Chapter One: Kyarsain
	
“You see, it is only though the eyes of others that our lives have any meaning…”
- Haku from the Naruto Series

‘There is no way this trainer is going to win. What's more pathetic, that he 
doesn’t even know it. He may have a stronger Pocket Monster; however, his 
opponent is more talent. Using a scrawny-looking creature is a cleaver trick. Oh 
well, it is going to be over soon.’ The young woman thought. Sitting on a green 
bench on the top of the hill, she looked down as two trainers battling at the 
foot. She was drawing in her pad on this spring day until her eye caught on the 
action.
	
She always has an interest with Pokémon since at the age of six. Now, at the 
youth of sixteen, ten years later, her knowing is extremely high about these 
weird but amazing monsters. One of her secret hobbies is researching these 
beasts. Follow by the study of colors and plants, reading, also drawing on her 
free time. However, from that, she quite a sluggish person and never seems to do 
anything else.

The trainer’s Nidoking look straight up to the cloudy sky. He knows that bird is 
up there somewhere. His large disk-shape ears shift franticly on his purple horn 
skull, listening. He snorts and exposing his long canine teeth in excitement and 
slight bit of fear. After a short while of waiting, he straightens the spikes up 
along his muscular back, and then lay down on his tummy on the fresh cut grass. 
He curls his thick tail around his stubby neck and head. Only now, the flying 
Pokemon ether had to peck the Nidoking’s tough hide or be poison by the barbs 
along his back. ‘So, he is getting ready for the blow, by hiding his vulnerable 
abdomen… smart move. However, that’s not going to change the tide,’ she thought.

“Good job, Nidoking! Just stay there until it comes down,” his trainer cheered. 
A big grin came from the ten-year-old thinking he is going to win.

“Hate to break it you kid, but you will lose when that Pidgey dives,” She calls 
out leaning back in the bench.

“Well, how do you know? I never saw you around the battling park. I beat you’re 
not even a trainer!” The boy points his index finger at the teenager in fury.

The young women chuckle at the idea. Not the kind where a girl giggles at the 
boy who has a crush, this snigger is more sinful. Like if she some kind of 
eradicator in a horror film. She came down the green rise until she was only a 
few meters from the boy. Her eyes were a gentle, dark chocolate color. However, 
the expression on her face is between intelligent and uncomprehending. She gave 
a small smile to the child.

“That may be true. I am not a trainer and I am not familiar of the Sentan’s 
Forest Battle Park. Nevertheless, I know. I see your opponent’s strategy. So 
far, it seems you are battling blindly. When that feather Pocket Monster strikes 
the battle will be over.” Her voice is kind and slightly neutral as if she is 
talking to a respected hero. What strange about is, it slightly low quality of 
sound for a girl. If hide herself as a boy she most likely will get away with 
little effort on her voice.

The boy says nothing. She turns her head and stares into the slate grey 
atmosphere.  “Well look at that, the Pidgey finally decide to dive,” She smile 
with delight. ‘Let’s see if my prediction is correct’ she loves the final move 
in any battle. The small brown bird looks like a little black dot from way 
above. As it gains speed a visible white strip flows from its wings. ‘It is a 
Fly and Quick Attack combo? Never saw that for a long time. I heard it is risky 
because your teammate can lose control and may hit the ground. However, if use 
correctly it is a one hit knockout. This should be fun,’ she narrows her eyes in 
deep thought.

Within a second, a flash fly through the park and hit the purple beast right 
smack on his left side. A trail of leaves, trash, grass, and dusk followed the 
little one causing a limited visibility. “Nidoking! Nidoking! Are you all right? 
Say something please!” The boy screams then drops on to his knees. It looks like 
his about to bust in tears.

The girl smiles at the boy with the expression on her face “told you”. “Don’t 
worry; your Nidoking will be fine. I’m afraid he is knocked-out cold though.” 
She was right. As the dust clears, the mask bird sit top on the numb massive 
bulk rodent. It is busying cleaning its creamy color fluff, like nothing happen. 

“Bravo Featherhead! That was so cool! Slack me some skin!” The boy’s opponent 
ran into the middle of the dome. The bird flies to its young trainer as they 
slap wing and hand as a reward. Her clothing is different from the boy or the 
teenager. Tennis shoes, pants, and a grey hood it looks she is from a gangster.

“You are not from here are you? I can tell the way you dress and talk. From the 
looks of it, you are from Firebird City.” The girl ask with the same neutral 
tone as she use the boy.

“You caught me; I am from the abandon urban-part. Featherhead and I are heading 
to the grasslands to sigh in for the Sentan’s Contest. This will be our third 
year!” Her partner on her shoulders now, coos in agreement.

“Good Bye and good luck to both of you.” The teenager covers her head with the 
cloak and starts to walk away.

“Before you leave, may I ask what your name is?” the boy asks as he helps his 
partner to get back on its two feet again.

She laughs sinfully again as she turn around and stares at the two trainers. A 
rumble came from the dark sky. “My name’s is Kyarsain from the Pecha Forest 
Village. Who knows, we may bump to each other again.” Then she walks away into 
the thick forest back to make her way back to her hometown.