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Pokemon X Nuzlocke ~To Be a Pokemon~ Chapter 11

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Marina ruefully agreed to come with me to Perfum Palace to convince Roubaix’s master to give his furfrou some freedom. Together we travelled up route 6, battling many trainers who either wanted to simply challenge us or recognized Roubaix and in attempt to capture him ended up having to fight either Nina’s or my pokemon. My team was successful at levelling up during this trip and we travelled at a fast pace. With Toulouse as main fighter and with Colombes and Oxford teamed together behind him we managed to fight our way to the palace.

“So…” I said raising an eyebrow at the large gates the towered in front of me, “This is Perfum Palace…it looks…impressive…ummm…grand!”

“You know Nat, you may not be admitting it out loud but we can tell from the ton of your voice that at least you are a little baffled by this place. At least you’re not launching yourself headfirst into this place to challenge its master.”

I starred up at the gates, inspecting their every detail, my friend was right, I had not been expecting something so impressive from the part of a person whose very pokemon try to flee from.

“Well it won’t take a lot to convince him to let us in, we have his precious furfrou and I bet he’s expecting us to bring it in exchange of a reward!” I said grinning up at the two serperior patterns that ornated the bronze colored gate. I tried my best to look relaxed when faced with two eternal standing structures that faced each other while peering down at you, almost challenging me to confront their master. I’ll be frank those serperiors seemed to remind me of something I couldn’t get my finger on, and it gave me the creeps.

“Roubaix!” a voice cried out as a man who clearly wasn’t the furfrou’s master raced up to us, “Oh thank you for returning him to Sir’s Palace! I have the feeling that you shall be heavily rewarded for your feats!”

I blinked up at the stranger, unsure what to reply. Stepping forward my friend shot me a silencing glare before speaking.

“We are…most honoured to have saved Sir’s Furfrou. My friend was a great help to our search and would simply adore accompanying me to return Roubaix to Sir’s side, however the poor girl is simply too poor to pay the entrance fee, I’m sure she’d be grateful to be let in for free as her reward for saving Sir’s furfrou.”

The butler raised an eyebrow and glanced in my direction, I squirmed under his glare but did not dare speak up not even looking in my friend’s direction, once we finished this I would have to have a proper talk with Marina.

“So be it,” said the butler, “I doubt Sir would have any objection to meeting with the very trainers who returned his beloved Roubaix to his side.”

Turning around the man pushed open the huge gates to lead us through a large court yards towards an imposing building.

Walking beside me Marina leaned forward to whisper into my ear, “Listen, let me do the talking at first. I’ve already met Roubaix’s master so he’s less likely to snap at me for attempting to reason with him.”

Nodding I cast a glance in direction of the furfrou who padded obediently by my side, his eyes betraying all fear that he was trying to hide.  Whoever Roubaix’s owner was he was most likely to take it badly if a strange like me were to waltz up to up and announce that he wasn’t treating his pokemon the way they wanted to be. I did not exactly trust my friend to it better than I either, but she was most likely to get his attention without insulting him.

As we stepping inside the Palace I was greeted by a burst of bright colors, gold and white everywhere. Standing tall before use was the statue of giant golden Milotic, surrounded on each side by two archways. Along the wall a row of gilded sculptures of Bisharps stood tall starring down at us with gritty expressions.

Following the butler down a hallway filled with tourists all pushing their way towards the garden entrance we began climbing a flight of turquois colored stairs up to corridor ornated with wall sized mirrors which lead to a balcony overlooking the gardens.

Suddenly halting, the butler bowed. Approaching from behind I cast a glance across the balcony, two large dratiny statues seemed to stare down at the people running around in the court.

“Sir, we have been successful in retrieving your precious Roubaix.”

I backed up in surprise, almost tripping over Marina’s skitty as it clearly had been standing behind me patiently waiting for me to step on her. The man standing in front of us looked nothing like the palace owner I had imagined, in fact he wore nothing of any sort that would distinguish him from the crowd of tourists that filled the place.

“Roubaix!” the man cried running up to us, the poor furfrou seemed terrified, only moving to take refuge behind me where he cowered peeking from behind my legs up at his confused master.

“It is a pleasure to have successfully found your furfrou dear sir.” Marina announced taking a step forward to politely shake the man’s hand before returning to stand by my side, placing her hand on my shoulder, “My dear friend here, Nathalie is a pokemon whisperer, she understands pokemon speech. As we are both students of Sycamore it felt like it was our duty to return a pokemon to his trainer…however encountering your furfrou my friend was able to find out why the two escaped in the first place and warn me about their reasons for running away. Your two pokemon feel trapped, unable to go as they please and forbidden to do what they were born to do to, what their ancestors did for eons. Fight for their master’s territory and honour.”

The palace owner was still, too stunned to speak up. Marina sure knew her way with words and even with a personality like hers she could easily speak her way into a lot…well if she held back on her snappy ways.

Letting out a low moan Roubaix’s owner leaned backwards against the balcony side his eyes fixed on his cowering furfrou. It sure was clear that Roubaix was frightened at the prospect of even returning back here and even a fool could tell that.

“Limoges and her brother never seemed to show any promises in pokemon battle…that is why I kept them in, to keep them alive. I’m no fighter and they would die at the first occasion of a battle. Limoges is too young to die!”

Deciding it was time to step in I advanced a few strides to stand in front of the Palace owner, this man could easily throw me out. “You do more harm than good when keeping your pokemon trapped inside, if Roubaix is desperate to train why don’t you make an arrangement with him? Something that would suit both of you while keep Limoges safe inside.”

“Yes,” Marina said placing her hand on MeowMTFK’s head, “Why don’t you allow Nathalie to accompany Roubaix to the Pokemon Day Care? There she could drop him off with one of her pokemon to keep him safe. Not only would he be near your palace and safe from harm’s way, but he’d also have the opportunity to train with other pokemon.”

