me. She's just acting as a caring guardian because of the money. Her and my daddy's supposed loyal lawyer. They don't want me. just the money.
Jessie:*Lighting up* This is really sad, Kid. Abigail... *Smoking* Tell you what... Tomorrow morning when we all wake up... We'll take you home. Only to get your things that you'll need. Plus your pokemon that was left behind. You're gonna come with us. We'll protect you from your evil Aunt.
Mewtwo: Abigail, We should see to it that you have a place to sleep for the night.
Abigail: You're right, Mewtwo. *Yawning* I am getting kinda sleepy from all the running i did...
Jessie: Let's set up camp. It's gonna be a really big day tomorrow.