Spirit of Moonlight Chapter three: Family reunion! Rebirth of a trainer? Luno stared out at the window. Autumn leaves were falling as he grimaced at the calendar. The same day She ordered her Pokemon to send Sentret to the dark abyss. Ember curled up near Luno as a knock was heard on the door. “Come in,” Luno said. Luno’s dad walked in, looking at the date. He shook his head and walked up to Luno. “You know that my aunt is coming from Ecruteak, right?” his father asked. “Yeah.” “She never saw you so be on your best behavior.” As an elderly woman walked through the door, Luno dropped his can of cola on the floor. His heart filled with fear and hatred as he stared into the face of his great-aunt. It was her from a year ago. The one who killed Sentret. “You...” the woman glared at him. “I cannot believe I am related to such a delinquent!” “You’re kidding me,” Luno snapped back. “Someone so heartless as to kill a Pokemon.” “A troublemaker must learn a lesson harshly.” “Dad, get this murderer out of our house.” “What do you mean?” Luno’s dad asked. “She’s the woman from Ecruteak. She sent my Sentret into the shadows of death. So, murderer, stay away from me and my Pokemon dammit! All my life I was alone, but Pokemon training changed my life. I had two Pokemon once, until someone killed one. Only Ember made me be happy this last year. Get out, because I sure won’t let you take him.” Luno leered at the old lady as she leered back. Pure hatred gleamed in their eyes as Luno’s parents watched in shock. The enraged great-aunt left the house and didn’t look back. Luno ran to his bedroom, where he cried with Ember. The puppy licked his face after hearing the conversation. Ember tapped an old, dusty Pokeball with his nose. Luno looked sadly at his Growlithe and said, “What the hell.” The next day, Luno began his second attempt at being a trainer. He kept wondering who caused the death of Sentret. He knew it was the old woman and her ghastly Gastly, but it seemed like there was more involved. If the man in the bushes hadn’t scared them, he would not seek advice and meet the woman that ordered her Pokemon to kill Sentret. Perhaps it was Luno who was responsible in a way, but did not realize it. All he knew was that Sentret was gone and he can’t change that. Luno scanned the fields for any Pokemon trainers nearby. He figured he would travel to Ecruteak to meet with Morty about the ghost. Morty was Luno’s hero, and he knew that Morty would gladly discuss the ghost with him. A nearby trainer appeared in the corner of his eye. “You!” Luno called. “I challenge you to a battle!” “Sorry,” the girl replied. “I’m new.” Luno just grinned and said, “Me too.” Soon, Ember was in a battle with a Poochyena. The small, black puppy ran speedily at Ember. Poochyena tried to bite Ember but Luno called for him to jump. The fire pokemon flipped over in midair and landed right behind his opponent. A drop or two of blood was on the ground. Poochyena was scratched, but not badly. It still wanted to battle. Ember’s eyes narrowed as he ducked under the consecutive tackles the black puppy tossed at him. Poochyena was so annoyed that he ran up a tree and jumped in an attempt to body slam Ember. Luno pointed up in time for Ember to see the Pokemon in the tree and get out of the way. The girl caught her Poochyena before it hit the ground. “Great battle,” she told Luno. “Really tough. See you later!” “Bye!” Luno called, waving. Luno was still in an adrenalin rush when the match was over. Ember stared at him as he breathed heavily and quickly. The Growlithe jogged in front of Luno and jumped up for his trainer to pet him. Luno stroked Ember’s hair and recalled him. It was a tough battle, and the small Growlithe must have been exhausted. In a few hours, Luno was staring out a window at a restaurant in Goldenrod. Ember was sitting down on a special Pokemon seat. A Mr. Mime walked up to the table and handed out a form to fill out. Luno filled it out and gave it to Mr. Mime. The food came in fifteen minutes. Ember eagerly saw his little Pokemon meal and stopped nibbling his seat. “Good food, huh?” Luno asked Ember, who’s head was buried in Pokemon food. “Guess so.” He laughed. Soon, Luno had eaten all of his food. He stared out the window, causing his eyes to widen in fear. The sound of an explosion was heard, and a Gengar was inside the restaurant. “OH MY GOD!” a waitress cried out. “MR. MIME!” a Mr. Mime exclaimed. “Anyone here a trainer?” asked the manager, who was white with terror. Luno immediately looked to Ember, who nodded. The trainer sprung out of his seat and called for his Growlithe to shoot fire at it. He had learned a while ago that tackling a ghost doesn’t do anything. A small stream of flames struck the Gengar. It shook the pain off easily. The ghost smacked Ember across the face and levitated him in a dark shadow. “What the-?! Night shade. Use your speed!” Ember dashed out of the black cloud, landing perfectly on his feet. Gengar was just beginning the battle. It ran up and kicked Ember onto a table, sending someone’s drink flying. The Growlithe was paralyzed, and in the panic Luno was unconscious. Just as all hope was lost, a young man rushed into the building. He wore a headband and a black t-shirt. The mysterious man tossed out a Pokeball containing another Gengar that completely beat the wild one in a single hard punch. The heroic man picked up Luno and Ember and carried them out of the restaurant. No one seemed to care that Luno didn’t pay. After seeing a Gengar wreck the building, everyone just stood frozen. Luno woke up in a dark cave. Golbats were flying everywhere, causing Luno to flinch. He kept trying to tell himself not to fear them, but they were surrounding him. A pitch black figure approached from the shadows. It was the same man that rescued the restaurant. Morty, leader of the Ecruteak gym. “The name’s Morty. I hear you want to stop the spirit of Umbreon from haunting this land. Me too. I want the spirit to depart to the next life in peace.” “Oh,” Luno replied. “Is it a family thing?” Morty dropped a glass from his hand and turned away from Luno. “Never mention my family.” “Why not?” Morty picked up a shard of shimmering glass. With the skill of a knife thrower he hurled it directly above Luno’s head. “Just don’t.” Luno was looking at all the ghosts that were carved onto a wooden block. He was still sweating from the glass incident. “Why am I here?” “I need a partner, and you need help. We’ll train together in order to beat Umbreon. When your Growlithe can beat my Gengar, I’ll give you a Fire stone. With an Arcanine and Gengar, we’ll win.” “Well, I guess. It’s a deal.”