Roubaix’s master seemed to finally realize we were human beings, settling his eyes on me he nodded slowly, “I could understand that…but I’d never be able to go visit my furfrou, I’m no trainer and that place is unfamiliar to me, no matter how close it is.” Flicking his gaze down at Roubaix the palace owner’s shoulders slump when he realized that his furfrou seemed far more relaxed when standing next to Toulouse than with his owner, “Are you sure you could take charge of a royalty dear girl? If he were to die it would be the end of a lineage, but I would be ending a lineage now if I were to refuse what was rightfully his freedom. Would you be willing to not only become his trainer but guard him with your life if you were to take him on a journey with you? If you accept this offer I would be willing to allow you to take him to the Pokemon Day Care until he reaches a sufficient level to defend himself in the wild along with a trainer before you accept him as one of your pokemon and not my own.”

Nodding in agreement I swiftly moved back to position myself next to Marina and our pokemon. Roubaix seemed to be lighted with a new hope, his eyes shimmered with joy at the prospect of beginning him own journey once he was strong enough.

“Then I acknowledge you Nathalie as the new owner of Roubaix the Second of Perfum Palace. You have consented to include him in your team as one of your own and will treat him like you would treat your pokemon.”

“I agree, I am also willing to return here with him on several occasions to visit Limoges.” I said placing a hand on Roubaix’s shoulder.

The palace owner gave me a large smile of approval, “I will let my people know to let you in if that is the case. In the meantime I guess it is time I retire, the trainer who are searching for Limoges are bound to turn up soon enough and I wouldn’t want to keep them waiting or they would head off to search for Roubaix next.”

Walking past us the man and his butler hurried down the long marble corridor before disappearing down the stairs, leaving Marina and I to stand on the balcony in silence.


“That went better than expected.” My friend said giving me the largest of grins as she turned to lead on the balcony, “This almost reminds me of the adventures we had when we were still living home with Idris and the others. This was almost better than the time we went spying on Lysander.”

Shrugging I turned to stare at the gardens, I couldn’t remember the event Marina was describing and there was no point reminding her that I’d lost my memory.

“I wonder what those tall pokemon are…” my friend said, almost speaking to herself. “They must be important if the Palace owner gave them each huge statues in the middle of his garden.”

“Reshiram and Zekrom.”I replied unsure where I’d gotten that knowledge, “They are the pokemon of truth and ideals from Unova.”

Raising an eyebrow my friend cast me a silence glare but I did not waver, instead my gaze was fixed on a team of trainers accompanied by a small furfrou, it seemed Roubaix’s sister had not left the gardens after all. It was time we left before anyone began asking questions.

“Well it’s time I go! I bet those idiots down there are going to receive the pokeflute as a reward instead of us, oh well that’s the price to pay!” Marina sighed turning her back on me, “I’m going to head for Route 7 to hopefully catch up to the sleeping snorlax before they wake it up. It’s not every day that we see a slumbering pokemon wake up…well unless we count you as one then I have already seen it!”

I smiled as the chuckles of friend echoed down the corridor, straightening up I began making my way through the palace, dodging tourists who cast me odd glances as Roubaix and Toulouse padded by my side. It didn’t take long before we had reach the palace entrance and treaded onto route 6.

“Well I’m sure glad that’s over!” Toulouse growled as he raced past me into the tall grass surrounding Parfum Palace, “Seriously if every trainer keeps their pokemon closed in a palace like that then I’m pleased you caught me when you did!”

Nodding in reply I didn’t dare speak up, this would probably be as close a compliment I’d get from the ralts. Besides I wasn’t in the mood to get into an argument with him over how most trainers treated their pokemon versus the way Roubaix had lived for years.

Watching as the ralts scampered among the tall grass I played with the pokeball the butler had handed me on the way out, it did not look much different from my other pokemons, however now Roubaix would be able to use it to rest while I carried him up route 7 to pokemon day care.

I let out a low moan as I scrutinized my surroundings, sitting down on a tall stone I couldn’t do much but wait until Toulouse returned, probably several levels stronger.

Shivering I glanced around, the odd feeling of being watched sent chills down my spine, I could hear several creatures creep around the vegetation. “Toulouse?” I called, hoping it was only him trying to scare me.

Standing up when no reply came I began following the sound of movement as whoever was watching me raced around the shrubs, “Who’s there?” I asked, leaning forward to move the bushes, revealing a small lavender colored pokemon who starred wide eyed up at me.

“Watch out!” a voice cried as I stood frozen in shock, barely having the time to look up as something…or more someone came flying through the air right toward the small pokemon and I!
And we've completed the annoying journey through Parfum Palace! xDD Fewf! I am so glad that is over with! 
I got to admit i had real trouble with the chapter, however i have much more inspiration for the next chapters (all i'll be waiting for before being able to submit the story will be the names of Sparky and Tirzah's pokemon, once their owners reply to my notes with their names you will get your next chapters! :D). 

In the meantime we have Roubaix as a new pokemon of mine, technically he was not caught in Parfum Palace nor route 6, instead he was caught in route 5 before Geneva evolved (but for story sake i made him join the team now~ ) We may also welcome Oxford and Colombes as my newly evolved pokemon! :la: And brace yourself for another addition to my team soon enough! 

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Character credit:

Nathalie, Geneva, Oxford, Toulouse, Loiret, Colombes and Roubaix belong to me/ Firekitsunecat
Marina, Rasputin and MeowMTFK belongs to Its-Insane-O-Clock
Two unknown people accompanying Roubaix's sister Limoges belongs to stormspirit1000
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I've been waiting for this encounter~!