The roads of Vermillion city were packed. It seemed that a fair amount of people called this place home. People that Ren had no interest in conversing with. The blonde had little time to make friends, and preferred the peaceful sound of less populated areas. There was something about nature that put the young trainer at ease. Being in cities generally set him on edge; because of this he avoided them at all costs. Unless he was buying gear or challenging a gym leader that is. It went without saying that Genesis obviously felt the same way as his trainer. The Umbreon was vigilant in making sure that no strangers approached him, and even let loose a guttural growl as a man entered his comfort zone.
It was for this reason that Ren eventually detached a pokeball from his belt. A red beam of light issued from the dual colored orb; causing the Pokémon to disappear from sight. Not before he shot a reproachful look at his companion however. Genesis absolutely abhorred pokeballs, even back in the days when the trainer had first began his journey. Ren could remember when Genesis would struggle so much that the capsule would open, prematurely spewing the (then) Eevee out. Fond memories flooded Ren’s mind of the days when the two of them had not gotten along great at all. Genesis had even gone so far as to purposely lose battles to prove a point.
At first Ren was thoroughly convinced that it was just another thing his father had failed him in. As it turned out however, the two of them had just been too much alike for their own good. It had been in a moment of weakness that Genesis had first crawled into Ren’s lap. It was when the Pokémon had licked the tears from his face that a friendship had bloomed. The rest was history, and the trainer could hardly remember life before his first friend. Actually, he didn’t want to. It had been entirely too lonely. Shaking his head to clear the thoughts, Ren reminded himself that there were items on his agenda.
In front of him, a girl with an Eevee paused to view the group of people exiting the pier. Probably a local. Ren thought to himself before continuing. The passengers of the boat spilled onto the crowded streets. All of them going their separate ways at that point. Ren attempted to locate the familiar sign of a Pokemart. He was in dire need of some pokeballs, and an array of different medicines for his upcoming travels. Above him, he caught a glimpse of Pig happily soaring through the sky; the blonde marveled at how the Pidgeotto’s wings never seemed to tire. Occasionally his partner would fly extra low, weaving in and out of the various strangers surrounding his trainer. It was like this wherever they went. Pig would attempt to draw as much attention to himself as possible, much to Ren’s contempt. While his main goal was to stay off the radar, Pig’s was the direct opposite.
As if to prove the point the Pokémon tucked his wings diving in front of the girl Ren had noticed earlier. He hovered in front of her for a moment before dropping to the ground in front of her. “Pidgooo!” The Pidgeotto cried happily at the Eevee, obviously attempting to make a new friend.
“Damn it.” Ren muttered to himself. “So much for remaining unnoticed.”
